Zhao Zhiyuan is tall and powerful, his arms are like knives, and his whole body is as straight as a spear, giving people a powerful and domineering feeling.
He is actually a master of the eighth level of Jindan.
The dozens of guards behind him are also elites, and each of them has at least a foundation-building stage.
Xiao Xuan raised his eyebrows. In order to avoid suspicion, Wei Jiu sent Zhao Zhiyuan to greet him in name, but anyone who knew the inside story knew that this was the arrangement of his third disciple Ying Xingyue.
"As a woman, to be able to do this under the eyes of her father and brother, and to express her position even at the risk of being suspected of transgressing, she is worthy of my proposed candidate for empress!"
Xiao Xuan nodded secretly in his heart, his impression of Ying Xingyue became much better, and he quite appreciated her actions.
At this time, Zhu Xuan stepped forward, cupped her hands, and said, "Thank you, General Zhao."
Zhao Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the leaders Zhu Xuan and Liu Mei'er, and nodded slightly, "Master Zhu made a serious statement, it's just his responsibilities."
"Wei Gongfeng has arranged accommodation for all distinguished guests in the city. Please come with Zhao. I will take you directly into the city! Please!"
After saying these words, Zhao Zhiyuan said nothing and turned around to lead the way.
Zhu Xuan and Liu Meier looked at each other and frowned slightly.
Zhao Zhiyuan seemed polite, but in fact he didn't take Hongmeng Sect seriously, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
However, when they thought that he was sent by the third princess and his identity and strength were not simple, although the two of them felt unhappy, they could only hold it in their stomachs.
"Hmph, Zhao Zhiyuan clearly looks down on us, so there is no need for us to be polite to him."
Liu Meier snorted coldly.
Zhu Xuan smiled slightly and said comfortingly: "Junior sister, don't worry, our Hongmeng Sect is unknown. The third princess and Mr. Wei must not have disclosed the specific situation to him. A general who protects the city at the eighth level of the Golden Core can condescend to welcome us, which is already considered a big deal.
It gives us enough face."
After saying that, he followed directly.
Everyone in the Hongmeng Sect did not hesitate and stepped forward one after another towards the city gate.
"Which sect among the ten major sects can actually allow the city defender to personally lead his troops to welcome it?"
"Hongmeng Sect?
There is no sect like this among the ten major sects!”
"The Wei Gongfeng mentioned by Zhao Zhiyuan is not the Wei Qiansui beside His Majesty the Emperor, right?
What is the origin of this Hongmeng Sect? It’s really surprising that even His Majesty’s cronies have to give three cents of face to it!”
"..."
The disciples from other sects around were lining up to enter the city. Seeing this scene, they were talking about it. They looked at the people of Hongmeng Sect, their eyes full of shock and curiosity.
The disciples of the Hongmeng Sect were bathed in the envious gazes of the people around them. They followed Zhao Zhiyuan with their heads held high, and filed through the city gate and onto the streets of the city.
Cars and people are coming and going on the streets, and all kinds of vendors and shops are lined up in rows, selling a dazzling array of goods, and the sound of hawking is endless.
Everyone in the Hongmeng Sect was dazzled by the sight.
After walking a few streets, the hustle and bustle gradually fell silent.
Only then did Zhao Zhiyuan stop, pointed to a high-gate courtyard on the left and said: "This mansion is specially used by Wei Gong to entertain distinguished guests. You will stay here during the Wandao Grand Festival."
"Wei Gongfeng also gave instructions that if you have any needs, you don't have to be rigid. You can just ask the housekeeper of the courtyard and he will do his best to meet your requests!"
"Thank you, General Zhao."
Zhu Xuan, Liu Meier and other disciples clasped their fists in thanks.
Zhao Zhiyuan nodded slightly and said: "Farewell!"
After saying that, without waiting for everyone in the Hongmeng Sect to react, they left with a group of guards in a hurry.
As soon as Zhao Zhiyuan left, the gate of the courtyard opened and a gray-haired old man walked out.
The old man was dressed simply, with a stooped figure, sunken cheeks, and a haggard face, but his eyes were bright and clear, and he seemed to be able to see through everything when he glanced around.
As he walked, his body swayed, as if he would fall if the wind blew, but his speed was no less than that of ordinary people.
Arriving in front of Zhu Xuan, the old man saluted and said hello very politely: "This old slave is the housekeeper of this compound, Huangshan.
I’ve met Master Zhu.”
With a faint smile on Zhu Xuan's face, she cupped her hands and returned the greeting: "Butler Huang, there is no need to be too polite. During the Ten Thousand Dao Festival, I, the Hongmeng Sect, will trouble you."
"I wish you're welcome, Master. My job as the housekeeper of the compound is just to run errands. It's nothing like trouble. Dear guests, please come with me. The compound is very large. Which room you want to live in is up to you.
It’s your choice!”
Butler Huang said respectfully, then turned and walked towards the door.
"As expected of the capital of Great Qin, a housekeeper has the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Golden Core, which is quite interesting..."
Xiao Xuan whispered softly.
Only Zhu Xuan and Liu Meier, who were closest to him, heard this. The two women exchanged glances with each other, and they both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
Liu Meier frowned and said doubtfully: "Isn't this Butler Huang just an ordinary person who is getting stronger with age?"
"He possesses a very high-level breath-containing technique."
"If that's the case, how did you figure it out?"
Xiao Xuan shook his head and smiled, not saying anything. The sword's heart was clear and could break through illusions, so he could naturally discern the secrets of others at a glance.
Seeing that Xiao Xuan was unwilling to say anything, Liu Meier curled her lips and didn't ask any more questions.
A group of people walked into the mansion, passed through the courtyard, and came to a large hall.
The main hall is extremely gorgeously decorated. There are more than ten tables in the hall. The tables are full of delicacies and all kinds of rare ingredients, and the aroma is wafting.
Beside each table stood a maid in Tsing Yi, holding a tray with pots of fine wine on top.
Huang Shan didn't waste any time and went straight to the point: "My master is currently working in the palace and cannot entertain you all in person, so I ordered my old slave to hold a banquet to greet you first, and then wait for him to come back and then take care of you."
"Thank you for your trouble, Butler Huang."
Zhu Xuan smiled slightly.
Butler Huang said respectfully: "I wish you to be polite, Master. These wines and dishes were prepared by my slave for you earlier. Please use them with caution. I excuse myself!"
Zhu Xuan nodded slightly.
Butler Huang retreated, leaving behind a group of Hongmeng Sect members.
After all the disciples of the Hongmeng Sect sat down, they all began to feast.
Although everyone in the Hongmeng Sect is a leader among the younger generation, they don’t pay much attention to food and drink.
Cultivation consumes a lot of energy. When eating out, Hongmeng Sect disciples eat a lot of meat and drink a lot of wine.
Xiao Xuan had learned about it before, so he wasn't surprised when he saw it now.
However, when all the maids saw this scene, they all showed expressions of disbelief.
The guests they receive are usually some worldly wealthy and powerful people and some aristocratic young men. How have you ever seen such a rude and heroic dining scene.
Although these maids are all monks, they are just practicing Qi. They usually come into contact with elegant noble children. When they suddenly meet such monks who don't care about their image, they are naturally a little confused.
"Junior sister, please pay attention to your image!"
Seeing Liu Mei'er holding a roast suckling pig and devouring it, Zhu Xuan reminded her in a dumbfounded voice.
I secretly thought in my heart that I must let the disciples of the sect pay attention to it in the future.
Eat the photo to avoid losing the face of the Hongmeng Sect.
Liu Meier did not feel embarrassed at all, but said with a smile: "Senior sister, practicing consumes a lot of energy and time. When can you fill your belly by chewing slowly?
Besides, they are all Jianghu people who don’t stick to trivial matters. This is the true nature of eating and drinking. What’s wrong with that?”
After saying that, Liu Meier grabbed another piece of tender roasted suckling pork and stuffed it into her mouth, chewed and swallowed.
Hearing this, Zhu Xuan couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said nothing more.