TIGER WU'S

THE HOLY FIRE WATER SECT

Suddenly the car driven by Wu Jin Ming stopped without cause on a deserted road. The fuel is still full and the condition of the previous engine is also fine. Many times he tried to turn on his machine but could not.

"Why Brother his car? The feeling was fine." Rubby glanced at Wu Jin Ming who looked solemnly turning on the machine.

"Eitherway! Wait here, let me check for a second."

Rubby nodded, Wu Jin Ming got out of his car.

He is not a mechanic, but anything that is beyond reason though he can do.

The car was no problem, everything looked fine. It's surprising that this car is not on at all. Wu Jin Ming began to think of checking with his strength.

"Rubby! Comedown!" call Wu Jin Ming.

Rubby went down and stood beside Wu Jin Ming who kept looking at his car without saying much. She knew her husband was upset right now. His many words would make Wu Jin Ming even more dizzy.

"I have to check it with my strength. Please watch around this place, to let me know immediately if anyone is passing by."

"All right!" Rubby looked here and there to make sure it was safe.

Rubby walked to get a strategic position that allowed him to see in all directions without moving.

Rubby gave a thumbs up as a gesture for Wu Jin Ming to already be able to start his action.

Wu Jin Ming nodded and instantly expended his spiritual energy on his palm. Both palms he wanted to stick on the surface of his car, but did not expect the car to move backward by itself. Just as he was about to chase her forward, Wu Jin Ming's car walked past him and entered a courtyard of the house.

Rubby was dumbstruck to look at it, his mouth was ready to ask Wu Jin Ming and was twitching like an oxygen-depleted fish.

However, he had no chance anymore as Wu Jin Ming hurriedly shrugged his shoulders a sign of not understanding first before Rubby asked.

The two of them walked after their car which had been parked neatly in a spacious courtyard. Behind him stood a large yet ancient cottage. Looking at it thoroughly, the place was very similar to a martial college.

From inside Wu Jin Ming's car came an extremely bright golden yellow light. It seems they recognized the light but did not dare to speculate considering the ring that had the light they left in Rubby's desk drawer. They weren't sure if the ring suddenly got here by itself.

Their doubts collapsed instantly as the ring completely floated out from inside his car.

Rubby and Wu Jin Ming looked at each other cluelessly.

"Eemmm .. umm ...!"

An old grandfather and the lecturer killer Chu Alexander suddenly appeared and was behind them.

"Welcome to the Sacred Fire Water Sect," said the old geezer welcoming Wu Jin Ming and Rubby.

"This ... this ... what does it mean?" ask Rubby confused.

Rubby glanced at lecturer Chu with a dislike look.

"Pardon our sassness, according to the information from the disciples, you kept an ancient letter belonging to our sect that had been lost several years ago," the old man said.

"Sorry, Old Grandpa! I don't understand your point. Let us get out of here. You guys have ruined my shopping mood" Rubby grumbled considering his plan to have fun at the mall had to fail.

Wu Jin Ming walked forward, considering Rubby's childish nature would make things chaotic.

"My name is Wu. May I know what kind of letter you mean?" wu Jin Ming asked politely.

The Old Grandfather was seen smiling despite being vague.

"Come with me! It's good we talk inside" he said later.

The two of them walked in front and Wu Jin Ming followed behind. Rubby was still standing with his face down. Inevitably he caught up, moreover Wu Jin Ming gave him an indisputable look.

The old man led them into a large room. Apparently they have been waited by several other people who sit neatly in their respective chairs. Everyone in the room got up and saluted their sect head.

'His grandfather was a sect leader. I don't feel good, do I?' Rubby held onto his crashing peek.

"Please sit!" The old grandfather asked Wu Jin Ming and Rubby to sit on the seat closest to him.

Wu Jin Ming and Rubby chose seats that were close together.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became silent. No one dared to open his mouth, as if they could not speak. Rubby felt that the old geezer's influence was really very strong there, seeing from the current obedience of the sect members.

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