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After hearing this, the old man thought for a moment, and immediately took it for granted that the boy Jiang Feng was talking about was Ma Bozhuo, who had gone to see Aunt Ma Er early in the morning. He nodded immediately, but he clearly saw Jiang Feng's startled look.

"What's going on? Your kid won't send him to his afterlife when he comes, right?!"

When he said this and that again, the old man's expression was extremely frightened, as if Ma Bozhuo had already lost his life in Jiang Feng's hands.

"Then let's go. Shen Yue is guarding the hospital alone. I'm not worried."

Jiang Feng just said a word, then turned around and walked out of the room first.

When the old man saw him looking so carefree and neat, he didn't care. He put his hands behind his back and followed Jiang Feng in a posture that made him comfortable.

Only at this time can the relationship between these two people be seen as master and disciple.

Neither of them walked very fast, and their walking postures were very ordinary, but their figures seemed to have been pressed on the fast forward button.

They quickly disappeared from this side of the corridor, and when they reappeared, they had already left the corridor.

Since Aunt Ma's room was right in the middle of the second floor, the old man walked there quickly, but he didn't realize that Jiang Feng, who had been walking in front of him, had already disappeared.

The old man's mind was filled with Ma Bozhuo's various schemes and expressions, all of which made him recall the crazy things Jiang Feng did when he first accepted Jiang Feng as his disciple. Now that he thinks about it, It's actually quite warm.

As a result, just as he was thinking this, the old man came to his senses when he was almost at the door of Aunt Ma's room.

It was just when he regained his consciousness that the old man discovered that the apprentice who had been leading the way steadily in front of him was missing!

"Jiang Feng? Where did you go to play, you brat!"

In order to prevent the people in the room from hearing, the old man was very angry when he said this, but he still subconsciously suppressed his volume when the words came out.

Fortunately, Jiang Feng is also a warrior, and with his sharp ears and eyes, as long as Jiang Feng is still nearby, he will basically hear the old man's words.

Sure enough, not long after the old man finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared not far away, looking in the direction where the old man was at this time.

"Old man, what are you doing there? Why don't you come over quickly?"

It was when the old man heard Jiang Feng's words that he became convinced that there seemed to be some minor misunderstandings between himself and this great disciple.

In order to prevent the process of accepting his young apprentice from becoming more bumpy, the old man felt that it was necessary for him to visit Jiang Feng.

He wanted to see what kind of seedling would make Jiang Feng mistakenly think that the disciple he wanted to accept was someone else!

With this in mind, the more the old man walked toward Jiang Feng, the more surprised he became.

Perhaps the old man didn't pay close attention when Ma Bozhuo ordered all the Ma family members to return to their rooms, but he still knew a little bit about the direction of Ma Bozhuo's younger brother Ma Boyue's room.

The general direction is right here. I hope there won't be such an oolong incident of mistakenly admitting the two brothers later!

The old man prayed silently in his heart, but still pretended to be calm on his face. This made Jiang Feng, who was nearby, narrow his eyes and stare at the old man, find nothing.

"Old man, isn't the young apprentice you want the boy here?"

Following Jiang Feng's words, he suddenly stretched out his hand, landed on the door handle, and opened the door with force.

Inside, Ma Boyue and Ma Weiwei, who were frightened by the sudden movement, had stopped and looked at them.

The two little guys were so frightened that their hair stood on end, especially Ma Boyue, whose hair was the length of a normal man's short hair. Maybe he was too frightened, and his hair became more fluffy.