Yang Huang saw that the child was fine and returned to his seat.
After briefly asking the middle-aged woman, I saw Mr. Feng on the side closing his eyes and concentrating.
"Mr. Feng is really calm after such a big thing happened."
Yang Huang muttered in his heart.
Mr. Feng knew that Yang Huang was looking at him, so he opened his eyes and looked at Yang Huang, as if he had seen through Yang Huang's inner thoughts.
"What are you looking at? Nothing will happen if you are here."
After speaking, Mr. Feng closed his eyes again and enjoyed everything in the carriage.
Yang Huang was left alone in the seat, confused.
"Is it difficult... Could it be that Mr. Feng saw me when I was casting my magic just now? No way, everyone was paying attention to the little girl at that time, so how could they notice me."
Yang Huang sat in his seat and thought about it.
It was very quiet along the way. The thrill just now was really shocking. If anything happened to the little girl, I couldn't be blamed. After all, I didn't give it to her. It was scary to think about it.
The train arrived at the station soon.
Yang Huang dragged Da Bao Xiao Liu and followed Mr. Feng out of the car.
The air in Imperial City is simply great, and the train stations are much larger than those in Capital City.
Yang Huang looked at the train station, while Mr. Feng on the side was not surprised.
Also, someone with an identity like Mr. Feng has long been used to it.
"Have you finished reading?"
Mr. Feng on the side looked at Yang Huang and said impatiently.
Yang Huang seemed a little embarrassed when Mr. Feng said this.
"Mr. Feng, where do we live?"
Yang Huang asked worriedly.
I was in such a hurry before coming that I forgot to check the basic hotels in Emperor City.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, can I still let you sleep on the street?"
Mr. Feng said impatiently.
Seeing that Mr. Feng was a little impatient, Yang Huang shut his mouth and followed Mr. Feng. Maybe he talked too much along the way, which aroused Mr. Feng's dissatisfaction.
Yang Huang was like an angry little girl, holding those big bags and swaying around behind Mr. Feng, fearing that Mr. Feng would leave him at this big train station if he was unhappy.
Mr. Feng took Yang Huang to a five-star reception hotel.
Yang Huang sighed in his heart: "This old man is so rich that he even lives in a five-star hotel. Hey, he has never lived in such a good place since he left the Yang family."
When someone came to the hotel gate, the hostess immediately greeted him with a smile.
Mr. Feng walked in the lobby as if he were at home.
While walking, a man wearing a black suit with a manager sign on his chest came running over.
I saw Mr. Feng bowing respectfully.
Looking behind Mr. Feng, Yang Huang was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and ordered the security guard at the door to take off my luggage.
The luggage was held by the security guard, and Yang Huang felt light on his body.
The manager in front seemed to be talking to Mr. Feng, but Yang Huang didn't want to listen.
Yang Huang could hardly keep his eyes open when he looked at the brilliant decorations in the hall.
The manager took them into a VIP elevator.
Yang Huang wondered if it was possible that this old man got a membership card just to compete here? No wonder the manager was so enthusiastic, he was really rich.
After arriving at the designated room, the manager invited Yang Huang to room 3302.
The security guard put the luggage in the room and walked out.
Before leaving, he said to Yang Huang: "Sir, if you need anything, just call."
Then the security took them out.
Yang Huang in the room looked at the security guard who walked out and sighed in his heart: "It is indeed a big hotel, even the service attitude is so good, wait... He didn't tell me this because he thought I didn't understand, damn, really.
Do you think I’ve never stayed in such a nice hotel?”
Yang Huang saw that it must have cost a lot of money to decorate such a large convenience. The boss here is really rich.
Yang Huang walked into the bathroom angrily and wanted to take a shower.
As soon as he entered the sanitary mirror, he saw a man wearing a black cotton-padded jacket and black trousers. That person was none other than Yang Huang himself.
Yang Huang sighed in the bathroom: "No wonder the manager is looking at me up and down. Why am I so sloppy now? I have never been like this."
After a simple shower, Yang Huang returned to the room wearing a white bathrobe and sat on the bed.
Yang Huang stood up and looked downstairs at nearly twenty floors.
The person walking downstairs is like a little ant.
"Humans are always so insignificant in front of things."
Yang Huang returned to bed and practiced his magic.
There are only five days left before the competition, so you must hurry up.
At this moment, the ring on Yang Huang's hand lit up green.
Yang Huang looked at the ring on his hand and touched it.
The green light only stayed for two or three seconds before disappearing as before.
"What is going on? Now I can't even summon the elders with my own magic power, otherwise the elders will definitely solve his problem."
After practicing all afternoon, Yang Huang lay down on the bed and fell asleep out of breath.
In his sleep, Yang Huang was fighting a very scary person on the ground, and Yang Huang was suddenly woken up by fright.
Yang Huang stood up and patted his chest.
"Fortunately, this was just a dream. I was almost killed by that monster."
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Yang Huang, who was in shock, was brought back to consciousness by a knock on the door.
It was already evening when I woke up.
I only heard the waiter outside the door saying: "Mr. Yang, dinner has been delivered to Mr. Feng's room. You will go to Mr. Feng's room for dinner later."
Yang Huang responded and heard the sound of the staff at the door leaving.
Yang Huang got up and washed his face, looking at himself who was still as handsome as me and smiling with satisfaction.
Yang Huang came out and knocked on Mr. Feng's door. Mr. Feng in the room responded: "It's unlocked. Come in by yourself."
After Yang Huang walked in, he saw that Mr. Feng was already eating heavily.
He said dissatisfiedly: "We have to wait every time we eat, but now you don't know how to wait for others, it's true."
Mr. Feng looked at Yang Huang standing at the door and greeted him.
"Come here, Yang Huang, the food in this hotel is delicious."
Yang Huang sat down at the dining table separated from the room.
Yang Huang asked Mr. Feng with a curious expression.
"Mr. Feng, why are you so familiar with this hotel? Even the manager is so enthusiastic towards you."
Mr. Feng looked at Yang Huang's curious expression and said, "What, you want to know?"
"Uh-huh."
Yang Huang nodded vigorously.
"This hotel is specially opened to receive guests from this magic competition. It is only open to the public once a year. No one with money can stay here."
Mr. Feng said proudly, not forgetting to add food to his mouth from time to time.
"So that's what happened, should I just tell you..."
"What do you want to say?"
Mr. Feng asked, looking at Yang Huang's half-sentence.
"Oh, it's nothing. Eat quickly. The food will be cold in a while."
Although Yang Huang said this, he actually wanted to say, no wonder this old man was so generous in taking him to such a big hotel.
After dinner, Yang Huang lazily leaned on the chair.
"Have you finished eating?"
Mr. Feng asked.
Yang Huang nodded in response.
"Why don't you go back to your room to practice after eating."