"Swoosh." Yue Qianchou opened the folding fan in his hand. 'My fan is bigger than yours, and it's even golden in color. A faint sneer appeared on his face.
The young man in white was taken aback, but he wasn't attracted by the fan. Instead, his gaze lingered on Yue Qianchou's face for a moment. This was the first time he had seen such a handsome person. His gaze then fell on the fan in the young man's hand, and he blurted out, "Vulgar."
His voice was a little sweet. Although he was pretending to be a man, it couldn't conceal his femininity. Yue Qianchou and Zhang Peng looked at each other. They weren't angered by his words. Instead, they began to scrutinize the young man. As they expected, the woman's features were very obvious. Her skin was fair and tender, her earlobes were pierced, and she didn't have an Adam's apple on her neck. As expected, she was a fake. Judging by her appearance, she was a rather good-looking fake.
Yue Qianchou noticed something even more interesting. When the fake was waving her fan, he noticed a thumb-sized, lifelike Dark Green Orchid embroidered on her sleeve. If he remembered correctly, the jade archive he had read about Bi Wan Country showed that the symbol of Bi Wan Country's royalty was the exact same Dark Green Orchid. Especially the fake's white fan. There was even a large "Wen" character written on it.
Who was this girl in Bi Wan Country's royalty? Why would a member of Bi Wan Country's royalty come all the way here to stay in a small inn? Yue Qianchou was deep in thought.
At that moment, Boss Sang finally managed to squeeze his way into the courtyard. He first ran over to Yue Qianchou and said respectfully, "Sir, please forgive me for disturbing your rest." He then ran over to the young man and cupped his fists, saying, "Miss, this inn has been booked. Please take a few steps downstairs. There are several other inns."
"Who are you calling a miss?" The young man shouted in a masculine voice. She refused to admit it. Little did she know, anyone could tell that she was a woman. Several guards dressed as servants came up to her.
"I was blind. Please forgive me, Young Master!" Boss Sang apologized profusely.
A middle-aged man next to the young master took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Seeing that your shop is quiet and clean, my young master has given face to stay here. Don't be ungrateful. You have fifteen minutes to clear out all the unrelated people. Otherwise, you can close your shop. "
Zhang Peng was infuriated when he heard this. He was just about to take a step when Yue Qianchou stopped him with his fan. Yue Qianchou raised his eyebrows. It seemed that because of his arrival, the inn was cleaned up from top to bottom, and it brought trouble to them instead. The middle-aged man who just spoke was actually an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. To be able to have a Nascent Soul cultivator as a guard, it seemed like this fake was undoubtedly a member of the royal family of Bi Wan Country.
Boss Sang helplessly apologized, "Esteemed guests, please don't make things difficult for me. This shop is open for business, and I've already accepted their money. How can I chase a guest out? There's no such thing!"
The middle-aged man raised his chin at Yue Qianchou and said, "How much did they pay you? We'll double it. "
"This …" Boss Sang still wanted to explain, but someone behind him shouted, "Ten thousand taels of gold. If you can take out twenty thousand taels of gold, we'll move out immediately." Boss Sang turned around. Seeing that Yue Qianchou had spoken, he simply retreated to the side and stopped talking.
The crowd's gazes all fell on Yue Qianchou. The young man in white glared at him and shouted, "Do you think I'm ignorant? Renting this shop for a day costs a hundred taels of silver. Who would spend ten thousand taels of gold?"
"I said ten thousand taels of gold, so it's ten thousand taels of gold." Yue Qianchou said indifferently, "Didn't you say you'll pay double? Don't pretend to be rich if you don't have money. Get out of here and don't disturb my rest. "
"Are you purposely looking for trouble?" The middle-aged man's tone was indifferent as he slowly walked over. It seemed that he wanted to teach Yue Qianchou a lesson. Zhang Peng clenched his fists.
Zhang Peng clenched his fists. He had long wanted to teach these people a lesson. Yue Qianchou gently folded his fan and said indifferently, "A mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator dares to behave atrociously in front of me? You're courting death."
His words immediately caused the middle-aged man to stop in his tracks. His face was filled with shock as he asked, "You … You're also a cultivator?" The fact that the other party could see through his cultivation meant that the other party's cultivation was above his. Then he looked at the towering man. The way he looked at him was extremely disdainful. It was obvious that the other party had seen through him as well. On the other hand, he couldn't even tell that these two were cultivators. It was obvious that their cultivation was much higher than his.
"What? Do you have a problem with that? "Yue Qianchou asked coldly.
"Who are you? How dare you speak so arrogantly! Guards, open your mouth! "The man in white robe angrily spoke in a bureaucratic tone. A few guards quickly rushed over. The middle-aged man spread his arms and shouted, "Stop! Back down! "The guards were obviously extremely afraid of him. After being shouted at, they quickly stopped and bowed before retreating.
The man in white robe was slightly stunned. He didn't understand why the man was suddenly afraid. This man was not a cultivator. How could he know what it meant to see through the other party's cultivation? The middle-aged man quickly apologized to Yue Qianchou, "Mister, please forgive us. Our young master is ignorant and has disturbed you. We will leave now."
"You want to leave just like that after bullying me?" Yue Qianchou asked indifferently.
The middle-aged man turned around. His face was slightly angry as he said in a deep voice, "I can see that Mister's cultivation is profound. I will respect Mister. If Mister is aggressive, I will not be afraid of trouble. Once we start fighting, the experts in Dayang City will come immediately. At that time, I don't know who will be embarrassed. "
He was right. With Wen Lanfeng's status as the second in the Cultivation World, few people in the world would dare to not give them face except for Bi Changchun. But coincidentally, they met Bi Changchun's disciple. This was called, enemies would not meet unless they were enemies.
"Hehe! Interesting. Wen Lanfeng's disciples and grand disciples actually dare to threaten me. "Yue Qianchou sneered.
His words left everyone at a loss, including the White-clothed Young Master. She obviously didn't know who the Wen Lanfeng that Yue Qianchou spoke of was. Yue Qianchou was secretly depressed. He thought, "Did I misjudge?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a long time. He asked in a surprised voice, "Mister … Mister, do you know our ancestor?"
Fortunately! Yue Qianchou heaved a sigh of relief. Causing trouble here was indeed not a good idea. Although he wasn't afraid of anything, Shi Wenguang must have had a hard time setting up an ambush in an enemy nation. If he messed it up, then he would be letting Shi Wenguang down. He waved his fan disapprovingly and said, "We haven't seen each other for many years, but we still have some friendship."
"I wonder if you can tell me your name so that I know which senior showed mercy to me. I can report this to my superiors when I return," the middle-aged man said respectfully with a shocked expression. He had already bowed so deeply that he was almost touching the ground.
Although the person in front of him looked young, how could the Cultivation World judge one's age by appearance? It wouldn't be too much of a problem if the other party was acquainted with the old ancestor, but the other party was actually saying that he was acquainted with the old ancestor … The old ancestor was already a Deity Transformation Final Stage cultivator, so those who were acquainted with him were most likely Deity Transformation Final Stage cultivators.
When he thought that he might have offended a master in the Soul Formation stage, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He had indeed been a little careless with his words. If the other party wanted to kill them, they wouldn't even know how they died, let alone wait for help.
Yue Qianchou folded the fan in his hand and said sternly, "If it weren't for the fact that you're from the Wanbi Nation's Wen Clan, none of you would be able to leave here today."
Boss Sang narrowed his eyes and quickly swept his gaze over these people. So these people were from the royal family of Bi Wan Nation. No wonder they were so arrogant. The white-robed man and his guards looked at each other. It turned out that the other party had already seen through their identities. The middle-aged man bowed again and again and said, "Thank you for showing mercy, senior! Thank you for showing mercy!"
"Go back and tell that old man Wen Lanfeng that he has taught a bunch of good disciples to bully an old friend of mine from the South Sea. I'd like to see if he can still hide in Bi Wan Nation. Tell old man Wen Lanfeng to personally come to the South Sea to apologize to me. Otherwise, don't blame me for tearing down Bi Wan Nation's palace." Yue Qianchou boasted shamelessly.
These words were earth-shattering to the ears of everyone present. Although the white-robed man and his guards didn't know who this so-called Wen Lanfeng was, they knew they had offended someone they couldn't afford to offend. Otherwise, who would dare say something like tearing down Bi Wan Nation's palace? They were all dumbfounded.
Zhang Peng had always been a calm person, but when he heard these words, he was completely confused. Could it be that Master had territory in the South Sea?
Boss Sang was even more speechless. Wow! Just who were these honored guests of the general? They wanted to tear down Bi Wan Nation's palace just because they were unhappy. This was incredible! No wonder the general personally stamped a secret order and urgently sent it over.
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and asked with a trembling voice, "Sir, are you from the South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest …"
"How dare you! Don't say what you shouldn't say. Tell old man Wen Lanfeng, he will naturally know who I am. "Yue Qianchou reprimanded.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The middle-aged man answered repeatedly, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
As Wen Lanfeng's disciples and grand disciples, how many of them didn't know who Wen Lanfeng's old friend from the South Sea was? The famous Mr. Nongzhu from the South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest was Wen Lanfeng's savior! If it weren't for Mr. Nongzhu, Wen Lanfeng would have died in the hands of the world's number one expert, Bi Changchun. If it weren't for Mr. Nongzhu, Bi Wan Nation would have been annexed by the surrounding countries after Wen Lanfeng's death. Most importantly, it was said that Mr. Nongzhu's cultivation had reached the Middle-stage of Soul Formation. An ordinary cultivator couldn't afford to offend him.
Sigh! Damn it, Mr. Nongzhu was a famous handsome man in the cultivation world. The man in front of him was unusually handsome and looked similar to the rumors. If he had thought of this earlier, he wouldn't have caused such a ruckus! The middle-aged man's intestines turned green with regret. If he really brought Mr. Nongzhu's words back, he would probably die …
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