It would be best for Chen Xin to resolve this matter and save him a lot of trouble.
Before the celebration banquet was over, Huang Ziming and others left in despair under the strange looks of everyone.
"Damn, why is this kid so arrogant? Isn't he just hugging Zheng Wenlong's lap?"
"Yes, that Zheng Wenlong is also rubbish. He has just become King Wu and is so arrogant. How dare he not take my Qin family seriously!"
"what is this!"
In a Cullinan Middle School not far from the Qingzhou Wushu Association, a group of dudes were filled with indignation, spitting smoke and swearing loudly.
"Have you had enough of your nonsense?"
A cold voice sounded, and everyone looked at Huang Shaoming, who was sitting in the back row with a gloomy face.
The faces of the group of dudes all changed.
"Young Master Huang, why are you so angry over a mere Zheng Wenlong?"
"Yes, that Zheng Wenlong just became the King of Martial Arts and didn't know the depth of martial arts, so he was so arrogant and domineering. Why do you have to be like a stupid young man!"
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"Yes, Mr. Huang, it would be beneath your dignity to be like this kind of mud-legged guy..."
The tone of several dudes changed instantly and they all tried to persuade him.
In fact, although these people were representatives sent by their respective families, it was enough to show that their respective families did not actually attach much importance to Zheng Wenlong.
After all, the powerful King Wu did not come in person, and even the head of the family did not come, and sent a junior to come to congratulate him.
Zheng Wenlong has only been in the realm of Grand Master for so many years, but he still had a rough background. Although he has broken through King Wu now, he still doesn't have many connections and influence in King Wu's circle.
Those martial arts giants with Martial Kings basically did everything perfunctory, and even the Martial Kings in the clan most likely didn't know about Zheng Wenlong's breakthrough to Martial King.
Moreover, given the status of these people in the family, it is impossible to ask the ancestor of the clan to take action.
As long as the strong Martial King in the clan does not take action, no matter how hard they talk, Zheng Wenlong is still a strong Martial King. They have no choice but to humiliate themselves.
Among the few people, only Huang Ziming has the highest status in the Huang family. He has reached the master level at a young age. It is said that he is also the direct disciple of the powerful Martial King in the clan.
Therefore, Huang Ziming has always been the eldest brother among several people.
At this moment, seeing Huang Ziming getting angry, several people retreated.
Huang Ziming snorted coldly: "Humph, none of them are useful!"
Several dudes laughed, and Cullinanli fell into silence for a moment.
"I, Huang Ziming, will not be a human unless I take revenge for this!"
Huang Ziming snorted coldly and looked in the direction of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association with a sinister expression. He looked at several dudes again. The cold smile on Huang Ziming's face made them shiver.
"Young Master Huang, the power of the Martial King is not something that we can offend. We..."
"What? Are you scared now?"
Huang Ziming sneered: "You don't have to do anything, just listen to my arrangements. Don't you dare to do this? Are you so brave and you are still a descendant of Queen Wu? You still call me brother and brother with Huang Ziming?"
In the car, the atmosphere fell silent for a while.
"Brother Ziming! Just say it, we will listen to you!"
One dude suddenly spoke, and several other dudes nodded in agreement.
Huang Ziming nodded with satisfaction: "Ayong, drive, avoid surveillance, and go to Qinglong Club."
"yes."
In the driver's seat, a sturdy middle-aged man nodded muffledly, started the car and drove away.
…
Qingzhou Wushu Association, the banquet hall on the second floor calmed down after a brief commotion.
Two distinct circles were formed.
When some dudes saw Ning Chen driving Huang Ziming and others away, they immediately stayed away from them and distanced themselves from them.
However, there were a few dandy boys who had no dealings with Huang Ziming who came forward to talk to Ning Chen, hoping to establish a relationship and to curry favor with Zheng Wenlong.
This group of people was vaguely headed by a young man, who stepped forward to propose a toast, with a very low posture, intending to make friends.
Ning Chen has no interest in this kind of communication at all. In their view, the strong King Wu is the overlord of a party, an extremely powerful existence, and building a relationship will be of great help to himself and his family.
But Ning Chen had no such idea at all.
Not to mention the Martial King, even the Martial King and even the Xia Kui are just ordinary people in his eyes. A mere warrior, not even an immortal cultivator, is there anything to befriend?
Therefore, whether it is the Xiakui or the Wushu Association, they are all just accepting his favor and doing things for him, and the boundaries are still very clear.
What surprised Ning Chen was that Chen Xin seemed to be very familiar with the young man named Dong who was the leader. The two sat together, talking and laughing.
The young man named Dong is named Dong Chengfeng. It is said that he is the eldest son of the Dong family. He is similar in age to Chen Xin. He is also a peak martial arts master. His strength should be on par with Wen Qinglan.
Ning Chen was too lazy to pay attention, and he didn't like this kind of gathering.
He casually said hello to Zheng Wenlong and left.
Before leaving, Ning Chen looked at Chen Xin: "Miss Chen, if you practice the method I just taught you every day, you will be able to fully control your current physical condition in less than half a year, so there is no need to worry."
Chen Xin nodded hurriedly, smiled and nodded to Ning Chen: "Mr. Ning, you have saved me for the third time. I will come to thank you in person later!"
Ning Chen waved his hand: "Okay, if there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first, you can take it easy!"
Ning Chen was about to leave after saying this, but Dong Chengfeng's voice sounded from behind: "Mr. Ning, wait!"
Ning Chen turned around and looked at Dong Chengfeng with raised eyebrows: "Is there anything else?"
Dong Chengfeng hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said: "Mr. Ning, I just want to remind you that Huang Ziming will retaliate for his anger. Although he appeared to be soft today, Zheng Wenlong will never let him lose face in front of so many insiders. Those who are willing to give up.”
"As long as I'm here, that Huang Ziming can't make any waves!"
Chen Xin's pretty face turned cold. Today, Ning Chen and Zheng Wenlong still had trouble with Huang Ziming because of themselves. Naturally, she couldn't just sit idly by and ignore this matter.
Ning Chen stood there, thought for a moment, and said, "There is no need for Miss Chen to worry about my affairs, but Xiao Zheng needs more attention from Miss Chen."
As soon as Ning Chen said this, everyone at the dinner table was stunned.
Xiao Zheng?
Could it be that the little Zheng in Ning Chen's mouth is Zheng Wenlong?
Today's Zheng Wenlong is a strong King of Martial, and he is a strong King of Martial who is not more than a hundred years old. It can be said that there are only a handful of strong Martial Kings under a hundred years old in the entire China.
Ning Chen called Zheng Wenlong Xiao Zheng!
Chen Xin smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Ning, this matter will be taken care of by me!"
Ning Chen nodded, Chen Xin's identity in China did bring many conveniences, and then he quietly left the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association with Zi Ji, without disturbing Zheng Wenlong who was downstairs reminiscing and drinking with several grand masters and powerful masters.
After Ning Chen left, Chen Xin and others immediately started discussing it as if they were having a blast. The topic of discussion was naturally Ning Chen's identity.
