What! ?
Private venue?
Hearing this, the four of them were stunned.
I didn’t expect that even an ordinary restaurant in this remote suburb could be booked out?
"Are you from Huashan?" Han Muchun frowned, thinking to himself, Huashan disciples, what are you doing here?
And the venue is also reserved. Is it such a grand event?
The leading disciple said proudly: "Yes, they are Huashan disciples! Today, several of our Huashan ancestors are dining here, so we have reserved the place."
The owner of the restaurant behind him also looked helpless.
They can't afford to offend these Taoists.
Of course, the reservation money is enough, which is the only relief.
"We will have a meal here." Tang Yiyi said, "We will leave after eating."
"No." The group of people disagreed. "You go and eat somewhere else!"
When Han Muchun heard this, he immediately became furious: "Is there any other place to eat here!?"
After all, he has been in the Yongzhou camp all year round and knows this area well.
Before entering the mountain, this hotel is the last place to stay.
"Then I don't care." The group of people were very domineering and refused to accommodate anything they said. "You can go wherever you like. Anyway, we have reserved the place today."
"Why don't you wait outside. After our ancestors have eaten and drunk, and we've left, you can come in and dine again!"
How unreasonable!
When Han Muchun heard this, he became furious.
"You guys, don't bully others too much!" Han Muchun was furious.
"What?" Those Huashan disciples said with a cold smile, "Boy, do you want to fight?"
Apart from anything else, when it comes to taking action, Huashan is really nothing to be afraid of in the entire Yongzhou.
Huashan Mountain in Xiyue is the fourth cave of Taoism. It is a place where outstanding people and talents emerge in large numbers.
The disciples within the sect are naturally proud of the others and have few rivals.
"Do you know who I am?" Han Muchun saw that the other party was not friendly, so he prepared to announce his identity before taking action. "I am from the Yongzhou Army! I am in charge of the logistics department!"
"Haha, you're just a big-headed soldier, how dare you show off in front of us?"
"I thought you were the God of War, you were so loud!"
When the Huashan disciples heard this, they laughed and didn't take it to heart at all.
"That's unreasonable!"
Han Muchun was even more furious when he was ignored by several young Huashan disciples.
So he continued to bring out his cousin: "My cousin is Li Pingliang, one of the Eight Cavalrymen of Yongzhou!"
"You don't know me, but you must have heard of my cousin!"
After saying his cousin's name, Han Muchun couldn't help but show a proud look, as if his face was illuminated.
Li Pingliang! ?
The few Huashan disciples looked at each other.
Seeing that they didn't know each other, they were about to answer.
But just then - "What are you doing over there? Why is it so noisy?"
Several Huashan disciples looked back and were shocked. They bowed their heads and stepped aside, calling themselves elders.
I saw an old man with a tall figure, an immortal spirit, and great style.
As soon as he appeared, the surrounding Huashan disciples bowed their heads and did not dare to take a breath.
Ye Feng took a closer look and couldn't help being surprised.
I thought: What a coincidence! ?
The person who came was none other than Master Hidden Sword who was the referee at Baiyun Temple last time with the temple owner Lu Daoxuan!
Ye Feng didn't expect that by such a coincidence, he would meet him here again today.
Of course, it was his master Chu Wudao who was talking to Master Hidden Sword at that time.
Ye Feng has no connection with this person.
"A group of people came outside and insisted on dining here!" The young disciples explained simply.
"Isn't the place already reserved?" Master Zangjian said calmly, "Send them away and let them go to eat elsewhere. My senior brothers like a quiet dining environment."
Seeing the elders of Huashan come forward, Han Muchun simply negotiated with him: "We are not ordinary people."
"I am from the Yongzhou Army, and my cousin is Li Pingliang, one of the Eight Cavalrymen of Yongzhou."
"Give our Yongzhou Army some face, and we'll have a meal in this hall and then leave!"
When Master Cangjian heard this, he naturally would not take Yongzhou Eight Cavalry seriously, and he had never heard of Li Pingliang.
"Noisy!"
Just waved his hand, wanting to send them away.
As a result, Master Hidden Sword froze and froze on the spot, with a look of horror on his face.
Because he saw a terrifying and familiar face among the four people opposite.
"That...that's not..."
Master Hidden Sword trembled all over, and his mind was in a state of confusion. He couldn't help but recall the final battle at Baiyun Temple that day.
I was lucky enough to survive, but it left a lifelong shadow.
I originally planned not to go to Beijing again in this life, and I didn’t want to see that face again.
What are you afraid of? What will happen?
If you don't go, the other party seems to be lingering and chases after you?
What a good thing! ?
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