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Chapter 187 Peerless Master

Feeling aggrieved, Jiang Shaoqing returned to the private room of his house.

"Shaoqing, where's the wine?" Ying Qianchi couldn't help but ask when he saw that he came back with empty hands and an angry look on his face.

Jiang Shaoqing said: "Don't mention it! That Xia Qingchen used his special relationship and asked the owner of Wangyue Tower to personally order that the Qianrizui we had reserved be temporarily given to the Tianzihao box."

There was an uproar here.

"Isn't that too bullying?"

"We made reservations honestly, but Xia forced us to buy them because of our connections?"

"Let's go! Find someone named Xia to reason with. Why should we suffer such a miserable loss?"

Only Ying Qianchi pressed his hands very rationally: "Calm down!"

Everyone fell silent and looked at him, who had the most prestige.

"How does Xia Qingchen, a newcomer, have the qualifications to invite Master Wangyue?" Ying Qianchi said very calmly: "It should be another guest from Tianzihao."

When everyone heard this, they felt it was extremely reasonable.

It was abnormal for Xia Qingchen to be a guest in the Tianzihao box. Someone with good status should have invited him.

"Then what should we do? If we, Longyin Village, swallow this bad breath, we would be too useless." Everyone felt dissatisfied.

If Longyin Village is so cowardly at its first gathering, how can it be possible for Xingyun Sect to maintain its reputation?

He will definitely be ridiculed by the other martial arts alliances.

Ying Qianchi stood up slowly: "Of course not! Everything must be reasonable. Even if the guest is of noble status, he cannot be so overbearing!"

"Let's go! Let's go and have a confrontation. Remember, don't conflict with that guest. We are here to reason!" Ying Qianchi said.

Everyone agreed.

They just want an explanation, and of course they won't conflict with people of high status.

They're not, right?

So, they headed to the Tianzi box aggressively.

At that time.

The lame old man and the duck had gone far, and they left through the back door.

There is a spare empty sedan there.

The lame old man bent down and entered, and immediately urged the sedan to slide away.

The duck jumped in and sat in the arms of the lame old man: "Big Star Lord, why don't we ask that kid for some dog food?"

The duck said resentfully.

He has been thinking about the amazingly effective dog food.

The lame old man said hoarsely: "If I ask for it, I owe you a favor, and I don't want to owe a favor to a low-level disciple. Do you understand?"

Otherwise, Xia Qingchen, a low-level disciple, will ask me for help in the future.

Because he owed the favor, he couldn't refuse it.

"Oh." The duck pecked at the animal skin roll: "But I can exchange it for this thing, so I don't need to owe any favors."

The lame old man looked down and couldn't help but laugh: "You damn duck, why did you bring the recipe from Master Wangyue? Give it back!"

Duck looked through it reluctantly and said, "This formula is worth a lot of money, why should I change it? Hey!"

Suddenly, the duck's eyes were fixed on the bottom line of the recipe.

That's the recipe for mourning.

"Big Star Lord, something doesn't seem right. Look at what's written on it." Duck discovered that Wenshang's recipe actually had eight raw materials instead of eighteen.

"What are you looking at?" The lame old man followed the duck's gaze, and his eye fell on the recipe for mourning.

After reading it, his pupils shrank and he picked up the formula and looked at it carefully: "How could this happen?"

There are only eight raw materials clearly marked on the formula.

"I clearly tasted eighteen different raw materials!" The lame old man stopped abruptly.

Because the formula states in detail that the eight raw materials can produce one or two additional flavors through a certain ratio among each other.

Therefore, when you drink it, there are often not only eight kinds of raw materials, but as many as eighteen kinds.

But there are only eight types of real raw materials.

"Big Star Lord, it seems that boy is talking about eight kinds." Duck carefully observed the Big Star Lord's face.

It was secretly surprised: "Dear me, is that kid really a monster? He even compares to the Big Star Lord."

The Big Star Lord was lost for a moment, and his expression suddenly changed.

His originally plain face was replaced by a surge of ecstasy.

The sliding sedan suddenly came to an emergency stop, almost sending the duck flying out.

"Let's go back quickly!" The big star master couldn't restrain the surprise and shock on his face.

Master!

Xia Qingchen is a peerless expert!

A great master who is much taller than him!

It would be perfect to leave that task to Xia Qingchen!

In the Tianzi box.

Qiuqiu was lying on the table, staring straight at Qianrizui who had just been delivered to the table with a pair of dog eyes: "Master Chen, what do you mean by that old man? He sent someone to deliver a jar of wine and left us here.

do not care?"

Xia Qingchen said calmly: "Maybe he doesn't like me."

Although he didn't quite understand why he was looked down upon by the other party.

"What about this jar of wine?" Qiu Chou sniffed his nose and couldn't help but drool.

This is a good jar of wine!

Xia Qingchen said: "You can drink if you want, I don't need it."

He hadn't had time to digest the energy from the three glasses of wine just now, so drinking the next bottle would be a waste.

"Hey, I'm not welcome." Qiuqiu opened the lid of the wine, picked up the wine jar, lay down on the table and started drinking.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Xia Qingchen thought it was the waiter.

As a result, the latter pushed away and a group of people swarmed in.

They were all around the same age as Xia Qingchen, but they were all strangers.

He only recognized Jiang Shaoqing.

Ying Qianchi and Jiang Shaoqing looked around, feeling surprised.

Why is there only Xia Qingchen?

"Where are the other guests?" Ying Qianchi asked while looking around.

Xia Qingchen's eyebrows were raised. He had already sensed their unkind intentions.

"I'm the only one here, is there anything wrong?" Xia Qingchen said with a calm expression.

The lame old man has left, and indeed Xia Qingchen is the only one left.

"Only you?" Jiang Shaoqing looked unbelieving.

How did Xia Qingchen get the qualification to book a private room?

However, there was indeed no trace of the other people in the box.

Jiang Shaoqing's expression changed.

There are distinguished guests here, so they will naturally want to be reasonable.

But only if Xia Qingchen...

The expressions of the other members of Longyin Village became playful.

"Xia, let's ask you, why did you snatch the Thousand Days Drunk we booked?" Jiang Shaoqing was the first to attack.

That attitude is not unreasonable.

Xia Qingchen looked at the jar of wine that Qiuqiu was drinking, and said, "Did you order it? This was given by others, and I don't know about it."

"Qiuqiu, give it back."

Qiu Chou leveled the wine jar with a look of reluctance and sent it back.

Jiang Shaoqing glanced at the opened wine jar and hummed: "How can we drink if the dog drank it?"

As he said that, he flew it away with one sleeve and smashed it against the wall.

The rich aroma of wine immediately spread in all directions.

Xia Qingchen was calm and stood up slowly, saying: "Qiu Chou, let's go."

In his opinion, Jiang Shaoqing's anger was inexplicable.

He was sitting here calmly and didn't provoke them, so why did he get angry at himself instead?


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