After sending the money master away, Yang Zhao saw Bai Gongfeng followed by a young man wearing moon-white clothes.
This young man looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, his face was full of youthful spirit, and there was an unconcealable arrogance in his eyes when he looked at Yang Zhao.
Bai Chong serves as the go-between to introduce each other.
"This is Mr. Lin from Yunzhou Prefecture School."
"This is Yang Zhao."
After the two parties greeted each other, Mr. Lin's tone contained a bit of disdain.
"I heard that Fellow Daoist Yang has never been to a private school? You have to be careful. Our Yunzhou Academy has always been rigorous, and not just anyone can come if they want to."
This sentence made the atmosphere on the court suddenly cool down, and Bai Gongfeng's face froze.
It was also the first time for Yang Zhao to meet such a person who couldn't get off the stage when they first met. She didn't reply, but just looked at Bai Chongfeng.
If she scolded him back about something like this, he would easily be choked by the other party. After all, she didn't have the identity to suppress the young man, and the scene would be even more embarrassing in the end.
Bai Gongfeng also understood the meaning of her eyes, and his face gradually darkened.
"Master Lin, this is the list established by Yunzhou Prefecture School in our Northern Zhou Association of Commerce. If you are dissatisfied with the person we are looking for, you can directly ask your teacher to withdraw the list. There is no need to complain here."
The United Chamber of Commerce of the Northern Zhou Dynasty can gain a foothold in Lijing, so it is naturally not someone who can be bullied.
Initially, the young man surnamed Lin was still looking blank, but as soon as Bai Gongfeng spoke, his attitude softened a bit.
"It's a harsh statement in vain. I didn't mean it. I was just afraid that some people would think that I was Yao Guangshu and dreamed of being the leader, so I wanted to give you a few words of advice."
Hey, it seems that Yao Guangshu is the top student who transferred from Yongzhou University to Yunzhou University. It seems that Mr. Lin is very dissatisfied with Yao Guangshu.
It's just that he didn't dare to vent his anger on Yao Guangshu, but he vented it on Yang Zhao, and it seemed that he didn't want to vent his anger again.
"Master Lin, I don't care about the position of leader at all. If you want to, you can fight for it yourself. Why come here and talk to me, an outsider?"
Mr. Lin suddenly blushed and snorted coldly.
"I hope you can still have this kind of talk when you study in my Yunzhou Mansion."
Yang Zhao chuckled: "As a person, my best quality is sincerity, and what I love most is to tell the truth. When I come to study in your Yunzhou Prefecture, I will naturally have the same mouth."
The people around were amused by Yang Zhao.
Mr. Lin glared at her fiercely.
"I just hope that your skills on your hands are half as good as your words."
He turned around and said goodbye to Bai Cangfeng: "Bai Cangfeng, since she is already here, I will take her back with me."
Bai Gongfeng gave it away cheerfully: "After all, Fellow Daoist Yang is the person we found from the Northern Zhou United Chamber of Commerce. I hope Mr. Lin will take good care of him."
At the door, Yang Zhao also said goodbye to Bai Gongfeng.
He returned the gift and said, "Then I wish fellow Taoist Yang a good start and success."
Mr. Lin's face was ugly, and he walked forward with a pair of sleeves.
"Let's go."
To be honest, if it weren't for the Dinghai Orb, Yang Zhao would have walked away long ago, and he would never waste time with him here.
Mr. Lin used the lightening technique as soon as he reached the street. Although he did not run to maintain his dignity, he still walked very fast.
He wanted to give Yang Zhao some power, but the power he gave was not enough, just like letting a child get angry.
Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows and reached out to hail a beast cart parked on the roadside to get on.
"Boss, follow the young man in the moon-white clothes in front of you."
The owner of the car asked cheerfully: "Don't you need to invite that young man to get in the car?"
"No, that young man wants to lose weight and just wants to walk around on this street."
Maybe the car owners are a bit gossipy.
"Oh, guest, did you and that young master have a quarrel?"
"No, we just met today. Why should we quarrel? We can't quarrel."
Yang Zhao replied and stopped talking.
Mr. Lin was walking in front, but he suddenly turned around and found that Yang Zhao was missing.
Seeing him wandering around, Yang Zhao stuck his head out of the car and waved.
"Mr. Lin, you can hurry up ahead. I will never lose you behind you."
Mr. Lin stood there with a red face and walked, not wanting to leave or not. Finally, he glared at her fiercely and hailed a car and got in.
"Boss, follow the car that the young man got into."
"Okay, don't worry."
The two beast carts were driving one behind the other on the streets of Lijing, going further and further off the road.
The car in front turned left and right, taking Yang Zhao to another street. As soon as he entered this street, it was obvious that there were more young people coming and going.
There are not many shops on this street, most of them are restaurants. The rest of the doors have a certain club written on them, and young people come in and out from time to time.
The two beast carts walked for a while and stopped in front of the Yunzhou Guild Hall.
It seemed that he was at the right place. Yang Zhao got out of the car and paid the bill with the car owner. The car owner patted the beast's butt and left.
"Come with me."
Mr. Lin walked straight into the Yunzhou Guild Hall, and Yang Zhao followed slowly, admiring the decorations here.
The decoration of this club is not very luxurious, but there is an antique charm everywhere, and it seems that this club has seen a lot of age.
But the young people coming in and out brought a different kind of vitality to the club.
These young people should all know Mr. Lin, and they will always say hello to him when they meet.
Mr. Lin would also smile and return the greetings to them, but would not answer those who wanted to ask about Yang Zhao's origins.
It seems that he is not ungrateful, he is polite to others.
Yang Zhao didn't say anything and just followed silently.
After a while, Mr. Lin led her to a room door and knocked on the door.
"Sir, I have brought you the man. Do you want to see it?"
Then I heard a deep male voice coming from the house.
"Come in, we happen to be here, gentlemen."
Lin Gongze and Yang Zhao pushed the door open and saw a large round table in the center of the spacious room. Around the table, eight or nine people were writing and drawing with pens and paper.
One of them, a thin middle-aged man, put down his pen and paper and called Yang Zhao and the others over.
He looked at Yang Zhao carefully.
"Are you the twenty-two-year-old in the foundation building stage?"
Yang Zhao saluted and said hello.
"Exactly, the cultivation level is guaranteed to be genuine."
The thin middle-aged man suddenly laughed.
"What are you good at? Are you good at fighting?"
It seems that Bai Gongfeng clearly told this middle-aged man the news about Yang Zhao.
Generally, people like Yang Zhao who have never attended a government school have limited access to cultivation knowledge, which generally does not involve refining weapons or elixirs.
His most powerful strengths are his bravery and ruthlessness, and his ability to fight with others desperately.
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