"Master Hong, I am Wu Yanfei. My father, Wu Zhongtian, has been providing drinks to Xianren Pavilion. Please give me some face. Let's leave now and never affect that big shot, okay?" Wu Yanfei said that he was a monk and hoped that the other party could
Give a thin noodle.
However, Mr. Hong did not look at him at all and said: "Wu Zhongtian is that old turtle, right? He has to lie down in front of me, how dare you, a little bastard, ask for face?"
Wu Yanfei's face turned red and blue, and he felt helpless.
In front of Master Hong, his Wu family is indeed nothing.
Xia Qilin and Wu Yanfei finally turned their eyes to Chen Jun for help.
His Cao Gang can be regarded as a flag in the underworld, and perhaps he is the only one who can speak up.
Chen Jun's face was stern, his mouth full of bitterness.
What does his small Cao Gang mean in front of Master Hong? How can he have any say?
However, when things come to a close, you can only give it a try.
He bit the bullet and said with a smile: "Master Hong!"
"Which green onion do you have?" Mr. Hong looked at him sideways.
Chen Jun said hurriedly: "The sons of Chen Xiaofeng from the small Cao Gang are all people on the road. Please be kind to Mr. Hong."
"Haha, it turns out they are from the Tao!" Mr. Hong laughed strangely, glanced at Qian Di Zui on the table, and said, "Okay, then follow the rules of the Tao. Each of you drinks a pot of Qian Di Zui, who drinks it?
Who will I let go after this!"
At this moment, the faces of Xia Qilin and the other two people suddenly turned pale.
"Master Hong, this... this is going to kill people." Chen Jun trembled. How dare they drink a whole bottle of Thousand Drops of Drunk?
What he responded to was a solid slap in the face.
Mr. Hong said coldly: "You don't even dare to drink wine, but you still lecture me on the rules! If someone comes, break one of their legs!"
A group of guards with powerful cultivation rushed up like tigers and wolves, creating chaos on the scene.
Zhao Churan's beautiful face turned pale, and Ruxue's cheeks turned pale.
When you first come to Yun Gucheng, you have to have your leg broken?
This... what kind of wind does this catch, what kind of dust does it wash away?
If she had known this, she should not have come to Yun Gucheng.
Xia Qilin, Wu Yanfei and Chen Jun were so frightened that they looked as if they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They watched eagerly as a group of guards came up to beat them, but they did not even have the courage to fight back.
Because if he fights back and angers Master Hong, more than just one leg will be left here.
At this moment, a plain but powerful voice penetrated the box.
"Get out of here while I'm still in a bad mood."
A group of guards followed the sound and saw a silhouette sitting there quietly.
There was no panic at all, and he was extremely calm.
"You fucking dare to show off in front of Mr. Hong? Beat him!" The four guards rushed over and attacked ferociously.
Who is Mr. Hong? Is he just a young boy who doesn't know the heights of the world and is pretending to be a coward?
However, just when they were about to lay siege, a loud shout suddenly came.
"stop!"
The person who spoke was none other than Mr. Hong.
I saw his only remaining left eye, staring at the profile with a look of surprise. Then, under the puzzled gazes of the guards, he walked over quickly, bowed his waist, and bowed repeatedly: "You are so stupid, how can you be so stupid now?"
Recognize Mr. Xia!"
This abnormal behavior made the whole audience confused.
Xia Qilin, Wu Yanfei and Chen Jun were completely puzzled as to why the leader of the Yun Gucheng underworld nodded and bowed to Xia Qingchen with an extremely respectful look.
Did he admit the wrong person?
"Master Hong, you..." Several fierce guards asked with stunned expressions.
Mr. Hong suddenly raised his head, stepped forward and slapped him across the face: "Damn it, I was blind in one eye so I didn't see Mr. Xia. Aren't you also blind? Xia Qingchen, Mr. Xia, in front of you, you all
Didn’t recognize it!”
What?
Is he Xia Qingchen?
How do they know Xia Qingchen? They only think of him as a young man in ordinary clothes.
"Master Xia, I am too young to see Taishan. I disturbed Master Xia. Please forgive me!"
"Master Xia, please spare my life!"
If he is Xia Qingchen, then these people in front of him are all his friends, right?
What should I do if I beat them?
Mr. Hong couldn't help but beat his heart, bending deeper: "Master Xia, if you make a mistake, you will be punished. I accidentally hit Mr. Xia's friend, let Mr. Xia do whatever he wants!"
He was mentally prepared to have his arms and legs cut off, or even be beaten to death.
According to what my brother-in-law said, the other person is probably a figure related to martial arts myths.
"That's not necessary, they are not my friends." Xia Qingchen glanced at Wu Yanfei and Chen Jun who were stunned.
Hearing this, Mr. Hong breathed a sigh of relief. He was really scared to death just now.
"Master Xia, why are you in this low-class Yunzi box? My brother-in-law has prepared a reception banquet for you in the Xianzi box. You left the Xianzi box alone and quietly came to the simple Yunzi box.
, Aren’t they burying us?” Mr. Hong said a little aggrievedly.
He never dreamed that Xia Qingchen would come, but instead of leaving the first-class box, he would get into the third-class box.
So much so that there was a misunderstanding and the Buddha was almost accidentally injured.
What?
This time, it was Xia Qilin, Zhao Churan and others' turn to be shocked.
Today, the Immortal Pavilion is closed, and the big shot it welcomes is actually Xia Qingchen?
How can it be?
Xia Qilin couldn't accept it the most. His cousin was just from a landowner family, and his cultivation level had just reached the level of Xiaochen Si Ming. How could he be a top guest of the Immortal Pavilion?
Xia Qingchen took a sip of wine, put down the wine cup, and said: "I originally planned to bring my cousin to meet Feng Xichen, but it happened that my cousin also booked a private room here. They were so kind that I couldn't refuse, so I had no choice but to come along.
Already."
His expression was indifferent, but his words made everyone in the room feel ashamed.
Fortunately, Xia Qilin said with a proud face that he wanted to show Xia Qingchen the life of the upper class.
As a result, what Xia Qingchen enjoys is truly high-class!
Wu Yanfei also evaded his gaze. He repeatedly mocked Xia Qingchen for his low status, but who knew that he was the one who was truly low!
Chen Jun looked at Xia Qingchen with a look that did not dare to be a bit fierce, but instead showed deep fear.
The person with the most complicated mood was undoubtedly Zhao Churan.
It was clear that the reception banquet given to him by Qingchen's cousin was the fairy-shaped box that she longed for most, but she chose Xia Qilin's cloud-shaped box for herself.
The contrast is truly ironic.
"Then Mr. Xia, will you move to the Xianzi box now? I'll give Mr. Xia a few glasses of wine to express my apology." Mr. Hong asked.
Xia Qingchen stood up slowly and said calmly: "No need, I have wasted a lot of time and delayed my practice. I will go back now."
These words made Zhao Churan feel uncomfortable. So coming to greet me is a waste of time in your mind?
"Cousin, I'll go back first." Xia Qingchen glanced at Zhao Churan, then looked at Xia Qilin and others, and said calmly: "Enter my cousin, you can eat or drink whatever you want, and the account will be recorded.