I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

There was incredible joy in Shen Zhi's words, and his surprise was beyond words.

He could never have imagined that he would meet Yan Xiu here.

The young leader of the Youlong Gang originally wanted to take this opportunity to show off his power and ridicule Yan Xiu.

Unexpectedly, Shen's call of "Brother Yan" was like a cold water poured over his head, and the arrogance on his face suddenly froze, replaced by a look of astonishment.

"Yan...Brother Yan...?"

He said hesitantly.

The next scene shocked him even more.

Shen Zhi walked quickly to Yan Xiu, knelt on one knee, and bowed respectfully.

"Shen Zhi greets Brother Yan!"

He completely ignored the surprised looks from those around him, his face filled with excitement and joy that were difficult to conceal.

When the young leader of the Youlong Gang saw this scene, he was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Yan Xiu smiled calmly and motioned for Shen Zhi to stand up, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"I never thought that in just a few years, you have become the legendary hero Shen in the martial arts world. I am really impressed by you."

Shen Zhi stood up, scratched his head, and smiled naively.

His current appearance was very different from the usual cold and aloof "Shen Yidao" image, which opened everyone's eyes.

"If it weren't for your life-saving grace back then, there would be no Shen Zhi today. Please accept my greeting, Brother Yan!"

Shen Zhi wanted to kneel down again, but Yan Xiu stopped him.

"Okay, a man's knees are made of gold, so don't kneel down at every turn."

Although Shen Zhi had a tough personality, he did not dare to disobey Yan Xiu's words and had to stand up as he was told.

When the people around heard this, they all gasped.

They would never have thought that this ordinary-looking Yan Xiu was actually Shen Zhi's savior!

At this time, Ali, who was standing behind Yan Xiu, witnessed this scene and her eyes widened in surprise.

At first she thought Yan Xiu was just saying that to amuse her.

After all, judging from other people's descriptions, this hero Shen Yidao has been very popular in recent years.

He is not only the target pursued by many martial arts masters, but also the object of admiration of many young girls.

But I never thought that Brother Yan actually saved the life of the famous hero Shen Yidao.

"Brother Yan, it turns out that what you said is true!"

Ali suddenly appeared from behind Yan Xiu, her words full of surprise.

When Shen Zhi saw A Li, he couldn't help but look a little surprised.

If the other party had not called Yan Xiu "Big Brother", he would have suspected that after not seeing him for so many years, Yan Xiu had already married and had children, and had such a smart younger generation.

Yan Xiu gently touched Ali's head, with a faint smile on his face.

"Well, Brother Yan is right, isn't he?"

Ali nodded repeatedly, and her lively little braids jumped happily with her movements.

At this time Shen Zhi asked about A Li's identity.

“I wonder who this girl is…”

Without waiting for Yan Xiu to speak, Ali volunteered to introduce herself.

"My name is Chu Youli, and I'm a female hero who will be famous all over the world in the future!"

The girl's words were full of confidence and innocence.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhi laughed out loud, and then bowed to A Li with a serious expression.

"My name is Shen Zhi. I am honored to meet Miss Chu. Please give me your guidance!"

Seeing this, Ali giggled happily, her voice as clear and sweet as a silver bell.

At this time, Yan Xiu turned his gaze to the dumbfounded young leader of the Youlong Gang.

He walked forward slowly and said calmly.

"Well, are you willing to admit defeat?"

As soon as these words came out, the young leader woke up as if from a dream.

He looked for help to the leaders around him who had close ties with the Youlong Gang, hoping that someone could help him out.

But after seeing Shen Zhi's great courtesy to Yan Xiuxing, everyone understood.

Yan Xiu, who looks ordinary, is actually very likely a hidden master.

After all, to be able to make such an arrogant person like Shen Yidao kneel down and salute, his identity and cultivation must be extraordinary.

The young leader of the Youlong Gang opened his mouth, but the words got stuck in his throat and he didn't utter a single word, with a complicated expression.

He took out a thin secret book from his arms, his face unable to hide the pain of parting.

"A man's word is as good as his bond. Take it!"

After saying this, he handed over his family's unique martial art, the Eighteen Steps of Yunlong, to Yan Xiu.

Yan Xiu took the secret book with a smile, as if he didn't notice the distress on the other person's face at all.

"In that case, thank you very much, Young Master."

These polite words made the young gang leader feel a little depressed. Without saying anything more, he turned around and left.

"Look at what's going on. The flood has really flooded the Dragon King Temple. Family members don't recognize each other anymore!"

One of the sect leaders suddenly smiled and tried to smooth things over.

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted a wave of agreement.

The many leaders who had originally said that they would execute the villain Yan Xiu now had smiles on their faces.

Even Shen Zhi couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart that the face-changing skills of these martial arts masters were truly amazing.

Just when Shen Zhi wanted to drink with Yan Xiu and reminisce about the past and share the ups and downs of the past years, he found that Yan Xiu's eyes were fixed somewhere unknown.

Shen Zhi couldn't help but feel curious and looked in the direction the other person was looking.

The disciple from Jinghu Villa who had spoken rudely to Ali earlier suddenly turned as pale as paper after feeling Yan Xiu's sharp gaze.

"Brother Yan, what's wrong?"

Shen Zhi asked in confusion, with a hint of concern between his brows.

"You said before that you wanted to have me beaten to death, didn't you?"

Yan Xiu stared at the man and said coldly.

After hearing this, Shen Zhi's eyebrows raised and his eyes instantly became sharp.

The disciple from Jinghu Villa knew that he had nowhere to hide, and walked out from the crowd with trembling legs.

Then his knees went weak and he fell to the ground with a plop, his body shaking like a sieve.

"I am blind and have offended the elder of Hero Shen Yidao. I hope you will be magnanimous and spare my life!"

After saying this, he kowtowed several times.

Yan Xiu sneered when he saw this.

He knew that if he was just an ordinary person with no power or influence, the disciples of Jinghu Villa would definitely not let him go.

It is a waste of food to keep such a bully who relies on the power of others to bully the weak and fear the strong. It is better to send him to the west.

"Either you commit suicide on the spot to apologize, or let me give you a ride."

As soon as these words were spoken, the remaining color on the disciple's face instantly disappeared.

He knelt down and crawled to the feet of his master, pulling his clothes and crying.

"Master, please beg for mercy on my behalf. I don't want to die!"

The head of Jinghu Villa felt mixed emotions upon seeing this and sighed softly.

If he stood idly by when faced with his own disciples' cries for help, his prestige within the sect would probably be damaged in the future.

But just as he was about to plead with Shen Zhi, he was interrupted by the cold sound of a weapon being unsheathed.

"If you dare to say anything more, I don't mind changing the head of Jinghu Villa."

Shen Zhi drew his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the head of Jinghu Villa.

The leader felt a chill down his spine when he saw this.

Although he was the head of a sect, his cultivation level was far inferior to Shen Zhi's and he was no match for him at all.

"If you don't commit suicide yet, are you waiting for me to do it myself?"

He knew that it was useless to say more, so he cast a cold gaze on the disciple.