"Um, by the way, you didn't cause trouble for that young man again, did you?" Yang Jun asked.

"No, absolutely not."

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he looked guilty.

"Uncle and junior sister told us the truth about the martial arts competition between masters. I really didn't expect...the truth of the matter is like that. We wronged that young man."

To be honest, they were thinking of avenging Ma Zhanshan before.

It's useless even if Yang Jun objects.

No, as soon as Ma Zhanshan was buried, a group of his fellow apprentices gathered together and discussed how to avenge their master.

Seeing that she could not stop them, Ma Wumei had no choice but to tell the truth and told them the truth about Ma Zhanshan's death.

Ma Zhanshan suffered from cancer and died soon.

As a famous martial artist, he didn't want to die in such a useless way and wanted to find a decent way to die, so he signed a life and death certificate with others.

If the can is broken without leaving the edge of the well, the general will inevitably forget it before the formation.

As a martial artist, being able to die in the ring is what it means to be a martial artist.

Ma Zhanshan felt that if he could die in this way, he could rest in peace.

When everyone learned the truth, they all felt that they were reckless and impulsive.

To be honest, Ma Zhanshan sought benevolence and gained righteousness, but he harmed the young man.

Just imagine, if someone died in his hands, especially if he was stained with the blood of a martial arts master, who would want to get along with him in the future, let alone pursue a career in martial arts.

In fact, the person who was really wronged was not Ma Zhanshan, but the young man who competed with him.

Sacrificing one's own reputation to fulfill someone else's reputation, what a sacrifice it is.

"Uncle Master, do you know where that person is now? I want to apologize to him in person." Luo Xiaojun said.

Yang Jun lay on the wicker chair and said calmly: "No need."

"Don't bother him, that's the best apology you can give him."

Luo Xiaojun nodded and sighed: "Yes, not disturbing him is the best apology."

"It's just... I feel so wronged to him."

Yang Jun said: "There is no such thing as grievance or grievance. The road you choose is yours. No matter how hard it is, you have to walk it to the end."

"That's what Uncle Master said."

Afterwards, there was a brief silence between the two of them, with no one speaking.

"Uncle Master, there is one more thing I want to tell you."

Luo Xiaojun said: "My master has left. His martial arts school should have been inherited by my junior sister, but as you know, my junior sister has stopped here. She is unwilling to take over the martial arts school."

"Girls are really not suitable to inherit a martial arts school. Besides, Wu Mei has no time to care about this now."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he paused slightly and then said: "Since she is unwilling to inherit the martial arts school, let your senior brother Wan Cheng inherit it."

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"What my uncle said is what our senior brothers think so too. The eldest brother has been with the master for the longest time, and he has completely inherited the master's martial arts. It would be best for him to inherit the martial arts school, but..."

Speaking of this, Luo Xiaojun suddenly became embarrassed.

"It's just that... he has a weak foundation and lacks a reputation in the martial arts world. The senior brother is afraid of losing his reputation as a master, so he has been hesitant."

"Why are you hesitating? You're pedantic!"

Yang Jun glared and said: "If you are not famous enough, then find a way. If you want to back off whenever something happens all day long, it will simply insult your reputation as a master."

"Yes, that's what we said too, but...Uncle Master, this matter of fame..."

"I'll say hello to the relevant people later and ask your senior brother to get an official position in the Wushu Association. Won't you gain fame?"

"Oh, uncle, if that's the case, that would be great."

Luo Xiaojun was so happy that he jumped up.

Looking at him like that, he seems to be happier than being an official himself.

Yang Jun frowned when he saw this.

He seemed to realize something.

"You brat, you dare to set a trap for me?"

Yang Jun raised his foot and kicked him.

Luo Xiaojun became even happier after being kicked.

"Uncle Master, how dare I set a trap for you? The main reason is that I'm afraid that this trivial matter will trouble you too much, so I don't dare to tell you directly."

"Hmph, you kid."

After saying that, he waved: "Come here and let me kick you again."

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he did not hesitate.

He just stepped forward and stuck his butt out.

"Uncle Master, you must be gentler... ah."

A cry of surprise came, and Luo Xiaojun's whole body was like a kite with its string broken.

"Plop!"

The river ripples.

"Ha ha!"

When Sun Zhaocai and Ding Erzhu, who were nibbling on the duck neck, saw this, they immediately felt that the duck neck was more fragrant.

"Uncle Yang, do you want me to have someone stop him around the pond?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he replied angrily: "You, young master, are seeking personal revenge."

"However, if you two idiots are willing to do this, then you can do it, but you are not allowed to use my people."

"Okay."

When Sun Zhaocai and Sun Zhaocai heard this, they patted their butts and ran towards the shore.

In the past, Yang Jun threw them into the water, and Luo Xiaojun often led people to intercept them and let them soak in the water for several hours.

Today, it was finally his turn.

Luo Xiaojun is Yang Jun's most trusted person and has never been kicked by Yang Jun.

If I miss this opportunity today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get it again in the future.

"Boss, you go east, I'll go west."

Ding Erzhu screamed, more excited than his wife to give birth to a son.

"Better get a stick."

Sun Zhaocai jumped, broke off a wicker and held it in his hand.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, chased and intercepted him.

Just as Luo Xiaojun was about to climb ashore, he was kicked into the water by Sun Zhaocai.

He turned around and swam to the other side, only to be slapped again by Ding Erzhu.

Luo Xiaojun fell into the water for the first time and was inexperienced. After flopping in the water for a while, he gave up.

On the other hand, Sun Zhaocai and Ding Erzhu were extremely excited, more happy than chewing a duck's neck.

There is no other reason, I finally got my revenge today.

Seeing them having fun, Yang Jun just smiled.

After a while, Yi Qiushui came.

"Your daughter misses you."

After throwing Eleven Niang into Yang Jun's arms, Yi Qiushui sat beside him and ate fruit leisurely.

Seeing the little man in his arms tugging at him with a look of disgust, Yang Jun didn't feel that his daughter missed him at all.

"Hey, little baby, does mommy not want you anymore?"

Yang Jun had no choice but to hold his daughter on his lap and try not to let her face him.

He doesn't have a green face and fangs, nor does he domestically abuse his children.

I don’t know what’s going on, but Eleven Niang just doesn’t like him.

Maybe it’s because I don’t spend much time with her.

Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes and expressed her objection to his rogue behavior.

"Baby, I'm your daddy."
To be continued...