The other two are Luo Dongxiong, who Zheng Ming had dealt with, and the other is Cheng Qingling.

Cheng Qingling, dressed in plain clothes, was holding a rag in her hand, and she was constantly wiping it on the wooden table supported by rocks.

Although Cheng Qingling's forehead was not covered with sweat due to cultivation, there was a hint of redness on her cheeks.

If the young hero from Lu Ling Mansion knew that his goddess was actually wiping the table near the toilet, I wonder if they would be furious.

"Bang!" Luo Dongxiong's palm was hammered heavily on a hard wood, and his eyes were full of angry flames: "Grandpa, the people from Dongsong Academy are really bullying! They... They actually placed us in such a place!"

Luo Jinwu's expression was very calm. He glanced at Cheng Qingling, who was gently wiping the table, as if he was not angry at all, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Although Luo Dongxiong was the young man he liked the most in the Luo family, Luo Dongxiong was not a little different from Cheng Qingling at this time.

Even a girl can keep calm, while Luo Dongxiong, a man, can't even bear this grievance.

"Where do you want to live?" Luo Jinwu asked with a stern look.

Luo Dongxiong was somewhat afraid of his grandfather. When he heard Luo Jinwu’s problem, he couldn’t help but hesitate: “It’s a place where people can live!”

"Can't people live in this place?" Luo Jinwu let go of his grandson because of Luo Dongxiong's retreat, and continued to ask step by step.

Luo Dongxiong pointed at the room and said with a hint of impulse in his words: "Grandpa, you haven't seen this place. The whole room is full of stench, how can people live?"

"What should I do if I can't stay?" Luo Jinwu took a breath and his words calmed down.

"We can't stay, let them change the place for us. Otherwise..." Luo Dongxiong said, otherwise he didn't know what to say when he was three words.

At this time, Luo Jinwu said, "Don't they change the place for us, let's leave. I'll tell you that as long as you say such words, there will definitely be no one in the entire Dongsong Academy to keep you."

"Although the three quotas in our Martial Arts Academy in the eyes of most people, do you know that the Wanjian Tower will fill a large amount of spirit stones because of our three quotas!"

"If the senior who left the Wanjian Tower had not left the stern mission, would you think Dongsong Academy would waste resources for our Martial Arts Academy?"

"The reason why people arranged us here is that they wanted to give up immediately. Do you understand?"

In fact, Luo Dongxiong knew what Luo Jinwu said, but he was so angry. After all, this place was really not a place that people should stay. What's more, Cheng Qingling stayed in such a place.

Cheng Qingling looked at Luo Dongxiong who was speechless, and chuckled and rescued him: "Director Luo, Brother Dongxiong is also angry, but in fact I am also very angry. The people in the Martial Arts Academy are really a bit despicable."

Luo Jinwu shook his head and said nothing, but a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

As the vice president of the Martial Arts Academy, he was in Luling Mansion. Although he could not say anything, most people wanted to give him some face. However, this time he brought his students to Dongsong Academy and was treated like a beggar and was still in the woodshed next to the toilet. He felt even more humiliated.

However, his experience warns himself that he must not lose his composure because of this, nor can he make things worse. If he has no strength, even if you take advantage of the situation and make trouble, most people will say that you are ungrateful.

"Honest it, after all, the opportunity for Ten Thousand Sword Tower is rare. Even if you can't get the top sword technique inside, you can go in and practice it once, which is also an amazing opportunity for you."

When Luo Dongxiong said this, he looked into the distance and saw thousands of disciples practicing martial arts on the hillside in the distance. Although they were the most common moves, they had thousands of auras.

"I don't know where Zheng Ming is?" Cheng Qingling bit his lips and said softly: "Tomorrow is the meeting date you agreed with him. He must not come too late and missed this meeting of the Ten Thousand Sword Tower."

Luo Dongxiong didn't have much favoritism for Zheng Ming, after all, he was defeated by Zheng Ming and lost all his face.

At this time, when Cheng Qingling was worried that Zheng Ming would not be able to get there, he couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "That nine thousand miles of wild land is not so easy to pass by. Zheng Ming really likes to show off his power, hum!"

Cheng Qingling frowned, but did not argue. He did not agree much with Zheng Ming's heart that he wanted to walk the nine thousand miles of wilderness.

At this moment, Luo Jinwu ignored the conversation between the two people at all. What he was thinking in his mind was how to improve the status of the Martial Academy of Luling Mansion.

"By the way, you must not have conflicts with the students of Dongsong Academy these days, especially Dongxiong. Remember me, there is nothing to do, don't go out, do you understand?" Luo Jinwu turned his head and said solemnly.

Luo Dongxiong nodded and responded, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Just as they were talking, someone heard a deep voice saying, "Is Mr. Luo from Luling Mansion here?"

Luo Jinwu, who heard this sound, walked out and saw a boy who looked over teenage, walking over with a basket.

"Mr. Luo, this is your dinner recently." Although the boy respectfully called Luo Dongxiong as Mr. Luo on the surface, there was a hint of unconcealed arrogance in his eyes.

Although he was just a servant, he also had a sense of arrogance that higher and lower people looked down on low people.

Luo Dongxiong had met this servant several times, and for many times, he felt that he could not bear to beat the servant up.

"By the way, Mr. Luo, Uncle Yuwen asked me to inform you that tomorrow's reception banquet is not enough, so everyone in our Lu Ling Mansion should not attend." The servant said lightly after Luo Dongxiong finished the basket.

The welcoming banquet was a banquet organized by Dongsong Academy before the opening of the Wanjian Tower. Although this welcoming banquet seemed to be a form, it was also a symbol of identity.

In the past, although the Luling Mansion Martial Arts Academy was not well-known, it was still allowed to attend the welcoming banquet. However, this time, it was even not allowed to attend the welcoming banquet.

And this reason is unacceptable.

What does it mean to have insufficient seats? There are 30 people entering Wanjian Tower. The Dongsong Hall, where Dongsong Academy holds a reception banquet, can accommodate tens of thousands of people. How could it be that the location of the Mansion Martial Arts Academy is missing?

This is clearly telling Luo Jinwu that you are not qualified to participate in this welcoming banquet!

Luo Jinwu clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were filled with flames of anger. Even when he came, he was ready to control his anger, but this kind of thing still made him feel a little unbearable.

"I don't know what to call the uncle Yuwen in your mouth?"

Facing Luo Jinwu, whose body was raised by an inch, a trace of fear appeared on the servant's face.

However, this fear was instantly replaced by a kind of pride that arises from the bones. He smiled softly and said, "Uncle Yuwen is named Yuwen Zongheng, and he is the number one master of our Martial Arts Academy in the Mansion."

"Now, his cultivation level has reached the peak of the seventh grade!"

The four words Yuwen Zongheng made Luo Jinwu's anger dissipated cleanly like the ice and snow in the sun.

Not only because of Yuwen Zongheng's cultivation, but also because of Yuwen Zongheng's reputation. He knew Yuwen Zongheng, and he also knew that he could not afford to offend Yuwen Zongheng.

Even the entire Lu Ling Mansion cannot afford to offend Yuwen Zongheng!

The servant proudly looked at Luo Jinwu and strided away. At the moment when the door was closed, they heard a disdainful word from outside.

This was naturally what the servant said, and when he was saying this, the young servant did not hide anything.

Luo Dongxiong suddenly stood up, being despised by the people of Dongsongyuan, which made him very angry. Now, even a servant from Dongsongyuan looked down on him, which made Luo Dongxiong feel extremely angry.

Looking at Luo Dongxiong who was about to pull the door out, Luo Jinwu said coldly: "Dongxiong, what are you going to do?"

"This... this is so annoying. I want to teach him a lesson!" Luo Dongxiong's eyes were red and he said angrily.

"Tell him a lesson, how do you teach him a lesson? Do you beat him up?" Luo Jinwu glared at Luo Dongxiong and said unquestionably: "Go back."

Luo Dongxiong finally sat back, but his face became extremely ugly. However, sitting on the chair, he punched the table hard on the newly packed table, instantly smashing the table into pieces.

The baskets placed on the table rolled on the ground and fell a bunch of soups and water. These soups and meat are rarely eaten, and the dry dishes give people a feeling of vomiting.

"Dean, why don't we go out and stay for the time being?" Cheng Qingling looked at the broken table and whispered to suggest.

罗金武摇了摇头道:“换一个住的地方,嘿嘿,他们就有借口通知不到咱们,在上一次的万剑塔开启之时,他们就是用了这样的手段,让你父亲没有机会进入万剑塔.”

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became extremely depressing.

Cheng Qingling pondered for a moment and finally said to Luo Jinwu: "Dean Luo, why don't I go out and get some food first."

"Okay, go!" Luo Jinwu nodded. (~^~)
Chapter completed!