"This old man Zhao wants to do some farming. I promised him this. Can you look for it nearby?"

"Farming?"

Baili Changkong was slightly startled.

Curious request...

But considering the character of my grandson...

"No problem, I'll contact you. How many acres do you want?"

"Thank you, thank you. Ten acres will be enough. Of course, thirty acres is better. I can also plant a hundred acres..."

When Zhao Si said this, he was obviously a little embarrassed.

"I'll give you three hundred acres!"

Baili Changkong promised openly: "It's just over Qingyuan Mountain, only four kilometers away from here!"

"Three hundred acres..."

Zhao Si looked at Baili Changkong and said sincerely: "Old man, you are such a good person. Your whole family is a good person. Thank you, thank you very much!"

"You're welcome."

Baili Changkong smiled and said, "Your name sounds familiar to me. Have we met somewhere?"

"Well...I'm very happy to meet the old man, but this is my first time in Shia."

"Yeah."

Baili Changkong didn't take it seriously after hearing this.

Baili Qingfeng added: "Perhaps Second Grandpa may have heard of his other title, called Zhao Swordsman."

"Sword Saint Zhao?"

When Baili Changkong heard this name, he glanced at the honest and honest Zhao Si in front of him...

Huh, Sword Master?

The title is quite domineering.

But it's so long...

Um!?

etc!?

Sword Saint Zhao!?

Baili Changkong felt that his breathing was slightly suffocated. He twisted his neck stiffly and looked at Baili Qingfeng: "The number one master in the Eastern Divine Continent... seems to be called this too!?"

"Yes, yes, he is the number one swordsman in Eastern Divine Continent, Zhao!"
Chapter completed!