Looking at the stones on the ground, it seemed that there was still a note, Ximen Jin winked at his confidant.

After the confidant stepped forward to pick it up, after confirming that it was safe, he handed it to Ximen Jin.

After reading the note, Ximen Jin said to his confidant: "This is the news from Ran Yi, the owner of the holy chestnut wants to see me."

After saying this, Ximen Jin couldn't help frowning. He deliberately went to inquire about the owner of the holy chestnut, but found nothing, but why did he take the initiative to deliver it to the door now?

"Master, could it be a trap?" The confidant asked suspiciously.

"Whether it's a trap or not, I'm going to meet him. Whether we can get out of the current predicament depends on this turning point." Ximen Jin said.

At dusk the next day, ten miles outside Fengshang City, there was a mountain called Jibei Mountain.

When Ximen Jin appeared, he saw a very young figure from the back, which was very different from the image he thought of as the owner of the holy chestnut.

In Ximen Jin's view, the owner of Sheng Chestnut should be an old strong man, which is an established impression of a strong man, so Ximen Jin was very surprised by the young back.

"Are you the owner of the holy chestnut?" Ximen Jin asked proactively.

Han Sanqian turned around, looked at Ximen Jin with a smile on his face and said, "Isn't it like that?"

"Sacred chestnuts should be owned by masters. In my opinion, you really don't look like a master." Ximen Jin said lightly.

These words made Han Sanqian couldn't help laughing, walked up to Ximen Jin, and said, "In your opinion, what should a master look like?"

"Aren't you the real owner of the holy chestnut?" Ximen Jin asked Han Sanqian. In his opinion, Han Sanqian was probably just a tool man. The real owner of the holy chestnut didn't want to show up, so he did it. Send Han Sanqian.

This made Ximen Jin very dissatisfied. After all, he was a member of the Ximen family, but the other party only found a small character to meet him. Didn't he take him seriously?

"I don't look like that?" Han Sanqian smiled even more happily, he even saw the disdain in Ximen Jin's eyes.

"Tell him for me, if he doesn't meet sincerely, then it's fine." After speaking, Ximen Jin turned to leave.

This is the arrogance of a child of a big family. Even though Ximen Jin knew that the predicament he was facing now required the help of the owner of the holy chestnut, he was still unwilling to let go of his figure.

This is a habit. He is used to having a high status, so naturally he will not easily compromise with others.

"Kneel." Han Sanqian said softly.

Ximen Jin didn't understand what this word meant, but suddenly felt a huge pressure from top to bottom, and his legs couldn't be controlled, so he knelt on the ground, and he was not allowed to resist in the slightest.

At this time, the confidant who was hiding in the dark saw this and rushed out directly, wanting Han Sanqian to pay for his disrespect.

But before he got close, Han Sanqian struck him back with a palm in the air, and the blood sprayed in the air was like a blooming rose.

"I don't know what kind of strong person you think is like?"

Han Sanqian's voice came from behind, and Ximen Jin, who watched his confidant being repelled, finally realized his mistake.

The strong need time to settle, so most of the real strong are old people.

But this does not negate the existence of young strong men.

And the person in front of him is obviously a young strong man.

"Are you really the owner of the holy chestnut?" Ximen Jin asked in disbelief.

Han Sanqian didn't bother to answer this question, because he had already proved everything with his strength, so he asked Ximen Jin directly: "Do you want Ximen Chang to die?" JrNovels.com