The next day dawned and it was sunny again. The sky in the imperial capital in winter was as blue as white. Although the cold wind was strong and strong, the sunshine was exceptionally bright. Tang Feng seemed to be in a good mood.
Taking advantage of the morning light, he had been practicing in the courtyard for two full hours. The dragon spear that originally shone with golden light had lost its luster and returned to its original rustic bronze color.
After such a long period of practice, although he still cannot perform the third form to dominate the world, he has made great progress in the first two forms, personally conquering and sweeping across the wilderness, and he has almost become perfect at practice.
After checking the time, Tang Feng put down the dragon gun and walked to the front living room.
Mao Shiba was waiting in the living room, and the two of them started to have breakfast. After a short rest, they went out together.
Looking at the dragon spear placed in the corner, Mao Shiba couldn't help but ask: "Master, don't you plan to take this dragon spear with you?"
Tang Feng chuckled and said, "I'm just going to an exchange meeting, so I don't need to bring it with me, right?"
Mao Shiba smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "You must also know that these so-called martial arts exchange meetings, for those of us in the martial arts world, often take action if we disagree."
Tang Feng naturally knew this. He just shrugged slightly and said: "In the current imperial capital, there are not many people who are qualified to let me use that gun."
After saying this, before Mao Shiba, who was stunned in place, could react, he had already walked out.
After a long while, Mao Shiba finally came to his senses and looked at the dragon spear in the corner. Then, he looked at Tang Feng's back. Finally, he still didn't speak and followed up.
It was Mao Shiba who drove the car. Since his great revenge was avenged, Mao Shiba acted more like a servant and followed Tang Feng wholeheartedly.
The car did not drive toward the city center, but continued eastward around the outer ring road.
Because the Yi family is not located in the center, but to the east, in a private estate near the suburbs.
Most people in the world may think that in today's modern world where land is at a premium, the most expensive houses are probably modern single-family villas.
However, only a few people know that those ancient private estates left over from ancient times are the most precious. At least from now on, such private estates are basically difficult to buy if you have money.
Anyone who owns such a large estate must not only be rich, but also have considerable power.
The power and energy of the Yi family in the imperial capital are due to the fact that in addition to the current head of the family, Yi Guozhang, who is a hidden senior member of the Dragon Group, there are many people under his family who hold important positions in the political and business circles of the imperial capital.
A manor in the eastern suburbs seems to be just an inconspicuous courtyard house on the surface. However, when you actually walk in, you realize that this courtyard house is much larger than it appears on the surface.
The door of the courtyard is inconspicuous, the vermilion paint on the door has fallen off, and the copper ring on the door is mottled. However, this courtyard is connected to the next door from front to back, top to bottom, left and right.
There is no other reason. There are about eight courtyard houses in the surrounding area, which have been secretly bought by the Yi family. The one on the left has been bulldozed and turned into a rockery garden.
The one on the right was also demolished and transformed into a martial arts arena with soft sand on the surface.
From the outside, these eight courtyards are still separated from each other, but from the inside they are connected to each other, forming an entire luxurious manor.
Although the gate is not grand, when Tang Feng came here, he could still feel that it was quite lively. The parking lot in front of the gate was almost full of all kinds of luxury cars.
A large number of young people gathered at the door, and Yi Bufan was among them. He was smiling happily and was greeting the arriving guests.
However, what surprised Tang Feng was that Yi Guozhang was not there to greet him at the door. However, it was normal to imagine that today's exchange meeting was mainly for the younger generation to gather and communicate, and most of the guests who came were young people.
With Yi Guozhang's status, there was absolutely no need to greet him personally at the door.
When Mao Shiba saw this, he parked the car, shook his head and sighed secretly: "Yi Guozhang is not at the door, I'm afraid there will be a good show now. It would be better if Yi Bufan knows how to advance and retreat and understand the overall situation. Otherwise, we will wait for him later."
It will probably be difficult for the Yi family to end this."
Tang Feng chuckled and said, "Old Man Mao, when will you learn to worry about others?"
Mao Shiba didn't say anything else. After parking the car, the two of them got out of the car.
Although there were a lot of people coming, Yi Bufan was considered to be a talented person, handsome and majestic. Standing among the many young people, he actually looked particularly eye-catching.
There were even many women from the younger generation who looked at him frequently with smiles and smiles. They were very natural and high-spirited.
Tang Feng's pace was not fast, and he carefully looked at the group of young people at the door, but to his disappointment, most of these people were low-class characters.
Except for Yi Bufan, the rest are basically Nei Jin warriors, not even the Hua Jin Grandmaster.
However, Mao Shiba's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his two white eyebrows were tightly knitted.
When Tang Feng saw this, he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
Mao Shiba did not answer, but stared closely at a middle-aged man at the door in front of him.
Tang Feng followed his gaze and saw that the middle-aged man was in his mid-thirties. He didn't seem to have anything special about him. His complexion was dark yellow and he was wearing a brown gown. However, he was holding a sword in his hand.
"What, do you recognize this person?" Tang Feng frowned and asked.
Mao Shiba stared at him for a long time, and then sighed with emotion: "If I'm not mistaken, this man should be the son of an old friend of mine."
Tang Feng understood and chuckled: "It seems that he should be a member of the Wudang Clan?"
Among those present, except for Yi Bufan, this person was at the highest level and had reached the second stage of opening pulses.
Since Yi Bufan is already a disciple of the Wudang sect, it is not strange for Wudang sect members to attend such martial arts exchange meetings.
Mao Shiba said: "I don't know if my old friend from the past will come?"
Tang Feng sneered: "So what, what happened to the Wudang Clan more than twenty years ago was not your fault."
Mao Shiba said nothing more, but a sad look suddenly appeared on his face.
It happened that at this moment, Yi Bufan, who was standing on the threshold, finally saw Tang Feng below. Suddenly, a sharp look suddenly appeared in his eyes, but it passed quickly.
Yi Bufan ignored the other guests and gestured slightly to the middle-aged man in a brown gown. The two of them walked towards Tang Feng.
"I didn't expect you to finally come." Yi Bufan walked closer, shrugged with a smile, and added at the end: "I thought you didn't dare to come."
Tang Feng smiled faintly and said: "Since this is known as the martial arts genius exchange meeting, if I don't come, wouldn't it be unworthy of the name?"
Yi Bufan's face darkened, but he was the master today after all, so it was not easy for him to get angry.
But the middle-aged man in a brown gown next to him stepped out with his sword and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by your words?"
