The next morning, Zhou Yang arrived outside Chuyun Tower alone.
Chuyun Tower was built by the river, and the scenery was very beautiful. However, at that moment, all the scenery was covered by the crowd. Zhou Yang thought that he was already early, but he still underestimated the temptation of the golden qilin.
"Newcomers, come here to get your number."
At that moment, he heard a person dressed as a shop assistant shout from nearby.
Number!
Zhou Yang frowned and walked over to the shop assistant. Soon, he received a number plate with the number 332 written on it.
"Young Master, there are many people today. My lady used this method to select people to enter Chuyun Tower. After the previous batch comes out, someone will report their number. If you're lucky, it will be your turn very soon," the shop assistant said with a smile.
Zhou Yang nodded and helplessly walked into the crowd with his number plate.
His luck was not very good. He waited for the entire morning, but he did not receive his number.
Through his observation, Liu Yunluo's test would always have three people. However, it was obvious that not all three of them had the chance to obtain the golden qilin. Most of the people who came out did not look good. Some even cursed out loud. However, when others asked, they did not mention it.
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Obviously, no one wanted others to obtain the golden qilin. After all, this was a matter of strength. If others were strong, they would be weak. No one was a fool.
"Next batch, 219, 332, 421."
Zhou Yang was stunned. 332 was his number. He immediately pushed through the crowd and walked in. At the same time, the other two people also slowly walked to the front of the crowd.
"Brother, wait a moment."
Just as the three of them were about to enter Chuyun Tower, a burly man suddenly pressed down on the shoulder of the person beside Zhou Yang. This person was also chosen, and his number was 219.
"What's the matter?" the person asked softly without turning his head.
"Brother, I have something to attend to at home. I can't wait. Give me your number plate." The burly man laughed coldly. His other hand was already reaching for the person's number plate.
"Are you sure you want my number plate?"
At that moment, the person suddenly turned around. His eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Ah … you … you …"
The burly man immediately stopped. Cold sweat had already seeped out of his forehead, and his entire body began to tremble.
"So it's Young Master Ma. I failed to recognize you. Please forgive me," the burly man hurriedly said with a trembling voice.
"Scram!"
The burly man felt as if he had just been pardoned from a great crime. He hurriedly ran back into the crowd. For a moment, the crowd didn't know whether to laugh or cry. They looked at Ma Fei with awe and veneration.
Ma Fei snorted coldly and walked into Chuyun Tower with the number tag in hand. Zhou Yang and the other person followed closely behind.
"Hold on …"
Almost at the same time, two voices rang out from the crowd. Zhou Yang and the other person stopped at the same time.
Soon, a person walked up to the two of them. This person was Murong Zhenjie.
Murong Zhenjie looked at Zhou Yang in surprise. Then, he looked at another person and said, "I am Murong Zhenjie. Are you willing to exchange your number with me?"
"Mu … Murong Zhenjie …"
When the man heard Murong Zhenjie's name, he immediately became depressed and helplessly took out his number plate.
He did not dare to offend the Ten Young Masters.
"I'll wait for you inside." Murong Zhenjie took the number plate, glanced at Zhou Yang, and walked in.
Zhou Yang was also about to step forward, but he was also stopped.
"Lad, I'm not going to talk nonsense with you. Take out your number plate. I want to go in." The person who spoke had delicate features, but there was a ferocious look in his eyes.
"Scram!" Zhou Yang frowned and walked toward Chuyun Tower.
"You're courting death."
That person did not say anything else and directly slapped Zhou Yang.
Boom!
A terrifying flame shot out from Zhou Yang's hand and instantly burned that person's palm into charcoal.
"Crimson Flame!"
In an instant, everyone took a few steps back.
"If I see you again, I'll kill you without mercy!"
The cold voice made that person's screams suddenly stop. Zhou Yang walked toward Chuyun Tower in big strides.
Throughout the entire process, Liu Yunluo's subordinates did not interfere. They only closed the door after Zhou Yang entered and stared coldly at everyone.
Inside, Zhou Yang, Ma Fei, and Murong Zhenjie sat side by side. After a while, an ordinary-looking servant girl brought three cups of tea.
"Please have some tea."
Liu Yunluo, who was wearing a veil, sat in front of a guqin. Her starry eyes were sizing up the three of them. On her left and right, there were three beautiful ladies, each holding a musical instrument.
"Miss Yun Luo, I am Murong Zhenjie."
Murong Zhenjie was the first to speak. His eyes were full of confidence. He believed that anyone's eyes would light up upon hearing this name because he was one of the top ten young masters and the only Young Master Dan.
"Yun Luo naturally knows Young Master Dan, Murong Zhenjie. I wonder if you can answer a question of mine," Liu Yunluo said softly.
"Go ahead, Miss Yun Luo," Murong Zhenjie said with a graceful smile.
"May I ask Young Master Murong, who is the most beautiful lady here?"
"Of course, Miss Yun Luo is the most beautiful. Although the other six ladies are also beautiful, they are not as elegant as Miss Yun Luo. In my eyes, the most important thing for a woman is her temperament and talent. Looks are secondary," Murong Zhenjie said with a smile. His smile was filled with arrogance.
"What about Ma Fei? What do you think?" Liu Yunluo looked at Ma Fei.
Ma Fei glanced at Liu Yunluo and said, "To me, beauty is but a bag of skin. I only recognize the strong and the weak."
"Unromantic." Murong Zhenjie shook his head.
Zhou Yang couldn't help but laugh. This Ma Fei was as crazy as the rumors said. However, this kind of person was easier to get along with than a hypocrite like Murong Zhenjie.
"Well said." Liu Yunluo nodded and looked at Zhou Yang. "Young Master Zhou, what do you think …"
Zhou Yang thought for a moment. He knew that the test had begun. He smiled and said, "In my eyes, the servant beside you is the most beautiful."
"Haha …"
Murong Zhenjie instantly laughed. The other ladies also covered their mouths and laughed. Even Liu Yunluo shook her head and said, "Young Master Zhou's answer is really humorous."
Liu Yunluo waved her hand and the ladies all quieted down.
"Second question. As everyone knows, many demons have appeared outside the county city. What do the three of you think about them?"
"Demons are vicious and merciless. Everyone has the right to kill them. As a cultivator of the righteous path, if I meet them, I will kill them all," Murong Zhenjie said righteously.
"What about Young Master Ma?" Liu Yunluo looked at Ma Fei.
"It's just the law of the jungle." Ma Fei's answer was simple and brutal.
Liu Yunluo nodded again and looked at Zhou Yang. "Young Master Zhou, what do you think?"
"I don't understand demons, so I don't have the right to comment." Zhou Yang smiled.
"Ridiculous. As cultivators of the righteous path, we should kill demons. It seems that the two of you are no longer of our race," Murong Zhenjie rebuked.
Zhou Yang and Ma Fei didn't say anything. They just looked at Liu Yunluo and waited for her answer.
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