บท 648: Chapter 647 Art of Sword Integration_1

This single mention of 'son-in-law' momentarily made Ren Feifan's face heat up, and shortly after he stopped trying to guess the old man's intentions and asked, "Old man, I need to ask you, why haven't you returned to the Xu Family? Why haven't you tried to see me until now? How much do you know about Saint Doctor's Gate? Where did you get the Nine Xuan Divine Power from?"

Ren Feifan threw out several questions at once.

The old man just gave a slight smile without answering Ren Feifan's queries. Instead, he pulled out a Taishi chair, sat down, and picked up a brush to write a word on the paper.

"Jianghu!"

As Ren Feifan gazed upon these two bold and vigorous characters, he felt a surge of energy as if golden spear and armored horses were charging forth, boosting his cultivation by a notch.

The old man spoke slowly, "Where there are people, there's a Jianghu. What you see before you isn't my true self, but a clone along with a formation I've set up, all waiting for your arrival."