Although he knew that what the other party said was a bit exaggerated, he couldn't help showing his envious look.
Life as a disciple of the Ming Cult is easy, but looking at all the tender skin and tender meat, one doesn’t know how good the food is on weekdays.
Not to mention, no matter how well you eat, the fabrics used in the sect's clothing are all of the highest quality. This piece of clothing can be worth a dozen pieces of ordinary sect clothing. I think it will be very comfortable to wear, right?
"Brother, do you have any standards for accepting disciples in the Ming Cult?"
I don't know which sect's disciple asked such a question in a low voice. Before the Mingjiao disciple could answer, the elder of the sect next to him snorted and glared at the disciple.
The disciple was startled, shrank his neck, and then concentrated on eating the meat, for fear that all the good things on the table would be robbed by others.
On the other side, the Gujianmen sect occupies six or seven tables, making it very eye-catching in the entire square.
Bai Xiang swallowed her saliva while looking at the dishes on the table, and asked in a low voice: "Senior sister, I have never seen many things here, how do you eat them?"
Bai Hua was also a little embarrassed and glanced at the other table: "Whatever, you can eat whatever you want. It's your big brother's food anyway, so what are you afraid of?"
At the table of Shuiyue Villa, the female disciples were delighted: "Master Xia is still the same as a rich man. Although he is a bit tacky, we sisters all like him, right? Senior sister?"
Yueru rarely smiled: "Don't save money for Master Xia, just eat it."
"Kekeke...Senior sister, please don't rob me."
At another table, Xue Baihe asked about his daughter's current situation: "How are you doing lately? Do you feel any grievances around the leader?"
"Don't worry, dad. My daughter is doing well here. But what about you, dad?"
"Although I am not as free as before, it is also much simpler. I don't have to worry about other sects being attacked, and my life is much better. I don't have to hold on to a facade, so I feel a lot more relaxed. Speaking of which, working with the leader is the same.
Our family is so lucky.”
Shangguan Chan looked at the table of food in a daze, and Shangguan Jin beside her shouted: "Little sister, why are you always distracted?"
"Ah? I...I didn't..."
Shangguan Jin smiled uglyly and said nothing more.
Compared with the liveliness of the surrounding tables, the table at Honghuahui seemed much duller.
Liu Andao: "There are many guests here. It's not easy for us to become the leader alone. We probably have to wait until all the sects have left."
When talking about the purpose of their trip, everyone looked sad.
No one in the world is a fool. Who doesn’t know the embarrassing situation of the Red Flower Club? Who can cooperate with them?
Yesterday, everyone dispersed to inquire about other sects. They were all unwilling to have too much contact with the Honghua Society. The most annoying thing was that even the people from the Gujian Sect disliked the Honghua Society.
Now, the only thing that can be counted on is the Mingjiao itself.
But looking at the popularity of Mingjiao, can the other party put them in their eyes?
To be honest, no one has confidence.
"Yesterday, where did you go alone?" Shangguan Jin suddenly became serious in the silent atmosphere. Although his voice was low, it had an accusatory attitude.
The person he asked was the sister next to him.
Shangguan Chan was stunned: "What?"
"Yesterday I asked everyone to go out and communicate with other sects. Where did you go?"
"Of course I went to communicate with other sects."
"What sect do you follow?"
"..." Shangguanchan hesitated for a long time, "Longhu Gang."
"real?"
"real."
"Little sister, you are lying. The person who talked with the Longhu Gang yesterday was Liu An."
Shangguanchan's face changed slightly, he hesitated again, and after a while he replied: "Who said we can only talk alone? Maybe the person I'm talking to Liu An is not a disciple of the Longhu Gang at all."
"Did you know that there is only one Longhu Gang who came to Zhaori Mountain today? They only sent one representative."
"..."
These words immediately confused Shangguan Chan. She thought to herself that she would not be so unlucky if she lied, right?
Shangguan Jin put down his chopsticks and turned his head to look at his sister: "Little sister, you have been acting very strange since you came here, and now you are lying to us again. Tell me honestly, who did you go to see yesterday?"
"Shangguan, what on earth did you do? We are all a family, why do we need to hide it from everyone?" Liu An on the side also asked.
"Don't embarrass Master!" Hua Wuguo was no longer in the mood to eat, dropped his chopsticks and stood up angrily.
Shangguanchan
He waved his hand and asked the disciple to sit down. He was silent for a while and said, "Yesterday I met the leader of the Ming Cult."
"Meet the leader of the Ming Cult?"
"Yes! I know this Mingjiao leader."
Everyone was silent, and Shangguan Jin asked: "What on earth is going on?"
"I spent the few months after we were separated in a small village at the foot of Zhaori Mountain. Because I had some bad experiences, I didn't tell everyone the truth. I also asked Hua Wuguo to hide it from everyone with me.
I have already said about my previous experience, and there is actually no deception. The most important thing is that I simplified the two months of living in a small village. The small village in my mouth is actually the small village at the foot of the mountain here."
"Shangguan, it turns out you lived here early in the morning? No wonder you seemed so familiar to me in this small village."
"The small academy at the foot of the mountain is where I live. I have known the gentleman there for a long time, so he allowed you to live in him. And he also has some involvement with the leader of the Ming Cult. I was rescued by the leader of the Ming Cult and settled here.
, many disciples of the Ming Cult know me, and one thing they know even more is that the leader of the Ming Cult likes me."
"The leader of the Ming Cult likes you!" Liu An opened his mouth wide, as if he had heard great news, and then glanced at Wu Changan.
Wu Changan lowered his head and didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment. He could only say nothing and just treat it as silent support for the goddess.
Mr. Chen stroked his long beard: "Is this strange? If I were fifty years younger, I would still like Shangguan Nizi. Who among the men in the world can say that Shangguan is not good-looking?"
"In the past two months, I was able to recover so quickly thanks to the care of the leader of the Ming Cult. I secretly met him yesterday just to ask him to help the Red Flower Club."
Liu An interrupted: "This is a good thing, why didn't you tell us?"
As soon as he said this, Shangguan Jin's expression changed. If there weren't so many people here, he might have slapped the table and started shouting.
Shangguan Jin's face turned frighteningly dark, and he asked in a low voice: "Aren't you the same person as a reporter?"
"..."
When that person was mentioned, the atmosphere at this table became extremely low.
After a long time, Shangguan Chan stood up and left his seat without looking back. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said: "This is not the same thing. I have persuaded the Ming Cult. The leader is willing to give the Honghua Society three hundred thousand taels."