"Can I ask Shopkeeper Qiu to lead the way then?" Xia Qingchen asked.
Shopkeeper Qiu smiled: "Of course! Mr. Xia's business is my duty to ask someone. When Mr. Xia needs it, please inform me at any time and accompany you all the way to the volcano."
Xia Qingchen put aside what was on his mind and, accompanied by him and Wu Xiong, came to the Chamber of Commerce venue.
The venue faces north and south, and the organizer and distinguished guests are on the high platform in the north.
As for the invited guests, they will sit in the south direction.
The seats in the north and south were temporarily separated by curtains so that the guests could not see the movement on the high platform.
Seeing that the time was approaching, Qiu Wanjin invited Xia Qingchen to attend and sat in the VIP seat on the left side of the organizer.
As one of the two positions closest to the organizer, one can imagine how distinguished this seat is, which represents the high respect Qiu Wanjin and Wu Xiong have for him.
The position on the right side of the organizer is naturally reserved for the famous head of the Liangjing Temple!
"Master Xia, can I borrow your reputation when I sell the statue later?" Qiu Wanjin sat next to Xia Qingchen and asked for instructions.
He is a businessman, but no one may believe him when he sells statues.
But Xia Qingchen is different. He is the famous God of War in Liang Realm and has great prestige.
If Xia Qingchen said that the statue has the power to promote the battle of monsters, it would be very convincing.
Xia Qingchen nodded slightly: "Okay."
The statue was detected by him, so there is nothing wrong with selling it in his name.
Qiu Wanjin couldn't help but be happy!
Just as he was about to continue chatting, suddenly, an oppressive and suffocating aura enveloped the entire venue, and at the same time, the voice of Brahma came from afar.
But there were hundreds of well-dressed temple maids, playing flutes and pianos, scattering flowers, escorting a snow-white holy sedan, slowly arriving at the venue!
Qiu Wanjin and Wu Xiong both gasped deeply in discomfort and hurried to the entrance of the venue to greet them under great pressure.
Needless to say, the person who came was the supreme master of the temple who was extremely powerful and could compete with the martial arts supreme Gu Qianhen!
"It's really domineering." Xia Qingchen said lightly. With a wave of his palm, the invisible divinity was revealed, blocking the aura from the main hall master.
He continued to drink tea as if no one was around, as if nothing had happened.
door.
The huge snow sedan stopped, and under the escort of four guardians, an old man with a high crown on his head, wearing a brilliant embroidered star and moon robe, and a majestic face like an emperor stepped out of the snow sedan.
"See the Chief Hall Master!" Qiu Wanjin and Wu Xiong both showed great respect, their expressions full of nervousness.
The person in front of me is a supreme figure who is above Liangjing.
His presence can add five percent to this chamber of commerce.
Many people made a special trip to support the visit because of the Chief Palace Master's visit.
Of course, more people do it for Xia Qingchen's sake.
Although the master of the main palace has a respected status, he is too majestic, and he is not a worldly person. They only have awe and no intention of getting close to him.
But Xia Qingchen is different. He is the God of War in Liangjing, and he is a person who is respected by the people of Southern Xinjiang from the bottom of their hearts.
The old emperor nodded indifferently, and the four guardians in front of him immediately winked at Qiu Wanjin and Wu Xiong.
The two people understood and led them to the high platform: "Please, the chief palace master, and the four guardians!"
Along the way, the maids of the Chamber of Commerce and the various responsible persons all nervously and solemnly stopped all their activities and saluted solemnly.
Except for Nanxiang's unsuspecting guests who were still noisy, the entire venue fell into dead silence.
Until they arrived at the high platform and saw Xia Qingchen.
Among the four guardians, there was Guardian Zhao. He raised his eyebrows and scolded: "Xia, the chief palace master is here, why don't you kneel down to welcome him?"
He was angry in his heart. This young man was so arrogant that no one looked down upon him. Even the head of the palace dared not respect him.
Xia Qingchen looked straight forward and said calmly: "I am neither a member of the temple nor a believer of the God King, why should I kneel?"
Since the temple exists beyond the secular world, there is no reason for secular people to kneel down and worship.
"You're so brave!" Protector Zhao angrily scolded, stepping forward and grabbing Xia Qingchen's collar, preparing to push him off his seat.
Xia Qingchen's expression was indifferent. He really didn't like this person at all, and he didn't mind wasting a grain of sacred soil and crushing it into meat cakes.
Qiu Wanjin looked anxious. He couldn't afford to offend the temple and didn't dare to get involved.
Wu Xiong turned his eyes and grabbed the curtain that separated the north and south directions!
Wow
The curtains were pulled down, and the many guests sitting at attention immediately saw clearly the scene on the high platform.
I saw Protector Zhao, looking fierce and evil, trying to grab Xia Qingchen by the collar.
Everyone was stunned for a moment and then reacted.
"Shrine, what are you doing?" The person at the front was the old man of the Xiao family, the leading ore merchant family in southern Xinjiang.
He is already over one hundred and fifty years old, and his clan affairs have long since ceased to concern him.
Today's chamber of commerce, because of his status, will not participate. It can be seen that Xia Qingchen came and was not invited, so he specifically ordered someone to ask Qiu Wanjin for an invitation letter.
The purpose is to see who the Xia War God is who defeated Zhongyun Realm in Northern Xinjiang and brought endless glory to Liang Realm.
Previously, when Xia Qingchen came to the venue, Mr. Xiao and his family happened to be rushing out. They saw Xia Qingchen's back from a distance, so they recognized him at a glance now.
What Mr. Xiao didn't expect was that the first time he saw Xia Qingchen, he would see the temple's protector acting domineering and aggressive towards Xia Qingchen.
The atmosphere in southern Xinjiang is no better than elsewhere, especially the local forces.
What happened to the temple?
They are not believers and have no need to fear the temple.
As soon as Mr. Xiao opened his mouth, many of the leaders who came for Xia Qingchen jumped up and yelled: "You bastard! What do you want to do to Xia Zhanshen?"
"The temple is too arrogant, Liangjing is proud, how dare you disrespect a little guardian?"
"Too presumptuous!"
Protector Zhao's behavior aroused the anger of more than half of the audience, making the scene instantly chaotic.
He grabbed Xia Qingchen's hand and had no choice but to withdraw it, feeling that he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off.
If you arrest him, you will offend the public; if you don't arrest him, you will be embarrassed.
"Step back." The old emperor's temple master seemed to have just discovered that Protector Zhao had done something bad at this moment.
Protector Zhao took advantage of the slope to get off his donkey and retreated sarcastically.
His face was still burning, and when he glanced at Xia Qingchen, he couldn't help but feel a hint of hatred.
This revenge must be avenged!
Under the pressure of the temple master, the noisy merchants gradually calmed down. After all, they were the temple master, and they still did not dare to make mistakes.
Seeing that the matter was barely calmed down, Qiu Wanjin hurriedly smoothed things over: "This little misunderstanding made everyone laugh."
He asked everyone present to sit down.
The head of the temple sits on his right, and the four guardians stand behind the seat of the head of the temple.
As the organizers, he and Wu Xiong naturally sat in the center.