After dealing with a group of media and reporters, Yu Bai and Hua Jiang Xiaye walked on the street outside the venue.

I watched the Kendo Competition at three o'clock. It was already evening when I came out. The street lights of the Zangji National Technical Museum, which was slightly off, were not yet on. When I walked, I felt a palette hanging from west to east. The purple blue at the end melted into the city's luminous light bit by bit.

You can also see such bizarre scenery in Tokyo in the city, which is just a dreamy experience today.

"How do you deal with the reporter?"

"Just, let them stop harassing."

"Wow, it's amazing."

"Overall, the third in the world."

It seemed like he had a big fuss in the event, and he came out as easily as usual. Located beside Yu Bai, Hua Jiang Xiaye was stained with a sense of participation from accomplices. Behind them, the large roof of the National Tech Museum gradually became one of countless ups and downs.

"Yu Baijun, you always have magical places that I don't know..."

The car's horn was shouting on the street, breathing the more refreshing air, Huajiang Xiaye said vaguely.

The reporters must not be so easy to pass on. Hua Jiang Xia Ye was clear. She asked tentatively. In the past, she could have taken the man's answers as a joke and interestingly exposed, but the continuous incredible situation made her unable to let her go down easily.

Yu Bai glanced at the woman who lowered her head, "What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about anything."

Hua Jiang shook his head and smiled comfortingly.

This already means that you have something to worry about.

When we head to the station, the breeze sways on both sides of the street trees. The leaves sound a bit nice, probably because the warm scenery in spring will never be annoying.

Yu Bai could guess the thoughts of some women beside him, but they didn't have to point them out.

Its own specialness is a fact.

One day, Yu Bai will show his holy presence in front of others. He will either be under the light of today's swordsmen or before the crisis of destruction of the world tomorrow. He will not have to deliberately hide anything from women.

It is not bad to take this opportunity to silently reveal some information on the rational level.

"Then go for supper." Yu Bai suggested.

"OK."

"What a pity, I could have invited you to a big meal."

"Hahaha, it's not what Yu Baijun you want to run out. I went back and sat down. It wasn't good to get the money when it was over."

"I'm the target of public criticism. Sure enough, even if I'm low-key, the light can't be suppressed like the sun... I don't know how many bonuses there are, so it's doubled according to winning one next... I won so much later, it's a pity."

"It's a pity to say this! I missed the opportunity to clear your debts! Oh, don't look at me like this, don't worry, supper aa..."

The two returned to their original appearance and chatted with laughter. Suddenly, two strangers came forward.

"Hello, Mr. Yu Bai."

As we walked halfway, we were stopped by the unknown person, which was a little puzzled... There was a street away from the entrance of the tram, with pedestrians around us busy, and neon signs of various colors hung on the shops. Yu Bai and Hua Jiang Xiaye were in the lively night market. They looked at each other, and they were both strange.

Yu Bai said: "Hello, we know each other?"

"I don't know." The two strangers were polite and even looked respectful, and said bluntly, "I'm welcome to Songzhi Qingquan."

"..." Yu Bai looked at Huajiang, "...Who?"

"Pine branches and clear springs." said the woman, "Have you heard someone say...Who? Do you know me?"

“Don’t know.”

Yu Bai denied that he looked at the stranger again, "Who?"

The two strangers felt embarrassed all over their bodies. They were dressed in a straight dress and their momentum dispersed. One of them had eyes with his partner and quickly explained: "Master Matsuzhi is the honorary president of the current Sword Association. What Jingxin knew was passed down to the Eighth Generation Normal School, and the rank of Sword is...9th dan."

The stranger's tone, rigorous and slow, emphasized the last word.

The expected attention has not come, and even the two people in front of them are a little... lacking in interest?

It’s impossible, just forget about women. This man is obviously a master of kendo that is the best in history. How could he treat this name so perfunctorily? That’s nine dan, nine dan!

The man without a name shouted wildly inside.

On the opposite side, Yu Bai nodded casually, "It's Jiandao again... Now we are tired when we hear this word. Please forgive me, okay, what's the matter? Ask for compensation, or do you mean that the vulgar little loses, and the old one holds the game?"

"No, you misunderstood!"

The two strangers without names were panicked when they heard this, "Master Matsuzhi felt inferior to your skills. He wanted to ask you for advice and learn the art of kendo, and apologize for the misconduct in the competition... He just drank tea with friendly means, really!"

Another person said: "And sir... the competition finally caused a big misunderstanding. TV stations and all parties in the association, we also want to discuss with you how to deal with it properly..."

The two came with the kindness of Songzhi Qingquan, and the name of Songzhi Qingquan means the All Sword Association, and this posture can be said to be very low.

Yu Bai's expression was a little more serious.

"Thank you, but my friend and I have to go to have dinner, let's go someday."

"this……"

One person gritted his teeth, "Sir, Master Matsuzhi is not convenient to come forward. The reception club is just outside the street. Please consider it again! You don't want to be surrounded by countless media when you leave like today, right?"

Yu Bai paused. If the idea of ​​basking in the sun on the recliner was a one-minute thought, he thought about whether the other party was sincere or threatened. Soon he threw it behind and then thought about the impact of public opinion on Huajiang Xiaye.

He doesn't care, but the women around him are ordinary people living in Tokyo.

A large number of reporters were squatting under the Huajiang Apartment and inquiring in various ways. The smoky scene was really bad.

"Outside the street?" he said.

“Yes, it was specifically considered for you.”

Suddenly, Hua Jiang Xia Ye seemed to know what he thought, quietly grabbed his clothes and shook his head vigorously.

"what?"

"Don't forget it, I don't think they look like good people."

The two men were smiling bitterly.

"It's fine."

Yu Bai held Hua Jiangxiaye's hand and moved it away from her clothes. This action made the woman lose her strength, "I'm actually not a good person either."

When she was scanned by the man's eyes, she felt that her body became strange and her ears turned red. What was she saying? She knocked Yu Bai's hand off.

"I'll be back soon."

"real?"

"Um."

Hua Jiang was still worried and asked persistently: "How long will it take to come back?"

Yu Bai looked at the two men first. The other party was named after him and could not give the answer. He seemed to have not been explained. Yu Bai couldn't help but feel enlightened and smiled.

He turned around and said, "A street, walk over and have another cup of tea, how long will it take...you do it."

"...Five minutes?" Hua Jiang Xiaye really frowned and calculated carefully, but was not sure, "Walk over... Open the door..."

"Three minutes." Yu Bai said.

"That word is certain!"

"Well, just wait for me here, Xia Ye."

"ah?"

Hua Jiang Xia Ye was stunned for a moment, then suddenly recalled that during lunch, he told the other party to call his name. However, the turbulent afternoon passed, and the other party had never called him, and he could not have thought of this time...

She wanted to say something else, and the man had already followed the lead and walked through the brightly lit streets, waved his hands behind without looking back.

With a buzzing mouth, she sat down on the bench by the side of the road and hugged her shoulder bag.

...

...

The stranger without a name said nothing, Yu Bai followed him to another street, and the style of street lights and shops did not change much. When he walked into a quiet alley that was not cramped, there were few pedestrians. When the person who led the way stopped, Yu Bai looked up and saw the three words "Qingxian Pavilion".

"That's it, please come in. Master Matsuzhi and the crowd have been waiting for a long time." After saying that, they stood on both sides of the door, looking like they were going to guard outside to prevent idle people from waiting.

There are many people waiting for him inside.

A trace of light flashed in Yu Bai's eyes, like a smile, and mocking him again. He left the venue, found a place, arranged tea, and made a private appointment. His energy and reaction were excellent.

However, he didn't care much.

Is this club with Guyun Youcun under the name of the association or the private residence of Master Matsuzhi? This quick invitation is a sincere kendo courtesy or Hongmen Banquet. Who is thinking, who is making arrangements, and what preparations are there... These are things that Yu Bai doesn't have to care about. The gap in strength is as if the other party thought he was the first floor, and then to the second floor. In fact, he is on the fifth floor, and if he is willing, he can be five hundred floors or fifty thousand floors.

In comparison, Yu Bai is concerned about having supper with Xia Ye later.

Push the door open and strode in.

A graceful waitress came up with a smile on her face.

Yu Guangzhong, people with different clothes, waiters, warriors, and silent people in the darker place. The hall is spacious and there is a screen. The breath behind it is dense. The main owners should be there. The club seems quiet, but it is actually very lively. In Yu Bai's sight, the perceived characters have become ordinary men and women with ordinary background boards...

Quick cutscene.
To be continued...