You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Can you tell me about your level of strength?"

Ye Lin picked up the teapot, poured a cup for the old man, put it in front of the old man, and then asked slowly.

"It's very simple, third rate, second rate, first rate, master, great master, heavenly being."

The old man drank the tea in the cup in one gulp and said calmly. He did not ask Ye Lin why he didn't know this common sense. He was not a simple person to be able to open a teahouse in this deserted place.

The rules of the river and lake are: ask less, talk less, do less.

After listening to the old man's words, Ye Lin nodded, he had quite a lot of realms.

However, he also discovered that the old man in front of him was also a so-called warrior. Judging from the strength of the air flow in his body, at the seventh level of Qi training, although the air flow in the old man's body was not strong, the air flow was indeed strengthening his body.

Maybe this is what warriors call internal strength?

But if the old man had a fight with a monk at the seventh level of Qi training, maybe the old man could win, because the old man's physical strength was hovering at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training.

A little martial artist.

"Okay, I understand what I need to understand, and it's time to go."

At this time, Ye Lin picked up a small stone from the ground, and with a stroke of his right hand, the small stone suddenly turned into a piece of silver. He put the silver on the wooden table, and Ye Lin turned around and left.

Just a little spell.

Before Ye Lin took two steps, the ground began to tremble slightly. The next moment, a dozen horses came rushing towards this side, and finally stopped steadily in front of Ye Lin. From the horses, more than a dozen people stepped down. A strong man wearing animal skins.

Without exception, these strong men all held a long knife in their hands.

There is a man sitting on the horse in the center. In front of the man, there is a woman lying. If you look closely, you can see that the woman is the old man's daughter.

"Hahaha, a dignified swordsman from Mobei actually opened a small teahouse here. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, what's the matter? Are you planning to retire from the world?"

At this time, the man looked at the old man with a smile and touched the butt of the woman in front of him.

"Let my daughter go."

The old man said in a deep voice, and then slowly stood up, exuding a powerful aura from his body.

"Let him go? Tsk, he is indeed a swordsman from Mobei. Not only is he powerful, but his daughter is also so delicate. I wonder how it tastes."

The man saw the old man's actions and continued to challenge.

"Go get my knife."

The old man said to the waiter behind him, and then turned to look at the man in front of him.

"The rules of the rivers and lakes are to take revenge and complain, but it will not bring harm to my family, so I let my daughter go."

The old man continued, his eyes fixed on the man like an eagle.

"Tsk, what a pity. I won't abide by this rule today. Someone is paying for your life, and that includes your daughter's life."

"When I caught your daughter, I didn't take action, but let you see her for the last time. How about that? Am I kind-hearted?"

The man said with a smile, and at this time, the waiter came up from behind the old man and handed the old man a long wooden box. The old man opened the lid, and inside, there was a long knife emitting cold light.

"If you dare to hurt my daughter, either you or the person behind you will die."

The old man said in a solemn tone, and then a powerful aura erupted from his body. All the dust on the ground with a radius of three meters was swept up, and the fallen leaves in the surrounding areas were also washed away.

"Tsk, I won't move your daughter for the time being. I'll give you three breaths. If you can get close to me in three breaths, I will let your daughter go."