Chapter 512

Hidden Mist Pavilion, Furong Hall.

In front of the teacher's chair, Yan Xiong sat upright with his hands slightly spread out, with a serious expression on his face.

He looked energetic on the surface, but in fact he was holding back a breath of strength to support himself.

Yan Jing stood in front of him, holding a roster with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other hanging by his side, with a serious expression on his face.

After a while, Yan Xiong said slowly: "The list in your hand is the list of masters that our Yin Pavilion serves. Please keep it. Except for you, you must not let others know."

"Father." Yan Jing's hand holding the list was almost trembling: "You..." Why did you give me this list in advance?

Before Yan Jing could finish his words, Yan Xiong interrupted him bluntly: "I still have a few more days to live, I know in my heart, if I don't give it to you now, I'm afraid in the future..."

"Father." Yan Jing sighed heavily, "No, you will be fine."

Yanxiong's physical condition is getting worse and worse, and this time his root attack is more serious than the previous few times.It's just that he has survived so many times in the past, Yan Jing held a shred of hope in his heart, thinking that his father would definitely get better again.

But Yan Xiong knew it in his heart: "Okay, you don't need to comfort me anymore, I know my own situation well, and I won't die for a while."

The word "death" is really too heavy for a middle-aged person.Even though Yan Jing has seen many lives and deaths, he still feels that he cannot face such words.

He said: "Father, even if you want to give me this roster, you can give it to me later, why do you want to give it to me now?"

There are many doubts in Yan Jing's heart, or more probably, it should be a lot of shock.

He has always known that although the Yinwu Pavilion is under the management of the pavilion owner, there is a real master behind it. It can be said that the Yinwu Pavilion has been serving certain people since its creation for 300 years.

It's just that he didn't expect that the head of the family turned out to be the master behind the hidden pavilion.

Yan Jing was a little unacceptable for a while, he had never had such a complicated expression on his face for more than [-] years, and his heart was full of turmoil.

Yan Jing's thoughts wandered, and Yan Xiong handed a medicine bottle to him: "Young master has taken this kind of magic medicine, I suspect it was done by people from Chaojiang Pavilion, you go and check it out, and arrange for someone to take the medicine away The antidote is prepared."

Hearing this, Yan Jing stepped forward and reached out to take the medicine bottle: "Yes, father."

"in addition."

"Also." Yan Xiong paused for a moment, his expression suddenly became more serious than before, "Yan Jing, it's time to prepare, I plan to pass on the position of pavilion master to you."

"Father." Yan Jing stared with an incredulous expression on his face, and said, "This is against the rules."

Throughout the ages, the owner of the Yinwu Pavilion will only be promoted to the owner by his designated heir after the official owner passes away.Previously, Yan Jing had already been promoted to be the deputy cabinet master, which was the first time in history. Yan Jing did not expect that his father would pass on the position of cabinet master to him even though he was still alive now.

Not to mention that this not only violated the rules of the Yin Pavilion, but Yu Yanjing was not ready for it, and he didn't want to take over the position of Pavilion Master at this time.

Yanxiong didn't give him too much time to hesitate: "If you don't agree, you can only agree. Now you already know who the master of our hidden pavilion is, and taking over the position of the pavilion master is just around the corner. More What's more, my body can't afford to procrastinate, so it's better to make a plan early."

(End of this chapter)

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