"Senior brother, I still have something to ask for."
Yan Bingyue spoke again, her tone still cold. But the slight blush on her cheeks was telling her inner peace.
"Huh? Do you have anything else to do?"
Yang Dong frowned and couldn't help but look at the lovely person in front of him.
Yan Bingyue had long been accustomed to his gaze and continued to speak, minding her own business:
"Senior brother, have you ever heard of a martial arts conference?"
Clam? ? ?
When Yang Dong heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
Martial arts conference?
Why does this name seem familiar? Could there be an old man wearing a turtle shell on his back, and he would also participate?
He cursed in his heart, but heard Yan Bingyue continue to say:
"Senior brother, I don't know. This martial arts conference is a competition between various sects in the world. The winner of the competition will be respected by each sect."
Hearing this, Yang Dong was startled again, and he subconsciously asked:
"Isn't that right? In a martial arts conference like yours, you should compete until the end. You shouldn't introduce a martial arts leader and then give orders to the world. Don't you dare to disobey?"
"Brother, where did you hear all this nonsense?"
Yan Bingyue glanced at him angrily and continued to explain patiently:
"Senior brother, this martial arts conference is just a place for people who practice martial arts to discuss and communicate. Where will the leader of the martial arts alliance be selected?"
"What's more, now that the three sects control the world, even the weak Zhou Dynasty is strictly guarding against civilian warriors. As for the remaining sects, they are either hiding in the mountains and old forests, or they are like the Green Lotus and White Lotus. The imperial court’s blacklist.”
"So the number of people attending the conference was not as high as you might think."
"If that's the case, then why did you ask me to participate?"
Yang Dong asked very puzzledly.
"Actually, actually..."
The blush on Yan Bingyue's cheeks not only did not subside, but intensified. At this moment, she could no longer remain calm, but blushed with embarrassment, lowered her head and whispered:
"If we can get the leader of the martial arts conference, our White Lotus Sect can win a seat in the council hall."
"So you want me to attend the martial arts conference on behalf of your White Lotus Sect?"
Yang Dong asked uncertainly, but Yan Bingyue shook her head.
"Senior brother, you are too worried. You are not a White Lotus disciple, so how can you represent us in the martial arts conference?"
"I plan to...if senior brother can attend the martial arts conference with me, I can take advantage of...the opportunity to seize the time to practice and improve my strength."
Although the words were cryptic, Yang Dong had completely understood what Bingbing meant.
According to her idea, she just wants to use herself as a power bank!
It’s just that what I am charging is not electricity, but energy and blood...
Even Yang Dong couldn't help but blush at the thought of the wars raging along the way.
He coughed dryly and said slowly:
"Um...it's not impossible to accompany you, but now that the capital city of Da Zhou is under siege, I need to stabilize Da Zhou first."
Yan Bingyue nodded slightly,
"It's natural."
"By the way, what is the council chamber you are talking about?"
"Senior brother, don't you know the meeting hall?"
A look of surprise flashed across Yan Bingyue's eyes. But he still patiently explained.
"The so-called council is actually an organization under the Law Organization. Senior brothers from the Law Organization should know that, right?"
Yang Dong nodded slightly, but his eyes were a bit serious.
Seeing this, Yan Bingyue continued to explain:
"The so-called meeting hall was established by the successive leaders of the martial arts conference. Its purpose is to discuss some major events in martial arts and even the world for the Tonglu organization."
As soon as these words came out, Yang Dong was slightly startled.
"Isn't the Law Organization aloof? Will they listen to the ideas of this council?"
"What the senior brother said is true, the law organization is indeed superior. But... they themselves also need to absorb some new members."
Yan Bingyue said, stood up and poured a cup of hot tea for Yang Dong.
Yang Dong picked up the tea cup and took a sip, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.
"So what you're saying is that the members of this council will one day join the Law Organization?"
"Yes, but not entirely."
"In short, if the White Lotus Sect wants to develop further, it urgently needs a seat in the council. In order to show the sincerity of our White Lotus Sect, we will help with the Wucheng matter."
Yang Dong nodded slightly. He understood that the person negotiating with him at this moment was not only the junior sister with many postures, but also represented the entire White Lotus Sect.
After pondering for a moment, he nodded slightly.
"In this case, I will accept this matter."
After settling her worries, the expression on Yan Bingyue's cheeks became obviously much more relaxed.
Just when Yang Dong thought that he would be hungry tonight, Yan Bingyue suddenly jumped up and jumped out of the window.
Yan Bingyue seemed to have guessed Yang Dong's inner thoughts. She stood on the branch and glanced at him charmingly. Mouthed and said:
"Senior brother, we are busy with affairs in the teaching, so I will take my leave first."
“Senior brother’s thoughts will naturally be fulfilled when he attends the martial arts conference.”
After saying that, he moved away in a flash, leaving only a fragrant breeze in place.
Yang Dong stared out the window blankly. After a moment of silence, he looked away reluctantly.
If I had known this, I should have brought Yao Jia here.
I won’t have long nights and sleepless nights.
Silently gathering his thoughts, Yang Dong picked up the brush and wrote a secret order on the rice paper.
…
Xiong County, outside the city,
County Magistrate Chen wore a long gown and walked into an inn alone.
The inn was in disrepair for a long time. A gust of wind blew by, and there was a sound of wood clashing from the windows.
At this moment, there were actually no other guests in the huge inn.
County Magistrate Chen didn't seem to care. After walking into the inn, he found a table and sat down anywhere.
The waiter is a thin man with a long scar at the corner of his eye.
He silently walked forward and asked:
"Do you want to be a guest or stay in a hotel?"
"Just take a rest."
After County Magistrate Chen finished speaking, he put the baggage in his hand aside and continued to think about himself:
"Where's the Bald Mountain Dove? Why isn't he here?"
Hearing the name Bald Mountain Dove, a cold light flashed on the waiter's cheek.
He smiled slightly, but it was a superficial smile.
"Is this guest officer mistaken for the wrong person?"
"I've never heard of a bald mountain dove."
County Magistrate Chen smiled noncommittally, then pointed to the teapot on the table and said:
"Your inn really has no rules. When guests come in, they don't even pour out the pot of tea. Since the bald mountain dove doesn't want to show up, let's give up."
"But... a big shot has come to the capital. I advise you to go into the mountains during these days."
