While Zhou Wen and Mr. Situ were still discussing the details of the flying club, a waiter came over and informed them that they could get off the boat.
Only then did the two of them notice that the first deck was already filled with passengers. Under the guidance of the crew, the slender flow of people slowly moved ashore along the bridge.
Mr. Situ was in a good mood now, so he rubbed his stomach and joked: "Look, you started the topic, which delayed my breakfast. Now my stomach is empty. I need my nephew to entertain me after I get off the boat." Only if it’s good.”
Zhou Wen laughed and said: "Haha, my uncle has an order, how dare my nephew disobey. It's just that my nephew has this intention, but I'm afraid he won't have the chance."
Mr. Situ also laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha, I don't care. Anyway, you owe me a meal, so I'll remember it for you."
After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's get off the boat."
Of course he knew what Zhou Wen meant. I'm afraid there was already a large group of senior officials and nobles waiting on the pier. It would be Zhou Wen's turn to treat him.
I saw everyone carrying their luggage that had been packed long ago and following Mr. Situ to the gangway.
Mr. Situ walked a few steps and then turned back to Zhao Xiaojin and said: "Master Zhao, it is rare for Dahai and the others to meet an expert like Master, so please take the time to give them some guidance."
Zhao Xiaojin said with a smile: "Dahai and the others are all good talents and have a solid foundation. Leaving them to practice with me will only delay them. I will find a good master for them when we get back."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Situ thought that Zhao Xiaojin, a martial arts master, looked down on Situ Hai and the others, and was deliberately trying to shirk the blame. His smile suddenly froze.
Seeing this, Zhou Wen quickly explained: "Uncle, what my senior brother means is that Brother Hai and the others have followed the path of external boxing since they were young, and internal boxing needs to be practiced since childhood. Now let them change to internal boxing." Mental skills, but they are getting twice the result with half the effort, so it would be better to find a master from the outside world to teach them."
Mr. Situ is also a martial arts practitioner and immediately understood what Zhou Wen meant. Even though I knew I had misunderstood Zhao Xiaojin, the martial arts master, I still thought about Situ Hai and the others.
But he was still a little suspicious and said: "Do you know the master of Waijiaquan? Are they willing to accept disciples? Are you sure?"
In Mr. Situ's view, among masters like Zhao Xiaojin who combine martial arts knowledge and skills, who is not a dragon that sees the beginning but fails to see the end? What's more, people may come out to help because they are your fellow disciples. It's already a big deal for one of them. Can these martial arts masters still spring up like bamboo shoots after the rain, one after another? Is Grandmaster starting to lose value?
And now he didn't regard Zhou Wen as an outsider, so he asked his doubts directly.
Zhou Wen explained with a smile: "My nephew hasn't had time to tell his uncle yet. My nephew also has a senior brother who is a Shaolin master. It is most suitable to teach Brother Hai and others."
Mr. Situ was a little confused when he heard this. Aren't you from the Wudang Clan? Why would a senior fellow from the Shaolin Sect pop up again? Isn't this a bit confusing?
Zhou Wen couldn't elaborate, so he chuckled and said, "That's the thing. My nephew's master is indeed a Wudang master, but my nephew has another adventure, and his inner strength and feet are also related to Buddhism, so he also recognized him. Shaolin senior brother."
Mr. Situ is also an old martial artist. Knowing that this is Zhou Wen's privacy, he stopped asking in detail, but still asked with some uncertainty: "Compared with Master Zhao, your Shaolin senior brother..."
Zhao Xiaojin said: "Senior Brother Miaohua's martial arts is not inferior to Zhao's, so don't worry, sir."
Zhou Wen knew that these were Zhao Xiaojin's humble words. In fact, compared to Miaohua, he was only half as good as Miaohua. If they didn't let go of their hands and feet to fight for life and death, no one knew who was smarter.
But at this time, in order to reassure Mr. Situ, he didn't say anything clearly. He just said that Brother Miaohua was in Shanghai, and when they got off the ship, they would arrange for Situ Hai and the others to apprentice with him.
Zhou Wen didn't just want Situ Hai and others to learn martial arts.
Mr. Situ is so dedicated and dedicated to serving the country, so naturally Zhou Wen must do his best to protect his descendants.
Since you are going to the battlefield, you must at least be proficient in all military skills. Even if you are unfortunately shot down by the enemy in the air, you must at least have some self-protection and wild survival ability after parachuting. Moreover, if they practice martial arts well, their body coordination and reaction speed will be greatly improved, which will also help them fly airplanes in the future.
As for whether Miaohua is willing to accept a disciple, that's not an issue. Senior Brother Miaohua is a person who knows righteousness. After he knows Mr. Situ's character and ambition, he will definitely love his family and teach Situ Hai and his three disciples carefully.
But he didn't know that Mr. Situ was extremely shocked by the few words he and Zhao Xiaojin exchanged.
The head of the Wudang Sect has exceeded Mr. Situ's imagination, which made him feel that Zhou Wen, the cheap nephew who was picked up now, is a bit unpredictable. But now a Shaolin master suddenly appears, which feels very unreal!
By the way, is your family a wholesale guru?
Mr. Situ is a martial arts practitioner, so he naturally knows the three major realms of martial arts.
The problem is, with Hongmen’s tens of thousands of people and hundreds of years of history, I haven’t heard of any masters who can combine Qi and Qi.
Although the country is different, there are many sects and martial arts that have been passed down for thousands of years, but based on what Mr. Situ has seen and heard for decades, he has never heard of anyone who is a martial arts master who combines Qi and Jin.
Of course, just because he knows that he doesn't know doesn't mean that he doesn't have it. For example, famous sects such as Shaolin and Wudang, which are at the level of masters, are likely to hide such masters. However, masters who have reached the master level are either the Optimus Prime of the sect or the signature symbol of the sect. Who would take the initiative to serve as bodyguards and subordinates for others before it is too late to provide for them.
Now it's good for you, you have a Wudang master on the left and a Shaolin master on the right, and they all seem to have become your subordinates. Could this cheap nephew be the illegitimate son of the principal?
No, let alone the principal's illegitimate son, even the principal himself may not be that capable of bringing these martial arts masters under his banner.
Wow, this nephew is really a monster!
No wonder killing little Japanese is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables. Nine carefully selected agents of the Japanese intelligence agency were killed without even making the slightest sound. Moreover, the method was quite secretive and clean. No one knew where they hid the body. It felt as simple and natural as eating and drinking.
Thinking of this, Mr. Situ was also satisfied with his choice.
I feel more at ease by leaving my nephews to Zhou Wen to take care of. At least there should be no problem with this person's quality and ambition, otherwise how could he possibly win over a martial arts master to work for him.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Zhou Wen whisper in his ear: "Uncle, look, the person greeting you has already arrived."
