CHAPTER 881: CHAPTER 881: BANQUET

"The Martial Arts Battle is a grand banquet organized by all the seniors of the Martial Arts Class, attended by all the Martial Artists. In the Martial Arts World, there will be many masters from Taishan Beidou, and a ceremony will be held to select successors as Disciples."

"If you are fortunate enough to become a successor, the future will be limitless!"

"Is that so?"

Ye Fengsheng looked at him and said, "I’m afraid some major teams will use this to show their strength, thereby achieving a level of deterrence, right? After all, such large-scale events require the initiation of many forces. They won’t lack qualified disciples."

Shen Wenzhou smiled awkwardly and bitterly, "Mr. Ye Gaoming, if we are fortunate to receive advice from a renowned teacher in the secular world, how could such a thing happen?"

Ye Fengsheng was very thoughtful.

He didn’t expect these Martial Artists to be so arrogant. He thought that only those who roam the world would have their noses in the air before practicing Martial Arts. Do these Martial Artists dare to stick their faces to the wealthy like Shen Wenzhou?

I’m afraid Shen Wenzhou’s words are too exaggerated.

On the other side, Lin Dongqing looked at Elder Shen and said, "Mr. Ye, it’s not early anymore. Why don’t we have dinner first? I’ve just made all the arrangements. Let’s discuss as we eat?"

Looking at the gloomy day, Ye Fengsheng nodded and set it aside.

They walked ahead, and Ye Fengsheng followed without hesitation.

If you don’t know someone, just look at Ye Fengsheng’s effortless demeanor; I’m afraid everyone would mistake him for the master here.

"Second Brother, wait here. I’ll arrange the positions."

Lin Dongqing and Shen Wenzhou took the first step, slightly apologetic, disappearing at the corridor’s corner.

Ye Fengsheng, sitting on the seat in the hall, had nothing to do with waiting; of course, he knew these two weren’t simply arranging the banquet but were more likely exchanging attitudes and opinions.

The rain outside was still drizzling, and when Ye Fengsheng accidentally turned his head, he found Qiu Yun surrounded, with a peculiar expression on his face.

Not only is this woman popular in Jianghai City, but she is also favored outside?

In the hall, Qiu Yun naturally noticed Ye Fengsheng’s presence, and as she met friends, the smile on her face gradually faded because this person was too elusive to leave!

As a few friends chatted, she approached Ye Fengsheng. Her alabaster chin slightly raised, she stood high and asked, "Why are you here?"

Yes, according to her arrangement, Ye Fengsheng should be waiting in the room at this time. Why did he suddenly run out and lock himself in this place?

Can this person not give themselves a breather? Why be so persistent?

Ye Fengsheng was already used to Qiu Yun’s piercing tone but didn’t mind, pointing to the end of the corridor: "Met two friends here, waiting for them to arrange."

Qiu Yun showed a doubtful expression on her face, "You? Friends?"

"Didn’t you just come to Jianghai City? How did you meet them?"

Although she asked like this, Qiu Yun was already convinced in her heart that Ye Fengsheng was watching her but only found an excuse to deal with her inquiries.

"This is none of your business."

Ye Fengsheng was too lazy to say anything, looking at everyone and said, "Your friends are waiting for you."

Qiu Yun turned to look, realizing it was true, then turned and left with a cold sentence:

"Don’t follow me!"

Ye Fengsheng shrugged, really not understanding how Qiu Yun’s self-importance was formed, but it really was none of his business; he was just too lazy to think about it, withdrawing his gaze, waiting for Lin Dongqing and Shen Wenzhou’s exchange of opinions.

Qiu Yun had an extraordinary temperament, not only a socialite in Jianghai City but also a famous beauty in the neighboring province. Now appearing here naturally attracted countless people.

Just in those two sentences, many people had already turned their gaze toward Ye Fengsheng’s voice.

A man in a neat shirt with an extraordinary appearance glanced at Ye Feng’s sound with the corner of his eye, then refocused on Qiu Yun, intentionally or not, putting on a composed appearance.

He slightly tilted his mouth, saying to his companion, "Cai Xing, you go invite that person over."

He was the son-in-law of Qi Country’s business leader. In Qi Country, he could say there was no equal. After meeting Qi Yun by chance last year, he was stunned by her presence and immediately launched a fierce pursuit. He never wanted something he couldn’t get, but Qi Yun refused him outright, not even giving him a look. Now he found Qi Yun intentionally interacting with such a strange face, which was a bit interesting.

"Okay."

Without asking why Cai Xing, dressed in a tidy blue suit, directly accepted and walked toward Ye Fengsheng.

"This friend, Mr. Liu Shao wishes to invite you over."

The sudden sound reached the ears, and Ye Feng barely looked up at the person, then looked away without a hint of interest.

Cai Xing glanced at him, "Mr. Liu Shao is a notable person. If he requested you, it’s a fortune for you. Aren’t you going quickly?"

"No time, scram."

Ye Fengsheng dismissed the odd person with three words.

He was also speechless; this Qiu Yun was really troublesome. He did nothing, was miles away from her, and still, someone came to trouble him because of her? It was utterly ridiculous!

"You don’t know what’s good for you!"

Cai Xing was also angry. Although he wanted to listen to Liu Yuan, it didn’t mean he lacked status. On the contrary, apart from Liu Yuan, the entire city belonged to Cai Xing, and his face was the largest. Now being snubbed by an unknown person was indeed absurd!

Ye Feng looked at the angry person and said in an amusing tone, "You’re talking too much. He’s not dead. He can wait for someone to see him. If he truly wants to see me, let him come. Don’t waste your breath here."

"You!"

In the end, Cai Xing did not continue his temper because everything he did today was for old friends; there were significant figures from all walks of life. If such an unknown person ruined his image, it would be the most worthless!

As for the disdain he faced just now, he would naturally ensure it was repaid tenfold.

"Mr. Liu Shao, he doesn’t want to come. He also said, unless you die, you must go see him yourself."

After magnifying Ye Fengsheng’s previous words, Cai Xing stared at Ye Fengsheng, his voice still shared with others, embellishing the situation.

"This is interesting."

Liu Yuan, who heard this, was not angry. Instead, at this moment, he continued chatting and laughing with those around him, paying no attention to what had previously brushed his face.

Only a few people, noticing the front situation, gasped and sympathetically glanced at Ye Fengsheng’s voice.

That was the Liu family’s eldest son! With the power of their household, the eldest son of the Liu family had already stabilized a city’s economy!

Who dared not to give him face?

On the other hand, Cai Xing responded to Liu Yuan’s comments by chatting with his companions. Occasionally, when he glanced at Ye Fengsheng, the expression revealed how gratifying he felt at the moment.

Others might not know Liu Yuanliu’s temper. Does Cai Xing not?

If someone brushed his face, if he initially spewed fire, but Liu Yuan didn’t, then it meant the fire was brewing doubly, to be applied to the party’s head when appropriate!

At that time, hum!