Traveling through time 10,000 years late, I was forced to become a powerful person

I am Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan looked at the middle-aged man who broke into the courtyard in front of him and confirmed that he did not recognize him.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said: My name is Fu Hua, and Mr. Fu who rented this small courtyard to you is my father. I am here today to discuss something with you.

The old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit, who looked old but was energetic, immediately flashed in Shen Yuan's mind.

Shen Yuan met Mr. Fu when he was practicing breathing techniques in the park. In the early stage of practicing breathing techniques, there will be some supporting boxing techniques to help enter the state of breathing techniques. Shen Yuan met Mr. Fu while practicing boxing. acquaintance.

Mr. Fu's family seems to have had a method of cultivation, but the three thousand years of spiritual energy depletion has long made ordinary cultivation methods useless, and due to poor preservation, they have not been passed down.

When the spiritual energy tide returned, Mr. Fu only had a few boxing techniques and some practice experience left at home.

Relying on these things left behind, Mr. Fu is still in good health even when he is nearly seventy years old.

Mr. Fu was very interested in these things, and after seeing the boxing skills practiced by Shen Yuan, he intentionally made friends with him. Soon, he became a close friend who often communicated with Shen Yuan about his practice.

Shen Yuan also taught Mr. Fu some breathing techniques during this process, but the techniques were not taught lightly, and the complete cloud and mist breathing techniques were not taught to him.

Even so, Mr. Fu still felt like he had found a treasure. He wanted to repay Shen Yuan many times but was rejected by Shen Yuan.

After Shen Yuan left home a few months ago, Mr. Fu rented this yard to Shen Yuan at a friendly price of half selling and half giving.

Without the help of Mr. Pay, even if Shen Yuan could rent an independent courtyard in the old city with a rent of several hundred yuan, it would have been in disrepair and would not have such a good environment.

Of course, this is not one-sided help. To be honest, the breathing techniques taught by Shen Yuan are worth a thousand dollars in this era of the return of spiritual energy, and a mere rent is nothing.

The communication between the two parties did not focus on pure monetary value, and it felt a bit like the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.

But in this way, Shen Yuan also knew why Fu Hua in front of him frowned before.

Last night, a group of little demons were attracted due to their practice. Although Shen Yuan used his magical powers to clean them up, a lot of damage was done to the yard.

At least in Fu Hua's eyes, Shen Yuan was still an ordinary tenant.

Shen Yuan made his yard look like this, and no one would be happy if he saw it. He was quite polite in not saying it directly.

It was difficult to explain the mess in the courtyard, so Shen Yuan said directly: If Mr. Fu Hua has something to do, it's okay to say it.

Fu Hua nodded towards the young man behind him, who immediately took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Shen Yuan.

I came here this time to take back the courtyard rented to Mr. Shen.

The rental agreement between Mr. Shen and his father was a gentleman's agreement. There was no rental contract, but a verbal agreement to rent the house. But taking it back early still violated the agreement with Mr. Shen.

There is a contract here. If Mr. Shen signs it, I can compensate him at twice the rent paid by Mr. Shen.

If Mr. Shen still wants to rent a house nearby, I can arrange other houses for Mr. Shen. What do you think of Mr. Shen?

Shen Yuan did not accept the contract, but asked Fu Hua, Is this Mr. Fu's instruction?

Fu Hua frowned slightly: This is my own idea and has nothing to do with my father.

In Fu Hua's opinion, he had given Shen Yuan a lot of face by putting down his business to come to Shen Yuan and preparing a compensation contract in advance.

But looking at Shen Yuan's posture, it seemed that he didn't buy his performance, which gradually made him feel unhappy.

Shen Yuan didn't care about Fu Hua's attitude and said with his usual expression:

The owner of this house is Mr. Fu. Renting this house is an agreement between me and Mr. Fu, and it is not a simple monetary transaction.

If Mr. Fu makes a request, I will move out of this place without saying anything.

But Mr. Fu Hua took over the job without your father saying anything. Aren't you worried about causing Mr. Fu's dissatisfaction?

Fu Hua finally showed a trace of anger on his face.

I gave this yard to my family, and it is natural for me to take it back. You don't need to use your father to pressure me.

You must know that you and your father did not sign a contract. Even if I forcefully take it back without giving you any compensation, it is still legal.

After a slight pause, Fu Hua glanced at the messy courtyard and the big hole in the center of the courtyard, and continued to say coldly:

You destroyed the house at will while you were living there. It's very generous of me not to hold you accountable. If you know what you're doing, just sign the contract and get the compensation and leave. Otherwise, just wait for the court's summons!

Fu Hua's threat finally made Shen Yuan's eyes turn cold, and the temperature in the air seemed to drop a bit.

On the stone table behind Shen Yuan, Bai Xue, who was trying to quietly fish out a piece of noodles to taste while they were talking, suddenly became hairy and immediately shrank into a ball of hair and hid in the corner of the stone table, shivering.

She could feel the displeasure in Shen Yuan's heart.

Last night, Shen Yuan casually killed so many monsters without showing any emotion, but this ordinary person in front of him made the big devil angry.

The big devil will just extract the soul of the guy in front of him and light up the sky lantern? Or just massacre the city?

Thoughts were flying in Bai Xue's mind.

Fu Hua, who was facing Shen Yuan, also felt a chill for the first time. In a daze, he seemed to see a large number of dead souls wailing in the courtyard, like ghosts appearing in the world.

But in an instant, Fu Hua's back was completely soaked in cold sweat.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and then two figures stepped into the courtyard again.

One of the beautiful women, who looked to be in her twenties, couldn't help but scream in surprise when she saw Fu Hua standing frozen on the spot.

Brother, why are you here?

Only then did Fu Hua wake up from the ghostly illusion as if he were waking up from a dream.

When Shen Yuan saw people coming from the Fu family later, he didn't pay any attention. He turned around and picked up Bai Xue, who had shrunk into a ball of fur on the table, and walked out of the door.

Fu Yu looked at Shen Yuan who walked out of the door with confusion, and then asked Fu Hua:

Brother, did your father also give you the task of finding Mr. Shen?

There was a hint of panic in Fu Hua's expression: Mission? What mission?

Fu Yu said doubtfully: My father specifically asked me to come here early yesterday and hand over the deed of this old house to Mr. Shen. From now on, this old house will belong to Mr. Shen.

If it weren't for this matter, why would you come to the old house?

Fu Hua's face instantly turned extremely pale, and he quickly shouted to Shen Yuan who had just left:

Sir, please stay!