The sound of the fat man cursing in the distance kept coming, and Wei He just sighed inwardly and did not step forward to stop him.
She has seen too many things like this recently.
Almost the vast majority of true-blood nobles have gradually divided themselves and the common people into two classes.
Even many true blood races think that they are not the same as civilians.
He is not the first person to behave like a fat man at this banquet.
Like the violinist girl, although it seems serious, if the situation does not continue to escalate, she can at most go back to practice for a while and there will be no sequelae.
But just at this moment, the fat man wanted to go up and give him a final kick, but was stopped by another woman approaching from the side.
The woman and the fat man started arguing, and the voices became louder and louder.
"Fuck you!" The fat man finally couldn't hold back his anger and stepped forward and kicked the woman in the stomach.
This kick was halfway blocked, but was blocked by someone on the other side.
puff.
The fat man's right leg kicked out and was swung away by the man's other foot.
"Who are you!?" The fat man stared angrily at the visitor and said angrily.
"Brother, it's better to be less hands-on at the banquet. This is Prince Yi's Mansion after all." The visitor was none other than Wei He, who had just approached.
"Who do you think you are!? How dare you talk to your Master Zhao like this?" the fat man said angrily with veins on his face.
"Master Zhao!? You are so courageous. Even Wang Xuan, the new direct disciple of Marshal Fentian, dares to scold you. It's really amazing."
On the other side, Gong Lingyun slowly approached.
Although I don’t know why Wei He suddenly came forward.
But now that we have taken the lead, we must resolve the matter as quickly as possible.
"Wang Xuan!?!?" The fat man's face froze, and he suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
The Marshal's Mansion is also the number one powerful force in the entire Western Continent, and among them is Wang Xuan's qualifications, which have been rumored recently.
The fat man's face turned blue and purple, and he glared fiercely at the woman who had just appeared.
This woman is Liu Chengxi who attended the ceremony with Wei He earlier.
Liu Chengxi came here to relax, but he didn't expect that the banquet hosted by Prince Yi would be so messy.
When he saw that fat man beating someone, he had that condescending tone to ordinary people.
This immediately angered Liu Chengxi.
She went up and stood in front of the fat man without hesitation.
As a result, when she was about to be beaten, another person appeared.
At this time, the fat man looked extremely ugly, but he still had to bow to Wei He, bend down, and admit his mistake.
"Sorry, I didn't know you were Wang Xuan. Don't take what I just said to heart."
He apologized in a suppressed voice, but clearly felt unconvinced.
"Mr. Zhao, you were very majestic just now," Gong Lingyun said in a sinister voice, narrowing his eyes.
Snap!
The fat man gave himself a hard slap on the cheek.
"I'm a bitch, is this okay?"
Wei He waved his hand, not bothering to meet him.
Even in this circle, his status is still at the top.
After all, the Marshal's Mansion is the real power organization that controls the entire Western Continent. Although these people present include representatives of other families and forces, they are nothing compared to the Marshal's Mansion.
The fat man slapped himself hard enough, and his cheeks soon swelled up.
After the other party left, Wei He turned around and looked at Liu Chengxi.
This girl has almost inherited a large part of her father's appearance. Looking at her is like seeing the original Song Shixiong.
Wei He compared it in his mind.
Liu Chengxi's stubborn and fearless eyes left a deep impression on him.
"Thank you, Mr. Wang Xuan!" Liu Chengxi thanked him sincerely.
"It's okay. Let's take her to have a look." Wei He nodded in response.
Liu Chengxi thanked him again, got up and left with the violinist.
Maybe it's because she also has no bones and blood, so she can only be an ordinary person despite all her efforts.
Therefore, the most disdainful thing is for ordinary people to be oppressed by True Blood.
Liu Chengxi looked at Wei He carefully and felt that this Wang Xuan was a little different from the others.
The way other people looked at her was not much different from how they looked at ordinary civilians, but the way Wang Xuan looked at her was slightly strange.
Somewhat peaceful, some inexplicable flavor.
Liu Chengxi looked at Wei He again. Under the moonlight, the other person's face was a bit gloomy. His figure was not tall or strong, but he gave people an extremely solid feeling.
Logically speaking, such a person shouldn't be able to meddle in other people's affairs at will.
Liu Chengxi recalled the lessons his father gave him, which included the general personalities of various people.
Watching Liu Chengxi helping the person walk away, in another place, the fat man stood far away, talking to another tall and strong man.
Soon, a person followed Liu Chengxi quietly, seemingly planning to do something.
Wei He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at that person.
Gong Lingyun on the side immediately understood and walked forward quickly.
"Fat Xu."
Without waiting for the other party to react, Gong Lingyun stepped forward, grabbed the fat man's hair, and struck out with his right hand like lightning.
The fat man instinctively wanted to resist, but his force was too weak. Gong Lingyun pushed him away with one hand, grabbed his collar with a slap, and lifted him up in the air.
"What's wrong? Can't you hear what my brother just said? Why don't I tell you to forget it! Don't you understand!?"
Gong Lingyun acted like a polite young master in front of Wei He, but in front of outsiders, especially in front of people with lower status and strength than him, he was not so polite.
"Master Gong" What else does Fatty Xu want to argue?
puff!
However, Gong Lingyun slapped his mouth down on the spot, rendering him speechless.
Gong Lingyun used only one hand to pinch the fat man's mouth and forcefully lift him up in the air.
He just blocked the other person's mouth and nose forcefully, and the cold look in his eyes became more and more intense.
The fat man struggled hard, but he couldn't break free from Gong Lingyun's suppression.
In the face of true blood, bloodline level largely determines the contrast between strengths and weaknesses and status.
Many people with low realms are stronger than those with high realms. This is the reason.
Compared to the True Strength system, within the True Blood system, bloodline is ranked first, while realm is only a step in discovering bloodline and can only be ranked second.
Unfortunately, Gong Lingyun's bloodline is stronger than Fatty's, and his realm is also stronger than his.
So at this time, all aspects of suppression appeared.
The fat man kept struggling, and his movements were a bit harsh at first, but no matter how hard he beat Gong Lingyun's arm, it was to no avail.
Until later, his movements gradually became slower and slower, and his movements became smaller and smaller. It seemed that he was about to die.
Seeing that the commotion was getting louder, two older and more aristocratic young men approached.
"Ling Yun, let's talk about something as long as it's up to you. There's no need to make such a big fuss."
Among these two young men, one of them has been dark-black all his life, with a black hairband hanging down from the middle of his long hair. His posture and behavior give people a faint sense of lightness and etherealness.
An erratic feeling as if it could be blown away by the wind at any time.
This person is Sima Yushan, the eldest son of King Yi.
Although Sima Yushan has the word jade in his name, he actually dislikes wearing jade jewelry.
He likes to wear plain colors and his robes cannot have any variegated patterns or laces.
In addition, I always like to hold a pure black folding fan in my hand. The fan is rarely unfolded and is just held in my hand.
Therefore, he is often jokingly called by another nickname, Young Master Xuanshan.
"I have met the crown prince." Gong Lingyun said with a grin, "It's not that I don't give you face, it's that Fatty Xu doesn't give my brother face."
younger brother?
This title is a bit quaint. Generally speaking, in their circle, few people directly call other people's younger brother.
Sima Yushan followed Gong Lingyun's gaze back and immediately saw Wang Xuan, whom he had invited but was not very familiar with yet.
Under the night, Wang Xuan was dressed in the same gray-black robe as a young master, with big flowing sleeves and a black hair scarf on his head.
Both of them are also black, but Wang Xuan's temperament is completely different from his own.
Sima Yushan understood clearly.
He had heard that Gong Lingyun was following Wang Xuan before, and it seemed that he wanted to find a channel to gain some military exploits from the Marshal's Mansion.
I just didn't expect that Gong Lingyun would do this for Wang Xuan.
"Brother Wang." Although Sima Yushan didn't like Fatty Xu, after all, at the banquet, if someone died, he was still a true-blood noble, and he, the person hosting the banquet, would not be able to please him.
Wei He smiled.
"Since Brother Yushan has spoken, Brother Lingyun"
Gong Lingyun smiled, let go and raised his hands high.
"It's okay. Since the prince has come forward, I will spare you this time."
Fatty Xu fell to the ground, gasping for air, like a fish that landed on the beach.
Hearing the sound, he rolled around and quickly left with his entourage. He was afraid that Gong Lingyun would cause trouble again.
Compared with his family background, he is not afraid of Gong Lingyun, but in terms of martial arts, the two are not at the same level.
Sima Yushan bowed his hand towards Wei He.
Wei He smiled and returned the courtesy.
The two of them said nothing more, and Sima Yushan turned around and continued discussing the previous matters with his friends.
Wei Heze spoke quietly to Gong Lingyun who had returned to him.
Although nominally, Gong Lingyun calls him Brother Xuan, in fact the status of the two is exactly the opposite.
Gong Lingyun's attitude toward Wei He was quite convincing.
Although the two of them don't have much contact, Wei He is able to remain calm and collected no matter what he does, and he has a calm demeanor with everyone he meets.
Gong Lingyun had two troubles, which were the kind of troubles that could not be solved by pure force.
But when he accidentally asked Wei He for his opinion, he easily came up with a solution.
Although the method is somewhat private, as a person, as long as you get the result, the process is not important.
If the result is not what you want, then there must be something wrong with your process, and you can just continue in another way.
Not long after, the banquet ended.
Wei He rejected the palace girl who tried to sleep with him, and left with Gong Lingyun in a carriage pulled by a dragon-blooded horse.
Before leaving, many friends and friends greeted Gong Lingyun and said goodbye. The scene was not small.
After all, Gong Lingyun is also a Grandmaster, and his family also holds great power in Xizhou.
Otsuki's Ministry of Industry is not the previous Dayuan. The Ministry of Industry is an important department that develops such deadly weapons as blood weapons.
Therefore, the resources allocated to the Ministry of Industry every year far exceed those of other departments.
As the only son in the family, Gong Lingyun naturally has a very high status, so it is normal to receive such treatment.