"Why!"

From last night to now, Xiao Lan's heart had been preoccupied with Xu Fan's safety.

At this moment, she finally found a protector for Xu Fan, but he had rejected her request without any hesitation, leaving Xiao Lan extremely anxious!

She perseveringly tried to persuade again, "Zen Master Wuming, I implore you to reconsider."

"Whether it's money or anything else, as long as you agree to my request, I am willing to give it to you!"

Zen Master Wuming shook his head with a smile and said, "Xiao Lan, benefactress, what you offer is like drifting clouds to me..."

"Even so, can't you agree for the sake of the relationship between my Xiao Family and you?"

It was the first time she had used her family's connections to negotiate, but Xiao Lan was beyond caring about proprieties at this point, all for the sake of helping Xu Fan.

"Hehe, it is the first time Xiao Buqi's daughter has begged like this."

Seeing Xiao Lan's helpless appearance, Zen Master Wuming chuckled, and then he began to explain.

"Xiao Lan, benefactress, you might have misunderstood my meaning."

"Ah?"

"Hehe, although I am a monk, I am also a martial artist at heart, and how could I lack a love for talent?"

As Zen Master Wuming spoke, he glanced at Xu Fan and said with great appreciation, "This young benefactor is extraordinarily gifted. It's not just because you asked me; even if you hadn't, I would want to take him as my disciple!"

"Then you..."

Xiao Lan was confused. Then why didn't you agree to my request?

"Hehe, Xiao Lan, benefactress, did you know that a few days ago, in Jinling, the old man who was best at boxing, Zhou Fujun, was defeated by someone?"

"This..."

Zen Master Wuming suddenly changed the subject, leaving Xiao Lan puzzled. After hearing what he had to say, her face showed a hint of surprise.

Most likely, Zhou Fujun had kept the news quiet; otherwise, such an explosive piece of news would probably have been the hottest topic in Jinling recently.

Aside from others, Xiao Lan was now genuinely curious about who could have defeated Zhou Fujun.

While curiosity was one thing, the most important matter at hand for her was to get Zen Master Wuming to accept Xu Fan as a disciple.

Perhaps Zen Master Wuming meant for Xu Fan to take the person who had defeated Zhou Fujun as a master, but to Xiao Lan, that seemed too far-fetched.

She had no idea who that person was. Where would she find him to be Xu Fan's master and protect him...

"Hehe, Xiao Lan, benefactress, you mustn't think that I am asking you to find that person."

"Do you know who that person actually is?"

"Who is it?"

Xiao Lan asked, thinking to herself that if Zen Master Wuming wouldn't change his mind, she might as well go find that fellow to protect Xu Fan!

"Cough cough, Sister Lan, to tell you the truth, that person is actually me."

At this moment, Xu Fan touched his nose and interjected.

"Xu Fan, stop messing around!"

Xiao Lan gave Xu Fan an unceremonious glare. At a time like this, this guy was still joking around.

"Hahaha!"

Watching Xu Fan's disbelieving expression, the old monk couldn't help but burst into laughter, leaving Xiao Lan completely confused.

After shaking his head in a mix of amusement and disbelief, he nodded affirmatively and said, "Xiao Lan, benefactress, he is not lying."

"The one who defeated Zhou Fujun was him."

"What!"

Xiao Lan's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. If she didn't know this was their first meeting, she'd suspect these two were in cahoots to trick her.

Xu Fan defeated Zhou Fujun?

What?

She blinked, unable to believe it.

Zhou Fujun was an absolute martial arts master in the Jinling area.

At the very least, all the tough guys Xiao Lan knew, no matter how formidable, would respectfully address him as 'Lord Zhou' upon meeting the old man.

This...

Xiao Lan knew Xu Fan was skilled, but she couldn't fathom he was skilled enough to defeat Zhou Fujun!

"Hehe, Miss Xiao Lan, you should now understand why I refused you, right?"

"Some days ago, Master Zhou came to me and shared this piece of news, saying that a formidable young man came to Jinling and narrowly defeated him within a hundred moves."

"How could I, an old monk, dare to teach a young man who can defeat Zhou Fujun? As far as I'm concerned, I'm not qualified."

Although Zen Master Ming Wu did have a desire for nurturing talent, he was equally worried he might waste Xu Fan's potential.

Looking over at Xu Fan and seeing his somewhat unhappy expression, Zen Master Ming Wu couldn't help but smile and ask, "Young Master, what's the matter?"

"Nothing much..."

Xu Fan pursed his lips, guessing Zen Master Ming Wu probably didn't know that Zhou Fujun had lied to him.

And Zhou Fujun had the nerve to say that they had sparred a hundred moves and he had only narrowly won?

If that were true, Xu Fan would be better off running headfirst into a wall!

Xu Fan didn't care about the hollow reputation. Turning to Xiao Lan, he said, "Lan, no matter what, I thank you for this."

Although Xiao Lan's actions were superfluous, he knew she had good intentions at heart.

How could he not be moved by this silly woman who had braved mountains and rivers for his safety?

"You can rest assured, I won't be in any trouble."

He smiled and explained to Xiao Lan before walking over to Zen Master Ming Wu.

"By the way, old Zen Master, an old acquaintance asked me to bring you a message."

On his trip back to China, when he visited Old Buqi in Banan Village, Old Buqi had mentioned this old monk from Qixia Temple apart from instructing him to find his fiancée in Jinling.

Reaching the old monk's ear, Xu Fan relayed the message from Old Buqi to Zen Master Ming Wu.

"What!"

After hearing Xu Fan's message, the old monk's certainty wavered, and his eyes widened as he looked at Xu Fan!

If he had previously regarded Xu Fan with admiration for his potential, now he was looking at him in sheer astonishment.

"You, young master, you and that old immortal, are you..."

Watching Zen Master Ming Wu struggle to speak, Xu Fan couldn't help but shake his head in amusement. The scruffy Old Buqi in his eyes somehow held the illustrious title of an 'old immortal' in others' mouths...

"We've met once by chance, and he asked me to pass this message to you."

Xu Fan kept the true extent of his relationship with Old Buqi a secret, not wishing to invite unnecessary trouble because of Old Buqi.

"Hehe, I was thinking too much."

Zen Master Ming Wu didn't dwell on it; to him, the old immortal was always unpredictable, and it was quite normal for Xu Fan to have met him just once.

"Your words have enlightened me as though Bodhi himself has bestowed his wisdom upon me. Should I be fortunate enough to meet that old immortal again, I will surely express my profound gratitude."

Watching her own reverent Zen Master Ming Wu treat Xu Fan with such respect, Xiao Lan was left somewhat dumbfounded...

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