"Is the Chinese saying that you don't care about what's going on outside the window a Chinese like you?"
No one knew whether it was because the mysterious West Region woman's charm was very strong or whether it was because she did not seem to have any weapons on her, but the old servant who had been protecting the white-clad young man did not stop her from getting closer for the first time ever.
The eyes of the martial artist at the later stage of Myth Realm shone with a wary light, but he did not move even half a step. He stood quietly behind the white-clad young man and stared at the mysterious West Region woman who was twisting her body forward like a beautiful snake.
The mysterious West Region woman clearly had extraordinary martial arts, but she was indifferent to the wary gaze from the old man behind the white-clad young man. She stared at the side profile of the extraordinary young man in front of her with a pair of alluring eyes. "Are you a scholar from the Chinese plains? A gifted scholar?"
The mysterious West Region woman seemed to have an almost fanatical obsession with scholars from the Chinese plains. She stared at the white-clad young man, who was sipping from his cup with a burning gaze.
The mysterious West Region woman gave off a very sincere and intimate feeling. When she asked this question repeatedly, even the white-clad young man felt that it would be a sin if he continued to treat her coldly.
He frowned and turned his head around.
"I have yet to ask for your name, miss."
The white-clad young man, who had not spoken all this while, finally spoke. Not only did Silver Wolf, Phantasmal Shadow, and the other martial artists perk up their ears, even the group of barbarians and red-clad Lamas in the side hall to the right put on attentive expressions. Their gazes burned.
"Oh."
The mysterious West Region woman covered her mouth and widened her eyes. She looked surprised, as if she had just remembered something very important. "By the way, I almost forgot. You Chinese place a lot of emphasis on etiquette. When you meet by chance, you must first announce your name. I am Osaya. Sir, what is your name?" Her words became cheerful, and her mischievous and adorable posture made people feel as if they were bathing in a spring breeze.
"Osaya …" The white-clad young man hummed softly.
"It's a very unique name." His words seemed to have come from the bottom of his heart. With his handsome and elegant face, he gave off the air of an elegant young man.
Before his voice faded away, a fragrant wind blew at his face.
The white-clad young man only saw a figure flash in front of him, and a soft and fragrant object appeared in his arms. His calm and aloof expression finally relaxed a little.
The other people in the inn gasped in surprise. The black veil fluttered, and Osaya, who was perfect in everyone's eyes, took the initiative to throw herself into the white-clad young man's arms. She stretched out her fair wrists and wrapped them around the white-clad young man's neck lazily. Then, she quickly pressed her lips against his face.
The inn instantly fell silent!
Everyone looked at the white-robed young master, who was holding a beautiful woman in his arms. All the male creatures' gazes were filled with heat and jealousy.
Only the Hu in the right side hall were not too surprised by Osaya's actions. Only the leader of the group had a rather nasty expression.
…
"This beauty is really bold."
"There's a beauty by his side, but he's not moved at all. This brat has good luck with women. I wonder which sect's inheritor is he from." Knife stared at the frail but wild, wheat-colored skin of the mysterious woman from the Western Regions with jealousy.
At that moment, Silver Wolf suddenly spoke up, and his tone was solemn. "I was right."
"What?"
'This woman made the old man very nervous. I reckon that at the very least, she's at the peak of Myth Realm. In fact, she might even be someone in the dao of heaven …'
"It can't be?"
Knife and the other two were shocked. They could not believe that the woman in front of them, who seemed like a stunner and did not give off a hint of threat or disgust, was actually a grandmaster.
"If she can make the old man nervous, she's definitely not a simple person!"
Silver Wolf explained softly.
"You should have noticed that the white-clad boy isn't nervous at all. I reckon that he's even stronger than his follower."
Knife and the other two did not have any objections to this.
The white-clad young master had been too calm since the start. The people in the hall had their emotions fluctuate because of the mysterious woman from the Western Regions, but he was the only one who did not care about it. In fact, even when the mysterious woman from the Western Regions descended from the sky and landed beside him, he did not spill a single drop of wine. His actions were natural, and his expression was calm. He gave off an unfathomable feeling that he was not affected by anything around him.
An elite!
An absolute elite!
"Investigate these two people's identities." Phantasmal Shadow, who had just entered Dragon Gate Inn, also noticed that the white-clad young master was extraordinary. At that moment, she stared at the white-clad young master's side profile and gave her orders firmly.
"Got it." A messenger pigeon flew out of Wu Kuo's hand.
…
"Osaya, can you come down?"
"Why? Don't you like Osaya? "
Her charming and alluring eyes and the joy that she did not hide were incredibly alluring.
"This is the first time we're meeting. There's an ancient saying that men and women should not touch each other."
"Men and women should not touch each other. I just like you Chinese scholars when you shake your heads and speak in a literary manner. But you're prettier." Osaya's innocent and romantic tone, coupled with her perfect angelic face and devilish body, was a great shock to all the men in the area. They wanted to be in her place, but it also made many people admire the white-clad young master, who could still remain calm even when he was in love.
"You haven't told Osaya what your name is."
Osaya obediently got down from the white-clad young master's body, but she did not return to her seat. Instead, she leaned close to him. Many of the people in the inn could still see that the white-clad young master was relaxed, as if he had been released from a great burden.
Many people perked up their ears.
"Gusu's Blue-robed Hero."
The white-clad young master's answer caused quite a number of people in the hall to tremble. They seemed to have thought of something.
"You're from the Chinese plains' Murong Clan? A famous clan? "Osaya's eyes lit up, and she voiced the question in everyone's hearts.
"…"
The white-clad young master smiled and said nothing. He neither nodded nor denied it.
However, his demeanor and bearing did indeed have the presence of a famous clan. Many people believed most of it, and they thought that the Murong Clan had produced another genius, one who was even above Murong Fu.
Just when everyone was listening to the duo's conversation in an attempt to obtain useful information, a loud bang suddenly came from the right side hall.
Many people in the inn were shocked.
The barbarian in the lead stared at the white-clad young master and Osaya with a dark expression.
The Chinese-speaking barbarian stood up boldly.
"Osaya, my master is warning you. Don't continue being intimate with this Chinese brat, or else, my master will not guarantee that he will be able to leave the desert alive."
Everyone in the inn could sense a hint of jealousy in his words, and they stared at the leading barbarian in surprise.
It seemed like there was something going on between this barbarian and Osaya.
When she heard this, Osaya's reaction was very strange.
She cast an angry glance at the right side hall. "Do I need you, Hu Baiwan, to butt in when I, Osaya, like someone?"
"But don't forget, if my master wasn't around, would you have your current achievements?"
The barbarian snorted coldly.
"In the past, it was your master's wishful thinking. He was the one who delivered the items to me." Osaya's angry expression was also very wild and alluring. When she said this, she paused for a moment. "Today, when we reach Dragon Gate Inn, I will bring out the items you need from the desert palace and give them to you. At that time, we will be even! We will not owe each other anything! "
When they heard this, the people in the inn understood what was going on, and shock appeared on their faces.
Hu Baiwan!
The richest merchant in the world, Hu Baiwan!
Hu Baiwan, who had built Mountain Villa of Ten Thousand Beasts in the Chinese plains and wanted to use the treasures to whittle down the Chinese players' strength, was right in front of them.
It was no wonder then why Myth Realm martial artists cleared the path for him wherever he went.
"So, it's him!"
"Looks like the legend of the desert palace is most likely true!"
"Or else, it's impossible for someone like Hu Baiwan to come personally." Phantasmal Shadow, Silver Wolf, and the others became excited.
The treasure house in Mountain Villa of Ten Thousand Beasts was just something Hu Baiwan had casually placed there, but it was already something they longed for. Countless Chinese heroes had already bowed to it. If the treasures in Dragon Gate Inn could even attract someone like Hu Baiwan, then just this alone showed just how attractive the desert palace was!
"Mobilize our forces!"
Phantasmal Shadow immediately reacted. Her tone was grave and resolute, and she had Wu Kuo quickly release the second messenger pigeon.
Silver Wolf and the other players in the inn felt their bodies burn with excitement.
However, many people wanted to know the relationship between the mysterious West Region woman and Hu Baiwan. They wanted to know more information about the desert palace.
As of current, what they knew was that the mysterious West Region woman seemed to owe Hu Baiwan a favor, and she intended to enter the desert palace to help Hu Baiwan get what he wanted. With that, she could repay the favor and be even.
But Hu Baiwan's reaction was even stranger.
He swept his gaze over the white-clad young man beside Osaya coldly, and with half-baked Chinese, he enunciated each word clearly, "You … fancy this scholar?"
"It's none of your business."
Osaya could see the killing intent in Hu Baiwan's eyes. She straightened her body a little, and her expression became solemn. She knew Hu Baiwan very well. Not only did he have a lot of elites around him, and he enjoyed the treatment of an emperor, he was also an elite himself. If it were not for the fact that they were at the border of West Region and the central plains, there would be no one who could stop Hu Baiwan from getting the treasures in the desert palace! However, it was very easy for Hu Baiwan to kill someone.
The martial artists in Dragon Gate Inn could tell that Hu Baiwan wanted to kill the white-clad young man, and they became wary.
"You are the Holy Maiden of the Western Region. In the entire Western Region, even in the entire world, only my Master is worthy of you. No one can touch the King's woman."
Following Hu Baiwan's gibberish, the Chinese-speaking Hu opened his mouth again, his killing intent overflowing!
As soon as he finished speaking!
The group of red-clad lamas behind him had ferocious and ruthless expressions on their faces. Their footsteps were heavy and slow as they walked out from the side hall and surrounded the old man and the young man.
However, the group of people did not dare to attack immediately!
After all …
The white-clad young man might seem to have a low qi realm and only had pretty good courage and presence, but the person standing behind him was a true martial artist at the later stage of Myth Realm. He was at the level of a grandmaster, and the group did not dare to act too recklessly.
"Hu Baiwan!"
Osaya stood up in anger.
Hu Baiwan lifted his cup in a relaxed manner, but he did not say anything.
When he saw that the pressure brought by the red-clad Lamas was becoming stronger after they surrounded him, the old man at the later stage of Myth Realm had his expression turn dark, and he tucked his hands into his sleeves.
The hostility in the inn grew stronger!
At that moment, the white-clad young man said, "Osaya, leave …" Once he said those words, everyone in the inn put on dumbfounded and derisive expressions, including Osaya. She could not believe that Gusu's Blue-robed Hero would be suppressed by Hu Baiwan's aura, even though he had been calm and collected.
'Did he admit defeat?'
But the white-clad young man's next words caused everyone's hearts to tense.
"You owe Hu Baiwan a favor, and in the end, you will definitely help Hu Baiwan. I don't fight meaningless battles, and I don't want to bring trouble to myself.
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