Chapter: 823
"Murong Qingge, the 23rd generation disciple of Kunlun! I have met Mr. Song! My teacher, the third elder of Kunlun, vowel." Murong Qingge also introduced himself with bowed hands and clasped fists.
When Song Siming opened his eyes and looked at them just now, the three of them felt as if all the secrets in their bodies had been seen through.
Eyes that know everything! ! !
It's obviously just a plain, non-threatening gaze.
But it made them feel like they were facing an insurmountable mountain.
Really strong! ! !
No wonder even the head of the sect respects and admires this old man so much.
"Is Yang Chenzi okay now? I haven't seen him for decades!" Song Siming said, lost in memory.
"Master, everything is fine!!! He often mentions you in front of us, old man, saying that you are the person he admires the most in his life! I learned a lot from you back then." Eldest brother Wen Ruyu said respectfully.
"Hehe! It's rare that Yang Chenzi still remembers me! Decades have passed, and now some old friends are about to leave the mountain, and I can still have a drink with them with my old bones."
Murong Qingge and the three of them blushed for a while! ! !
Yang Chenzi, the head of Kunlun, is over a hundred years old, and he is still called a kid! ! !
It can be seen how old Mr. Song is.
"Mr. Song! This is a letter from my teacher, Yang Chenzi, who ordered me to deliver it to you personally." Wen Ruyu took out a letter from her body.
"Jiajia! Bring it to me!!!" Song Siming said.
"Yes! Grandpa!!!"
Song Jia took the letter from Wen Ruyu, walked to Song Siming, opened the envelope, and handed the letter inside to Song Siming.
After Song Siming received the letter, he began to read it.
After reading the letter quickly, Song Siming's face remained normal.
But my heart was very shocked.
If what the letter says is true.
That's a big deal.
However, he was still skeptical about what Yang Chenzi said in his letter.
It takes time to verify! ! !
"Yang Chenzi sent the three of you out of the mountain, isn't it just as simple as sending a letter?" Song Siming asked.
"Back to Mr. Song! This time the three of us came out to deliver letters, and also to accompany our junior sister home. She hasn't been home for ten years, and I, Kunlun, are preparing to enter the WTO. Master hopes to get Mr. Song Mr. agrees." Wen Ruyu said.
"Yang Chenzi and I are old acquaintances. Kunlun also sent people to help China when China was in the most difficult time. I have no reason to stop Kunlun from joining the WTO, but you have been reclusive for many years after all. I understand, if you still feel that you can abide by China's system after understanding it, then I welcome it." Song Siming said.
"Thank you Mr. Song!!!" The three of Wen Ruyu replied happily.
With Song Siming's reply, more than half of the purpose of their trip was completed.
The next step is to slowly understand the distribution of power in Huaxia, as well as various rules and regulations. JrNovels.com
When Song Siming opened his eyes and looked at them just now, the three of them felt as if all the secrets in their bodies had been seen through.
Eyes that know everything! ! !
It's obviously just a plain, non-threatening gaze.
But it made them feel like they were facing an insurmountable mountain.
Really strong! ! !
No wonder even the head of the sect respects and admires this old man so much.
"Is Yang Chenzi okay now? I haven't seen him for decades!" Song Siming said, lost in memory.
"Master, everything is fine!!! He often mentions you in front of us, old man, saying that you are the person he admires the most in his life! I learned a lot from you back then." Eldest brother Wen Ruyu said respectfully.
"Hehe! It's rare that Yang Chenzi still remembers me! Decades have passed, and now some old friends are about to leave the mountain, and I can still have a drink with them with my old bones."
Murong Qingge and the three of them blushed for a while! ! !
Yang Chenzi, the head of Kunlun, is over a hundred years old, and he is still called a kid! ! !
It can be seen how old Mr. Song is.
"Mr. Song! This is a letter from my teacher, Yang Chenzi, who ordered me to deliver it to you personally." Wen Ruyu took out a letter from her body.
"Jiajia! Bring it to me!!!" Song Siming said.
"Yes! Grandpa!!!"
Song Jia took the letter from Wen Ruyu, walked to Song Siming, opened the envelope, and handed the letter inside to Song Siming.
After Song Siming received the letter, he began to read it.
After reading the letter quickly, Song Siming's face remained normal.
But my heart was very shocked.
If what the letter says is true.
That's a big deal.
However, he was still skeptical about what Yang Chenzi said in his letter.
It takes time to verify! ! !
"Yang Chenzi sent the three of you out of the mountain, isn't it just as simple as sending a letter?" Song Siming asked.
"Back to Mr. Song! This time the three of us came out to deliver letters, and also to accompany our junior sister home. She hasn't been home for ten years, and I, Kunlun, are preparing to enter the WTO. Master hopes to get Mr. Song Mr. agrees." Wen Ruyu said.
"Yang Chenzi and I are old acquaintances. Kunlun also sent people to help China when China was in the most difficult time. I have no reason to stop Kunlun from joining the WTO, but you have been reclusive for many years after all. I understand, if you still feel that you can abide by China's system after understanding it, then I welcome it." Song Siming said.
"Thank you Mr. Song!!!" The three of Wen Ruyu replied happily.
With Song Siming's reply, more than half of the purpose of their trip was completed.
The next step is to slowly understand the distribution of power in Huaxia, as well as various rules and regulations. JrNovels.com
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