Fu Yutang was like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. He exclaimed in amazement and slowly formed the image of a peerless swordsman in his mind.

He is tall and muscular, like an upright ancient pine tree, with both an otherworldly temperament and the tenacity of having weathered many hardships.

His face was resolute and profound, like a heroic statue carved on a thousand-year-old stone wall. His handsome eyebrows revealed a sense of righteousness, as if he could penetrate all darkness and evil. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if he could see through all the truths in the world.

His attire was simple yet elegant, a long robe with wide sleeves and black hair casually tied behind his head that fluttered in the wind. His every move was full of the elegance and unrestrainedness of a swordsman, and occasionally a few strands of hair added a bit of unruliness to him.

"Ah, I really want to see him soon." Fu Yutang said with shining eyes and longing.

Wang Dagui saw her face full of expectation and laughed, "I'm not bragging, he's really amazing. The custodian will be surprised when he sees him, and he won't be disappointed!"

As they were talking, Wang Dagui led Fu Yutang into a dark and narrow alley and stopped in front of an abandoned small house.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door twice. Turning around, he saw Fu Yutang looking around. He mistakenly thought that she was dissatisfied with the environment here, so he explained: "This house is his temporary place to stay. Your Excellency also knows that he is a swordsman who travels all over the world and only pursues spiritual pleasure. He does not value material things..."

"understand."

Fu Yutang nodded repeatedly. As a master, how could he take such a small thing seriously?

Thinking that he was about to meet a peerless master, Fu Yutang became inexplicably nervous. He quickly lowered his head and straightened his clothes, making sure to be in the best possible spirit to greet the master.

Maybe if she gets a good impression, the master will not consider her qualifications and make an exception to accept her as his apprentice, hehe...

Fu Yutang's mind was full of calculations. Although her original body was not well coordinated, hard work could make up for her shortcomings. With the guidance of a famous teacher and her hard work, it was not impossible for her to become a great swordsman.

Thinking of this, Fu Yutang's breathing became a little disordered. Hearing the response from the master in the room, she raised her hand to straighten her collar and a bright smile appeared on her face.

The next second, a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean look, short and stocky build, a round face, small eyes, a pointed mouth and a flat nose opened the door and appeared in front of Fu Yutang and Wang Dagui.

Fu Yutang exclaimed: "A master is a master. Even the followers around him are so unique, not like ordinary people!"

After a pause, he couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked another question, "Brother, is your hometown in the river?" Otherwise, why is it so similar to a kappa?

Middle-aged man: "..."

What the hell?

What a mess he was talking about, why couldn't he understand a word of it?

Where did Old Tan find such a weird guy?

Wang Dagui: “…”

Ahem, my Lord, it seems that she misunderstood something...

After a moment of silence, Wang Dagui covered his mouth, leaned close to Fu Yutang's ear, and whispered, "Sir, he is not a follower, he is the friend I mentioned, Gan Daping."

"Ah?" Fu Yutang's eyes widened instantly, his face full of disbelief, "You, you are the master?"

"What else?" Gan Daping lifted up the few strands of hair on his head, raised his chin, and said proudly: "I will never change my name, I am still a great swordsman, Gan Daping!"

Fu Yutang: "..."

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