I didn’t expect that even an ordinary restaurant in this remote suburb could be booked out?
"Are you from Huashan?" Han Muchun frowned, thinking to himself, Huashan disciples, what are you doing here?
And the venue is also reserved. Is it such a grand event?
The leading disciple said proudly: "Yes, they are Huashan disciples! Today, several of our Huashan ancestors are dining here, so we have reserved the place."
There was a restaurant owner behind him who also looked helpless.
They can't afford to offend these Taoists.
Of course, the money for booking the venue is sufficient, which is the only good thing.
"We will have a meal here." Tang Yiyi said, "We will leave after eating."
"No." The group of people disagreed. "You go to other places to eat!"
When Han Muchun heard this, he immediately became furious: "Is there any other place to eat here!?"
After all, he has been in the Yongzhou camp all year round and knows this area well.
Before entering the mountains, this hotel is the last place to stay.
"Then I don't care." That group of people was very domineering and refused to accommodate anything they said. "You can go wherever you like. Anyway, we have reserved the place today."
"Why don't you wait outside. Wait for our ancestors to eat and drink well. After we leave, you can come in to dine again!"
That’s not true!
When Han Muchun heard this, he became furious.
"You guys, don't bully others too much!" Han Muchun was furious.
"What?" Those Huashan disciples said with a cold smile, "Boy, do you want to fight?"
If nothing else, in terms of action, Huashan is really nothing to be afraid of in Yongzhou.
Huashan Mountain in Xiyue is the fourth cave of Taoism. It is a place where outstanding people and talents emerge in large numbers.
The disciples within the sect are naturally proud of the others and have few rivals.
"Do you know who I am?" Han Muchun saw that the other party was not a friendly person, so he prepared to announce his identity before taking action. "I am from the Yongzhou Army! I am in charge of the logistics department!"
"Haha, you're just a big-headed soldier, how dare you show off in front of us?"
"I thought you were the God of War, you are so loud!"
When the Huashan disciples heard this, they laughed and didn't take it to heart at all.
"That's unreasonable!"
Han Muchun was even more furious when he was ignored by several young Huashan disciples.
So he continued to bring out his cousin: "My cousin is Li Pingliang, one of the Eight Cavalrymen of Yongzhou!"
"You don't know me, but you must have heard of my cousin!"
After saying his cousin's name, Han Muchun couldn't help but show a proud look, as if his face was illuminated.
Li Pingliang!?
The few Huashan disciples looked at each other.
Seeing that they didn't know each other, they were about to answer.
But just then - "What are you doing over there? What's so noisy?"
Several Huashan disciples looked back and were shocked. They bowed their heads and stepped aside, calling themselves elders.
I saw an old man with a tall figure, an immortal spirit, and great style.
As soon as he appeared, all the Huashan disciples around him bowed their heads and did not dare to take a breath.
Ye Feng took a closer look and couldn't help being surprised.
Thought: What a coincidence!?
The person who came was none other than Master Hidden Sword who was the referee at Baiyun Temple last time with the temple owner Lu Daoxuan!
Ye Feng didn't expect that by such a coincidence, he would meet here again today.
Of course, it was his master Chu Wudao who was talking to Master Hidden Sword at that time.
Ye Feng has no connection with this person.
"A group of people came outside and insisted on dining here!" The young disciples explained simply.
"Isn't it already reserved?" Master Zangjian said calmly, "Send them away and let them go to eat elsewhere. My senior brothers like a quiet dining environment."
Seeing the elders of Huashan come forward, Han Muchun simply negotiated with them: "We are not ordinary people."
"I am from the Yongzhou Army, and my cousin is Li Pingliang, one of the Eight Cavalrymen of Yongzhou."
"Give our Yongzhou Army some face, and we'll have a meal in this hall and then leave!"
When Master Cangjian heard this, he would naturally not take Yongzhou Eight Cavalry seriously, and he had never heard of Li Pingliang.
"Noisy!"
He just waved his hand, wanting to send them away.
As a result, Master Hidden Sword froze and froze on the spot, with a look of horror on his face.
Because he saw a terrifying and familiar face among the four people opposite.
"That...that's not..."
Master Hidden Sword trembled all over, and his mind was in a state of confusion. He couldn't help but recall the final battle at Baiyun Temple that day.
I was lucky enough to survive, but it left a lifelong shadow.
I originally planned not to go to Beijing again in this life, and I didn’t want to see that face again.
What are you afraid of and what will happen in the end?
If you don't go, the other party will chase after you as if your ghost is still there?
