The old man nodded and said earnestly to Zhao Yun, "In an ordinary martial arts contest, your brother-in-law is naturally no match for your two senior brothers, but if it were amidst the chaos of battle, your brother-in-law could easily take their lives."
"Master, what you're saying is somewhat biased," a strange male voice came from outside the door.
Upon hearing this voice, Zhao Yun frowned, and the smile on Zhao Yu's face slowly faded, replaced by a cold indifference.
At this moment, an exceptionally strong horse trotted in from outside and stopped in the courtyard; afterwards, a handsome man with a smile capable of driving thousands of young women wild stepped into the small house.
"Zhang Xiu, what are you doing here?" Zhao Yun named the newcomer in one breath, showing a look of impatience on his face.
Zhang Xiu first bowed to the old man, then looked at Zhao Yu, as if Zhao Yun wasn't there. Zhang Xiu slightly bowed to Zhao Yu and said with a smile, "Fairy, we meet again."
