Just like Pangu opened up the world and women's nest mended the sky, who would believe these strange and chaotic things?

Everyone just treats it as a myth and legend.

"You are really frogs at the bottom of a well!"

"If you haven't seen it, you don't think it exists."

"Things beyond my understanding, do you think I'm talking nonsense?"

"Forget it, don't believe it if you don't believe it."

"Xia Chong can't see ice and snow, but that doesn't mean there is no ice and snow in this world."

The old boatman was also a little bit proud, seeing that what he said was taken as a made-up story by them, he was immediately dissatisfied, so he simply stopped talking.

But those words of Lao Chuan's family made this group of rich people laugh.

As if playing tricks, they asked the boatman, "Okay, we are short-sighted."

"However, old man, since you are so swearing, you insist that someone killed the Lu family, and you insist that there are really destructive knights and swordsmen in this world."

"Then dare to ask the old man, do you know who this person is?"

"Such a powerful big shot, you are well-informed, surely you don't know his name."

Everyone laughed and asked the old man.

From the looks of it, they had to expose the old man's lies.

The old man snorted and said, "Hey, you are really right, I really know who this person is called."

"Also, you don't have to mock me."

"Looking at your clothes, I also know that one of you present is probably a rich man with a fortune of hundreds of millions."

"Compared with you, the places I go and the scenery I see are indeed far away."

"I have been boating on this West Lake almost all my life."

"In this life, I have only seen the sunset at this place."

"But although my vision is not as good as yours, I heard that you are far behind me."

"I have been boating on the West Lake for decades, and I have carried tens of thousands of guests."

"That year, a few people from other provinces visited the West Lake, and I heard about it from them."

"The real name of this swordsman is Mo Wuya."

"Son of King of Fighters Mo Gucheng."

"It's the best young junior in Yanxia Martial Arts today."

The old man spoke boldly, with an unspeakable pride in his words.

It's like, an old professor who has learned from ancient to modern times is showing off his knowledge to a few of his students.

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