The next morning.

Ye Heng made an appointment with Cheng Xueye to go to Hirano City with him, preparing to sell these ten top-grade panmen knives to see how many gold coins they can be exchanged for.

The two agreed to gather at the entrance of Hirano Castle.

Ye Heng got up very early and had been waiting at the entrance of Hirano Castle for a long time. He looked at a carriage walking up the mountain road in the distance. The word Cheng embroidered on the curtain of the carriage, and he knew that it was snowy night.

"Brother Ye Heng, have you been waiting for a long time?" Cheng Xueye jumped out of the carriage and ran towards Ye Heng like a butterfly.

As he got closer, Ye Heng could even smell the faint fragrance emitted by Xue Ye's body. Today, Xue Ye seemed to have dressed up carefully, with a faint pink rouge on his face, as elegant as peach blossoms. Looking at Cheng Xueye, who was almost as big as him, his eyes were swept towards the slightly tender and beautiful little face. Ye Heng was a little confused in his heart. The little girl who was chasing him for a fierce chasing him all over the mountain, now she fell out to such a lively and charming person, this little fairy!

"No, I just came here too, are you staying in bed? You came so late."

"Brother Ye Heng, haven't you noticed that Xue Ye is different from usual?" Cheng Xue Ye smiled softly. Ye Heng's palm was rude and pinched the girl's delicate face without hesitation. "It's different from usual. The powder on his face is like a monkey's butt."

"Brother Ye Heng!" The girl was angry and almost lost her temper. This was the makeup she took nearly an hour to put on. "Brother Ye Heng, go by yourself. Xueye is angry and is going home."

She turned her back and looked at Ye Heng angrily.

Ye Heng hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "Okay, okay, it's not right for me. Today's snowy night is very beautiful, it's so beautiful..."

Ye Heng never praised women, but he seemed a little exhausted, "It's really... really feminine?"

"Puchi... Are you praising girls like this?" Xue Ye burst into tears and laughed, patted Ye Heng for a moment, then naturally took his arm and said, "Okay, I won't be angry, let's go, go into the city!"

Ye Heng was a little surprised that Xue Ye was too close to him now, and his mind couldn't help but feel a rippling.

Bang!

Ye Heng slapped himself to keep himself awake.

"Brother Ye Heng, what's wrong... why are you hitting yourself?" Xue Ye was startled by Ye Heng's actions.

"There are...there are mosquitoes..." Ye Heng made up an excuse and urged: "Okay, go quickly."

Along the way, Ye Heng clearly felt a murderous look at him, and confirmed that he seemed not from the Ning family. Then he realized that it was probably because of the snowy night beside him.

"Brother Ye Heng, I'll pay me to buy something." Xue Ye pointed his hand at a shop opposite. Although he didn't know what Xue Ye was going to buy, seeing that the guests in and out were all women, Ye Heng immediately understood what shop it was.

"Nixiang Pavilion...How can I, a big man, get in? Or you go first, I will go to Tianbao Tower and exchange these swords for gold coins. Are you here to find you?"

Cheng Xueye also realized that it was a very troubled thing for him to ask Brother Ye Heng to accompany her to buy things in such a place, so he nodded and said, "Then, Brother Ye Heng, go quickly, I'll wait for you here."

"Um!"

After leaving on the snowy night.

Ye Heng found Tianbao Tower.

Tianbao Tower.

Ye Heng walked into Tianbao Tower and looked around. He found that there were martial arts sold here. Although he had already practiced to the ninth level of the innate, he was hesitant that the warriors were qualified to practice martial arts at the sixth level of the innate level. When he was practicing the sixth level of the qi, he practiced the Dragon and Elephant Divine Art. Within three years, he had not learned much about martial arts.

"You should also learn some martial arts!"

"This master." The shop assistant saw that Ye Heng had been standing here for a long time, so he came up and asked, "I wonder if this master is interested in that thing, so I can introduce it to you a few?"

Ye Heng looked up and down at the waiter in front of him, thinking that it was worthy of being the Tianbao Tower. The two waiters' cultivation levels were actually at the sixth level of the innate level. He cleared his throat and said, "I have a batch of combat equipment for sale. I wonder if your shopkeeper can be in the building?"

"But suit?" The waiter looked up and down at the young man in front of him. He was not here to buy things. His attitude changed by 180 degrees and said proudly: "This customer, we don't collect everything in Tianbaolou. I don't know what kind of combat suit this customer brings? Is it the hand of a famous teacher?"

“I made it myself.”

"You... you made it yourself? Are you a weapon refiner?" The waiter was slightly surprised and re-examined the boy in front of him. His pair of squinting eyes were full of distrust. "Oh! I said why do you look so familiar? Are you not the fool of the Ye family? Go and go, get out, don't hinder my business."

The shopkeeper pushed and rushed forward. Ye Heng took a few steps back, stood there and was not retreating. He grabbed the shopkeeper's wrist with one hand and suddenly walked backwards.

"A dog's eyes look at things that are low on people!"

"Oh--" The shop guy screamed and flew out of Tianbao Tower.

"Okay! You dare to make trouble in Tianbaolou. I'm impatient with you!" Several guys in the store rushed up and surrounded Ye Heng in the middle.

"Catch him, don't let him run away. Damn, you dare to fight back! Let's see how I deal with you today!" The shop clerk who was thrown out by Ye Heng rushed in, swung his fist, and immediately smashed him!

"Stop!" A bright voice came from the upper floor, and a fat man with a wide body and a fat body and a long body, ran over from the upper floor, looked at Ye Heng, and gently slapped his eyebrows, saying, "Isn't this the fool of the Ye family? Who put him in?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly ran up and complained: "Shopkeeper, this fool has come in without saying a word. I thought he was a customer, and he said that there was a batch of battle equipment he had made himself to sell to us. I must have known that he was lying and wanted to drive him away afterwards. He even hit me. So many people have seen it. You can ask them, the shopkeeper."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was so angry that he pointed at Ye Heng and cursed: "You fool, dare you touch the brow of the uncle? Don't you know if you are entertaining a distinguished guest today? You know, you know, get out of here! Otherwise, you will be rude to you. Hello! Can you hear it?"

Ye Heng finally spoke at this time, "Shopkeeper, I thought you were the shopkeeper, and his eyesight should be much higher than the guys in your store. It seems that I overestimate you. Originally, I had a batch of high-quality combat equipment for you to sell to you, but now I'd better forget it. I'd better go to another house to take a look."

"Are you really here to sell combat equipment?" The shopkeeper of Tianbaolou was a little surprised to see that Ye Heng was not stupid, but he still said with a stern face: "What a coincidence, I have invited a first-grade weapon refiner who helps me identify combat equipment. Why don't you take out the combat equipment you practiced and let the master evaluate it?"

"I can't find it." Ye Heng looked up at the stairs on the second floor. He was indeed standing alone, and his cultivation seemed to be quite low.

The two looked at each other, and the old man smiled first and said, "Jin San, since he is here to buy the battle suit he has refined, then take the battle suit he wants to sell and take a look."

When Jin San heard this, he turned around and looked at Ye Heng with disdain and said, "You heard that the master is in a good mood today. I decided to help you see the battle equipment you have refined. Why don't you take out the battle equipment?"

Jin San's words were full of contempt for Ye Heng. This kid was only sixteen or seventeen years old. A kid of sixteen or seventeen years old dared to build combat equipment. It is estimated that the equipment he created was not even a low-quality product.

However, as a businessman, he will not dislike the quality of the things he bought. Mosquito legs are also fleshy when they are small. Then let the master help you see it and give him a few gold coins to let him leave.
Chapter completed!