Li Fan did not bring Le Xiaohu with him to the banquet and the arena. He was still young and had a bad temper. He still needed more training. Li Fan was afraid that he would beat up the president of the Martial Arts Association if he could not control himself. It was really inappropriate.
At noon, Li Fan brought Jiang Ye to the Fugui Restaurant on the street to attend the banquet hosted by the president of the association, Yang Ye.
Jiang Ye followed beside Li Fan like a little follower, still holding the Extraordinary Sword for Li Fan.
Although he was the second disciple, he was more like the disciple holding the sword.
The Fugui Restaurant was not small. It was located on the side of the street. The decoration was quite ancient, with red bricks and green tiles, as if it was a restaurant from the ancient times. In G City, there were many ancient buildings with the same style, which had the flavor of the previous dynasty. On the red signboard, there were four shining golden words, attracting the customers who came and went. Two beautiful waitresses in cheongsams stood at the door. They were tall and exquisite with light makeup. When the two of them saw Li Fan, they bowed to him in unison, making Li Fan mistakenly think that they were the nobles of the past.
"Welcome, sir."
That delicate voice sounded in Li Fan's ears, making him feel like his bones were about to go limp. The people in this restaurant really knew how to do things. It was hard not to enter. However, restaurants like this usually cost a lot. After all, one could not only enjoy the food here, but also the unique service.
However, what spoiled the mood was that there were four strong martial artists standing next to the two palace beauties. The four of them seemed to be born from the same mother. Each of them was huge and had a fierce look in their eyes, like the Hulk walking out of a film set.
"Are you Master Li from the Seven Heroes Martial Arts School?"
A strong man with a purple birthmark on his face looked at Li Fan and asked in a muffled voice. His voice sounded like he was hitting a broken cowhide drum, making people feel uncomfortable.
"Yes, Lil Ye."
As soon as Li Fan finished speaking, Jiang Ye, who was behind him, stepped forward and handed over a red invitation card.
The burly man looked at Jiang Ye again. This girl was wearing the black and red martial arts uniform of the Seven Heroes Dojo. She also wore a black mask on her face to hide her identity. When she was outside, she had to cover her face with a mask. This was the rule that Li Fan had set for Jiang Ye. Right now, the entire Jianghu was filled with Murong's informants. Li Fan didn't want to complicate matters.
"Master Li, please go upstairs."
With a hoarse voice, the burly man extended his hand in invitation.
Li Fan was about to go upstairs when the burly man suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped Jiang Ye.
"What for?"
Jiang Ye's voice was cold as he questioned.
"Only Master Li is invited on the invitation card. The rest of you can wait here."
"Ridiculous."
Jiang Ye sneered in disdain. She instantly reached out and grabbed the man's neck. A petite little girl was able to lift this 1.9-meter-tall brawny man into the air with one hand. The burly man's face turned red. He kicked with all his might like a trapped beast. He kept struggling, but he couldn't break free from Jiang Ye's small hand.
The three Martial Masters at the side were shocked. Just as they were about to step forward to help, Jiang Ye coldly scolded.
"Whoever dares to step forward, I will twist his neck."
The burly man waved his hand with all his might. The other three Martial Masters stopped in their tracks, not knowing what to do.
At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open. A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white trench coat stood there and looked outside.
"Master Li, what is the meaning of this?"
"May I know who you are?"
Li Fan pretended to be ignorant. The other party immediately frowned.
"I am the eldest disciple of the president, Jiang Hu. This restaurant is also my property. "
Jiang Hu looked at Li Fan with a bit of anger. "We, master and disciple, have good intentions. We wanted to entertain Master Li for a banquet. We didn't expect Master Li to be so overbearing, instructing your disciple to hit someone. "
"Did I? Did I hit someone? "
Li Fan looked at Jiang Ye in surprise. "Little Ye, did you hit him?"
"No, I just saw that his clothes were dirty, so I helped him clean it up."
After saying that, Jiang Ye patted the burly man's chest twice and then put him back on the ground.
"You see, my disciple also had good intentions. He helped your people clean up the dust. How can you accuse us of hitting someone?"
The burly man was like a survivor of a disaster. He clutched his neck and squatted on the ground, gasping for breath. He never felt that the air smelled so good! Life, I want to give you a thumbs up!
"… …"
Jiang Hu was speechless. He originally thought that he was just a young man who was easy to deal with. He didn't expect the other party to be so shameless, making him helpless.
"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's invite Master Li upstairs."
"Look, someone who runs a big restaurant is so generous."
Li Fan pulled Jiang Ye's arm. "Let's go. Little Ye, he invited us, master and disciple to a banquet. We can't neglect him. Let's go upstairs … .Oh right, thank you, Boss Jiang. "
"Thank you, Boss Jiang."
Jiang Ye followed his master's thoughts and bowed to Jiang Hu.
Jiang Hu's body trembled slightly. The other party had already said it like this. How could he refuse?
"Then please, the two of you."
Jiang Hu extended her hand and invited the master and disciple to go upstairs.
Li Fan swaggered to the second floor. The entire second floor was booked. There were more than twenty tables, but most of them were empty. Only two tables were occupied. One table was occupied by two old men. One had white hair and a youthful face. He wore a white robe and held a pipe in his hand. The other had white sideburns. He looked handsome and extraordinary. He wore a suit. He looked at Li Fan with disdain.
The table next to him was also filled with martial artists. They seemed to be the curators of the various martial arts schools. Because of the different martial arts they practiced, everyone's physique was different. Some had long hands, some had long legs. Some were short, some were strong. It was rare to see so many martial artists gathered in one place. However, everyone looked at Li Fan with hostility. This was a common point.
"Master Li, let me introduce you. This is the president of the Martial Arts Association. He is also my master, Yang Ye, a master of the Ba Ji sect. "
The old man with the pipe nodded at Li Fan with a smile. No one could tell what he was thinking.
"Next to him is Chen Yuanchao, Mr. Chen, a Wing Chun master and the president of the Wing Chun Association."
"Humph."
The old man with white sideburns snorted. He didn't seem to want to talk to Li Fan.
"This is Master Zhang from the Flying Dragon Martial School. This is Master Wang from the Hundred Victories Martial School. This is the Guang Ming Martial School …"
Jiang Hu was familiar with these people. He introduced everyone's name to Li Fan.
"Friend Li Fan, please sit."
After the introduction, Yang Ye tapped his pipe and pointed at the seat in front of him. He said to Li Fan.
"Thank you."
Li Fan strode forward. When he was about to sit down, Master Zhang from the Flying Dragon Martial Arts School pounded the table, stood up, and scolded him.
"President Yang, you are generous, but we can't. He has no seniority. Why should he sit at the same table with you? "
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