Chaotic Sword God Chapter 522: Advent of Uncle Tian

The ancestor’s face suddenly began to flow with emotions, and the elderly face of the ancestor grew bright-red because of this excitement. It was truly hard to imagine that such a high and mighty Saint Ruler would suddenly lose control of his emotions like so.

“Jian Chen, if… if you can… if you can truly bring this senior to help our Huang family, no matter what request it is that you have, my Huang family will do its best to satisfy you.” The ancestor clasped onto Jian Chen’s shoulders with both hands and spoke in an exuberant voice.

“Senior, rest assured. This time, I, Jian Chen will do whatever it takes to invite that man over. When the time comes, I hope that you will rescind the betrothment of Huang Luan.” Jian Chen spoke earnestly.

“No worries, no worries at all. As long as that senior helps my Huang family, then the Huanggu family wouldn’t even dare let a fart out after we cancel the betrothment.” The ancestor replied. At that moment, he felt no more hesitation and had no more qualms about offending the Huanggu family.

A short moment later, the ancestor seemed to have thought of something, and immediately had a rather artificial look on his face, “However, Jian Chen. You must first let me see this senior for me to agree. As long as I can get this senior to personally agree to help, only then will I consider this to be a done deal.”

“Very well, I will first return to invite this senior!”

After leaving the mountain peak of the ancestor, Jian Chen returned to the Huang family’s villa where Huang Luan was and walked to the second story of the pavilion.

There was still the lingering scent of orchid in the room, and upon entrance, Jian Chen felt rather intoxicated by the smell. Jian Chen didn’t know that this was the smell of orchid to begin with, and neither did he know what the importance behind this essence was.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind her, Huang Luan seemed to have realized that it was Jian Chen from her spot next to the window and whirled around to look expectantly at him. A trail of tears could

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