Who is that person? Why invite us? What's the purpose?
For any person, the first thing to think about at this time would definitely be these issues, not the food on the table in front of him. But Lu Ping didn't. After thanking him, he turned around, moved his chopsticks, and walked away. Tietou, who held the glass half empty, suddenly froze there. The glass of wine in his hand, whether he drank it or not, was very embarrassing, very embarrassing.
Fortunately, there were other people at the table, so Fang Yi poured a glass of wine, raised the glass, thanked that person, and drank it all in one gulp.
Then, there was nothing more. No one invited him to drink with him, and no one came to thank him and chat with him. A glass of wine and a thank you, and it seemed like it was over.
But it doesn't. Tietou was sitting here, clearly looking at the table talking about him.
"Who is that person?"
"do not know."
"Why do you want to invite us to dinner?"
"Not sure."
"Do you want to ask him?"
"Let's talk after eating."
Then a few people continued to eat and drink, none of them seemed too worried. Tietou sat alone at the next table, feeling very depressed. He found that many people were peeking at him. Everyone is a cultivator with sharp ears and eyes. What just happened intentionally or unintentionally was seen and heard by many people. At this time, they were obviously treating him as a joke.
Although those few people might come to ask him after eating, Tietou couldn't sit still anymore. He picked up a glass of wine again and walked towards Lu Ping's table. The noise around him suddenly became much less crowded, and many people looked in this direction. Although people from Baozhilin don't mind their own business, they still want to watch the excitement and gossip.
After a few steps, Tietou came to Lu Ping's table. They finally stopped ignoring him and looked up at him together.
"Guys, I'm sorry for disturbing you," Tietou said.
"Oh? Do you want to eat together?" Fang Yizhu said.
"No need, I just want to ask a few questions about something." Tietou said.
"Oh? What's the matter?" Fang Yizhu asked.
"There are a few people, I would like to ask some of them." Tietou said.
"Are you asking us about people?" Fang Yizhu glanced at everyone suspiciously, a little confused. Sister Jin was also confused. She originally guessed that this person should be aiming at the strings of magic weapons in their hands, but in the end, he asked a few people, where are they?
"Yes, there is a man, tall, with a beard, a scar in the middle of his forehead, long hair, gray clothes, and blue pants." Tietou described.
"This..." Several people shook their heads.
Tietou disagreed, and then said: "There is another one, the same height as the previous one, short hair, sword eyebrows, high cheekbones, no beard, and black clothes."
"This... doesn't happen either." Several people continued to shake their heads.
Tietou still didn't stop, and then described the appearance of the two people in succession. Lu Ping and others were still at a loss and could only continue to shake their heads. Sister Jin kept looking at Tietou and found that his eyes and the smile on his face had not changed. After such a long time, it actually made people feel a little chilly.
He asked what the intentions of these people were. Sister Jin was thinking about it in her heart. But looking at Lu Ping, who was sitting opposite, he just answered, but didn't seem to take it seriously.
"One more." Tietou continued.
"How many are there, and what do these people have to do with us? There are so many people here, why are they asking us specifically?" Molin said impatiently.
Why ask us specifically?
As soon as this question came up, Sister Jin suddenly understood. What makes these people special compared to others is undoubtedly the large array of magic weapons in their hands. The people this person is deliberately asking are the masters of some of the magic weapons at their disposal? This man was inviting guests and asking questions. Is he actually asking for an apology?
When she thought of this, Sister Jin's wariness immediately increased a lot. She couldn't help but look around. Some of the guests eating and drinking around were indeed staring at them, but they all looked like they were watching the fun, and they didn't look like they were preparing to ambush at any time.
After hearing Mo Lin's question, Tietou's smile became even brighter and he continued to insist: "One more."
"You say it, you say it." Mo Lin looked helpless, but at this time he also glanced around.
"There's another one. He's not tall, has a bald head, long eyebrows, a goatee, and is dressed in green." Tietou said.
"Green clothes?" Lu Ping, who had been shaking his head, suddenly spoke.
"Yes, Green Clothes." Tietou nodded, staring at Lu Ping with bright eyes.
"Green clothes, bald head, I seem to have an impression of this." Lu Ping looked at the other people and said.
"Cough..." Fang Yizhu coughed slightly. Apparently they also remembered such a person. Then it is not difficult to guess the purpose of the person in front of him.
"Oh?" Tietou looked a little surprised, as if he was not prepared to hear such an answer. He was silent for a while before asking: "Where is he?" When he said this, the smile on his face had already disappeared. A lot.
"He came to steal our magic weapon in Baozhilin, and I have already killed him." Lu Ping said, his tone was the same as when he thanked Tietou before - calm and unconcerned.
Tietou's expression turned completely cold and he said calmly: "Fortunately, he can at least make you remember."
"He looks very strange. Is he your friend?" Lu Ping asked.
Looks weird? Tietou was a little surprised. He thought Lu Ping would remember this person because of his strength. After all, he was the strongest among them, but it turned out because of his strange appearance? Think about the keywords Lu Ping mentioned in his previous confirmation: bald head and green clothes. This is indeed not a common dress combination. But the cultivator's impression of people never stops at their clothes. Shouldn't they be more concerned about the other person's realm and abilities? As a result, now he stands out with his relatively rare appearance. Earlier, several people even said that they didn’t remember it. Could it be that it’s not just a disguise, but that they really don’t remember it?
How sad is it to be beaten to death but fail to leave an impression? How insignificant should he be in the eyes of his opponents?
Tietou was surprised, but saw Lu Ping still looking at him, still waiting for his answer.
"Yes, he is my friend, and a very good friend." Tietou said.
As soon as these words came out, Fang Yizhu and Mo Lin almost tried to deal with them, but they were still the same as before. There was no ambush, and the guests who were eating and drinking did not turn into killers.
"What a pity." Lu Ping said, "Your friend should learn more from you. If he also liked to treat others to dinner instead of grabbing other people's things, he wouldn't be dead now."
Tietou was stunned, and he found that he didn't know what to say. Sister Jin almost laughed out loud. It was a shame that Lu Ping could think of such serious childish words.
But then she discovered that Lu Ping was very serious. He was not teasing the possible enemy in front of him, nor was he mocking his dead opponent. This serious childish thing sounds ridiculous, but is there something wrong with it?
No, there's nothing wrong with it at all.
People who treat others to dinner are certainly more popular than people who steal other people's things.
This simple right and wrong can actually make people laugh in their cruel world.
Whose fault is this?
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Chapter 1 of 2018, Happy New Year everyone! I hope the new year will bring you more good stories.
