"Oh, who cares who they are? Master, you can rest assured. As long as it is the person you like, I'll see who dares to make a move!" Old Buffon said confidently.
Yang Ming nodded. He believed in Old Buffon's words. From these few days, it could be seen how terrifying Old Buffon's influence was. Although Old Buffon was respectful to him, acting like a child, it was only in front of him. Yang Ming naturally could imagine how imposing he was in front of others.
"With your words, I am relieved." Yang Ming knew that Old Buffon also gave him a kind of guarantee. In other words, in this place, no matter how much trouble Yang Ming got into, Old Buffon could settle it.
Moreover, Old Buffon was also very willing to do something for Yang Ming. After all, he was Yang Ming's apprentice and wanted to keep learning Kung Fu from Yang Ming. If he didn't often pay "tuition fees," he would not have peace of mind.
