Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

The old man bent down respectfully, cupped his hands and called, "Madam Huangfu..."

"Don't call me Mrs. Huangfu, my name is Zhang Xiaocui." Zhang Xiaocui frowned displeasedly.

Kang Weiguo knew something about Zhang Xiaocui, and said with a wry smile, "Mrs. Zhang, you are here too."

"Why can't I be here? This is home?" Zhang Xiaocui said without curiosity, Kang Weiguo blushed but dared not speak.

Zhang Xiaocui glanced at Zhuo Bufan's room, and asked curiously: "By the way, Lao Kang, why are you looking for that brat Zhuo Bufan?"

Kang Weiguo hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Recently, a little guy from the North sent to challenge our Xuzhou martial arts world. We dare not speak so much. I came here to ask Mr. Zhuo to help."

"A genius sent by the North? Has that brat Zhuo Bufan ever beaten him?" Zhang Xiaocui asked suspiciously.

But Kang Weiguo said: "I'm afraid that among the young people in Xuzhou, except for Mr. Zhuo, no one can win against that little guy, and the other's grandfather is Liu Xuandao from Jingzhou."

"Suppress Jingzhou with a black knife? Grandmaster Liu Xuan knife." Zhang Xiaocui's eyes widened.

They were chatting, but Zhuo Bufan walked out of the room, took a look, it was Kang Weiguo and Kang Youming.

Seeing Zhuo Bufan coming out, the two immediately walked towards each other, cupped their hands and shouted: "Mr. Zhuo."

Kang Youming lowered his head even more, and said: "Mr. Zhuo, the dog offended Mr. Zhuo last time by being reckless. I have already given him a hard lesson. I hope Mr. Zhuo can let go of the past."

Zhuo Bufan didn't take Kang Ning's matter to heart, and frowned, "Why are you looking for me?"

Kang Weiguo immediately stated the purpose of his trip. It turned out that the northern and southern factions of martial arts were bounded by Xuzhou and Jingzhou, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy came from Jingzhou. Let the Xuzhou martial arts community lose face, and the opponent is only a child, the older generation of martial artists must not be able to make a move, the most important thing is that the child who comes has a strong background, no one dares to make a move.

"So you came to me? But why are you sure that I will help you?" Zhuo Bufan said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Xiaocui snorted softly, this brat is quite airy.

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Kang Weiguo and Kang Youming were stunned for a moment. Indeed, Zhuo Bufan is not from the martial arts world, so why should he help?

"If Mr. Zhuo is willing to help, we can agree to whatever conditions you have!" Kang Youming asked tentatively.

Zhuo Bufan suddenly smiled and said: "If you can help me find Bingningcao, I can promise you to help!"

Although Qiu Jinse said that he could help him find Bingning Grass, he couldn't pin all his hopes on Qiu Jinse. Kang Weiguo is a person in the martial arts world. He uses a lot of medicinal materials to improve his body in martial arts. There should be a way to find Bingning Grass .

"Bing Ningcao is not so easy to find? Why does this brat want this thing?" Zhang Xiaocui was puzzled.

Kang Weiguo and Kang Youming looked at each other, and Kang Weiguo said: "We martial arts practitioners often get injured and damage our bodies and bones. We need to use a lot of precious medicinal materials to maintain our bodies, but Bingning grass is very rare. The time is too short, but as long as Mr. Zhuo is willing to help, I have a way to find Bingningcao."

"Really?" Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed brightly, his cultivation base has stagnated recently, and if he wants to refine supernatural powers, he must use Bingning Grass, which makes him very depressed.

"It's absolutely true. I have an old friend who travels around the world all the year round. I keep in touch with him. He must know where the ice grass is." Kang Weiguo nodded.

Zhuo Bufan said without inkling: "Okay, then I will help you with this." Another point, in fact, he himself is also interested in martial arts, but these low-level martial arts make him look down on them.

Those real martial arts masters in the comprehension world comprehend the laws of heaven and earth, smashing the sun with one punch, so terrifying!

Zhang Xiaocui pulled Zhang Huan and said, "My granddaughter and I also want to join in the fun."

"If Mrs. Zhang wants to go, there's no problem." Kang Weiguo said respectfully.

Zhuo Bufan looked curiously at Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Huan. He had long felt that their identities were not simple. Now seeing Kang Weiguo, the director of the Wushu Association, was so respectful, which confirmed his thoughts.

A group of people left the courtyard.

When I came to the top floor of a skyscraper, there was a large lacquered gold character—Xuzhou Martial Arts Association

For ordinary people, warriors seem to have disappeared in social life, but people living in high-level society know that warriors still exist, and warriors are the cards that many families rely on.

In the hall, there were many people sitting, all wearing various martial arts uniforms, and they seemed to be the owners of various martial arts gyms.

"Director Kang."

"Director Kang."

Many people greet Kang Weiguo, warriors never disdain money and power, only respect the strong, so only people greet Kang Weiguo, as for Kang Youming, many people disdain to talk to him.

Zhang Xiaocui, Zhang Huan and Zhuo Bufan walked behind.

There are seven chairs in the middle of the hall, and there are seven old men in white robes. The youngest one looks like Kang Weiguo, and the older one even has silver hair and a fairy-like posture.

In the middle is a man with short hair, about fifty years old, exuding a strong air pressure all over his body.

"President." Kang Weiguo cupped his hands at the short-haired man.

Several other people are directors of the Martial Arts Association. Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Xiaocui. The president Jin Yuqian immediately stood up and said in shock, "Mrs. Huangfu, why are you here?"

"My name is Zhang Xiaocui." Zhang Xiaocui said angrily.

"Hurry up and bring over two chairs." Jin Yuqian shouted.

Immediately, two high-quality carved nanmu chairs were delivered, Zhang Xiaocui sat down generously, Zhang Huan hesitated for a moment, pulled Zhuo Bufan's sleeve and said: "Zhuo Bufan, sit down, I'll just stand up. "

Jin Yuqian frowned and said, "Miss, this is your chair. As for the little brother, it's okay to let him stand, right?" When he was speaking, he didn't even look at Zhuo Bufan.

Not only him, but even the other directors didn't pay attention to Zhuo Bufan. After all, he was too ordinary. If it wasn't recommended by Kang Weiguo, they wouldn't even want to come here.

"Sit down, I can't be so ungentlemanly, can I?" Zhuo Bufan said with a smile.

Zhang Huan frowned, but was pulled into a chair by Zhang Xiaocui and sat down, looking at Zhuo Bufan standing alone in the middle, even if she was innocent, she could feel the contempt these people had for Zhuo Bufan.

Kang Weiguo and Kang Youming frowned tightly, and finally invited Zhuo Bufan over, but now the president is so contemptuous of Zhuo Bufan, maybe Zhuo Bufan turned around and left, and their hard work was in vain.