Du He was slightly stunned, and soon reacted and stepped forward.

"Is the headmaster Wang waiting for the boy?"

Du He asked with a voluntary attitude.

Wang Xingbao said without answering: "Little brother, I have never seen any strangers in this shabby alley for a year and a half. Apart from one or two old friends, there are no foreign visitors. If you inquire all the way, you will find out what's going on, right?"

Du He didn't expect that in the last stick of incense, his origin was almost clear, and nodded awkwardly, "That's right, I'm really looking for you."

"Because I didn't expect my father to celebrate his birthday, you want to leave again? You are a good old lady and have less masculine demeanor!"

Wang Xianzhu raised her eyebrows and accused Du He with a manly spirit.

Du He couldn't help but feel ashamed. It seemed that he was really less imposing than this female Emei. Seeing Wang Xianzhu's uncovered contempt in her eyes, she unknowingly pushed her back up and upright.

Wang Xianzhu noticed Du He's small movements, rolled her eyes, and asked straightforwardly: "What's your name?"

"Du He." Du He replied honestly.

Wang Xianzhu said in surprise and said unexpectedly: "I didn't expect you to be called this name, I thought it was a pseudonym! It looks like a thing."

"Daughter, you're going out like this and scared the man away. How can you find a family for you in-laws in the future?" Wang Xianzhu was looking at Du He with his arms folded and without any concealment. Wang Xingbao suddenly gave Wang Xianzhu a thriller from behind, with a look of regret on his face.

It seemed that this was not the first time Wang Xianzhu had been preached. She shrank her neck and slapped her. She turned her eyes and aimed at Du He again, as if she had met a savior, shouting: "Hey! The surname Du, you haven't said what you are doing yet!"

Twitched left and right, and the topic was strangely pulled away from Du He's body, and finally got back so strangely.

But Du He's purpose was exactly the reason why the father and daughter were waiting in the alley. When he heard his daughter mention it, Wang Xingbao ignored everything else, patted his head and looked at Du He apologetically.

"Yes, little brother, you come here specially, it must be a matter of interest. How can you avoid it just because you care about me?"

Du He was helpless. On the one hand, he had a greater understanding of Wang Xingbao's character. On the other hand, Wang Xingbao mentioned it again and again, but Du He could no longer make excuses and had to be honest.

Du He breathed, calmed down, and said to Wang Xingbao: "Master Wang, do you still remember the head teacher of Liankui? Ten years ago, you once had a game."

As soon as Du He finished speaking, he saw that the Wang family's father and daughter changed their faces. It seemed that Wang Xianzhu also knew something about what Du He said.

"Celebrity Master Du... Who is you?"

After a while, Wang Xingbao asked in a daze.

"It's my father." Du He said calmly.

Wang Xingbao nodded silently and stared at Du He's face, as if he was looking at another person through Du He.

Du He has seen this kind of look on people around him several times, focusing on Jiang Zhongye and his mother Lu Yuzhen.

However, when Jiang Zhongye looked at Du He's face that was not like his father, he had memories and regrets in his eyes, while his mother was a kind of pain. Because of this, Du He became more and more confused about how to get along with his mother.

It’s really hard to meet each other, and it’s the same if we don’t meet each other.

But what is strange about Du He is that he actually saw the look of reminiscence in Wang Xingbao's eyes. What is the reason?

Wang Xingbao had a game with Du Zhongheng ten years ago. Although Du Zhongheng failed to escape at the last moment, Jiang Zhongye replaced Du Zhongheng to complete the game, defeated Wang Xingbao, and told him to lose face in front of everyone. Shouldn’t he be full of resentment when talking about the old enemy?

"Master Wang, why do you seem to..." Du He spoke hesitantly.

Without waiting for Du He to explain, Wang Xingbao understood Du He's meaning, sighed, and said with regret: "The competition with your father is the thing I regret the most in my life. Since then, I have never competed with anyone with magic again."

"Why?" Du He couldn't help asking.

When Wang Xingbao heard Du He’s question, he looked at Du He in confusion, "Ling Zun had an accident when he was competing with me. Don’t you know? I…I thought your mother would at least tell you."

"Then didn't I say something I shouldn't have said?"

As Wang Xingbao spoke, his face changed again, and his eyes at Du He were already filled with more regret.

Du He lowered his head slightly, shook his head, and whispered: "I already know. In order to make me concentrate on my studies... I only found out two days ago."

Wang Xingbao showed a look of surprise, gradually, smiled again, and murmured: "Azhen has such a temperament. She will bear everything herself, and no one can rely on it..."

"Do you know my mother?" Du He asked in surprise, his face became serious, reminding Wang Xingbao, "Outsiders should not talk about the name of their mother."

"Du He, don't you know that your parents and my father knew each other back then, if it weren't for your father..." Wang Xianzhu suddenly stretched out her head from behind Wang Xingbao and said hurriedly.

"Azhu!" Wang Xingbao suddenly interrupted Wang Xianzhu's words quickly, glared at her sternly, and asked Wang Xianzhu to swallow the next words unwillingly.

Du He frowned and wanted to ask clearly, but because of the involvement of his parents, he had to ask many questions, so he had to put his doubts in his heart, suppressed this, and asked instead: "When did you know that my father had an accident back then? Why didn't you say it?"

"What's your tone? It's a bit polite to talk to my father! Your father had an accident, and he didn't want to talk to my father!"

Wang Xianzhu's eyebrows stood up and she pushed back without showing any weakness.

Wang Xingbao was not angry, but just pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Du He, when I was competing with your father, I knew that at his level, water should have come out before half a cup of tea, but what came out later was Ye... It was my father who rescued him with Aye, but he had already hurt his internal organs. After a while, he left..."

"I advised your father at the beginning and said that the competition would be cancelled, but for various reasons, your father still used that magic... I don't know what he experienced at that time, but I can tell you with certainty that with his level, as long as he performs normally, there will never be any accidents."

Wang Xingbao spoke sincerely. When talking about Jiang Zhongye, he also used the kind title of "yezi". It seemed that the few people were old acquaintances and very close relationships.

"Since you are old acquaintances and have a good relationship with each other, why did Master Wang propose to compete with my father?"

Du He keenly grasped the contradiction and raised the problem sharply.

If Wang Xingbao had a ghost in his heart, he would hesitate at this time, but when Du He asked, Wang Xingbao's face was actually a hint of heartache.

"It's an old friend who asked me to win your father in a competition and let him quit the magic world. This old friend is by no means a privacy villain. Every word he mentioned is sincere, and his words are full of concerns and anxiety about your father. Naturally, he has his considerations, not harming your father. But I still haven't figured out why he suddenly made this request."

"What I didn't expect was that Ah Heng would leave the magic world in this way... He is a real genius... It's a pity... God is jealous of talent."

Wang Xingbao was generous in nature. When he talked about it later, his tone was a little hoarse, but he did not shed tears like Jiang Zhongye.

But everyone who has heard of that vicissitudes of life knows that Wang Xingbao just didn't cry. He was still heartbroken, and the pain was no less than that of Jiang Zhongye.

Different temperaments and different ways of expression are just different.

"I want to know who asked you to propose this competition."

Du He was silent for a while and still made his own request.

Wang Xingbao looked at the young man who was holding his fists and bowing for a while, but he didn't say anything. Finally, his mouth moved slightly and he said a name.
Chapter completed!