In the morning, Chris lay in Ye Ning's arms.

Ye Ning asked: "Why do you do this?"

He was very strange, the little princess definitely couldn't like him.

After all, the two have only known each other for a few days.

"I want to survive." Kris said, looking at Ye Ning with her blue eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I need a strong person to protect me."

"Isn't it enough to have a little princess in the Sunset Empire protecting her with a great master like Tom?" Ye Ning said with a smile.

Chris's eyes were a little gloomy, and she said bitterly: "Do you really think Uncle Tom is strong?"

Ye Ning didn't say anything.

Although Tom is known as one of the top ten masters of the royal family of the Sunset Empire, in Ye Ning's opinion, it is just that and he is not a top-notch powerhouse.

"The royal family of the Sunset Empire has long been declining, otherwise my mother would not have been tricked by the Dark Union and died of dying childbirth when she gave birth to me."

"In the eyes of real strong people, we are nothing at all."

Her eyes fell on Ye Ning and said, "I want to rely on a real strong man to survive."

Chris admitted that her thoughts were not like a girl at all, but like a woman full of vicissitudes and sufferings.

Ye Ning rubbed her golden hair and said, "You won't regret making this decision."

"I trust you."

Chris' eyes are shiny.

She lay in Ye Ning's arms, looking peaceful.

At nine o'clock in the morning, they arrived at the location of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference.

Ye Ning showed his electronic invitation letter and was about to take Chris and the others in.

At this moment, a man in his early forties came over, huddling and scrambling, and was incredibly stylish.

He glanced at Chris, and a hint of stunning and greed flashed in his eyes.

Then, the man's attention turned to Ye Ning. Among the three, only Ye Ning was from Jiuzhou. Obviously, the person who participated in the Jiuzhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference must be Ye Ning.

The man took out an invitation letter, which was made of gold and was extremely particular in workmanship.

This is the treatment for some great masters and people who have the reputation of miracle doctors in China. They are all the best in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in China.

"Master Yan, please." The welcome guests were respectful and asked Master Yan to come in.

Yan Rufeng did not go in immediately, but his eyes fell on Ye Ning.

He said lightly: "Which junior is you from? Are you here to participate in this traditional Chinese medicine conference instead of your teacher? This traditional Chinese medicine conference, all of them are from major experts and famous traditional Chinese medicine experts. If you don't learn well, you will embarrass your teacher."

Ye Ning ignored him and pulled Chris into it.

Yan Rufeng was furious when he saw him ignoring him so much, and his face suddenly became dark.

"Stop, junior, you didn't hear me talking to you, right? Is that how you treat elders in the industry?"

Ye Ning frowned. He didn't want to pay attention to the other party, but the other party gave him shamelessness, endlessly.

Ye Ning's eyes were slightly cold and he stopped.

He glanced at Yan Rufeng and spit out two words: "Trump."

Yan Rufeng was stunned and then furious.

A junior dared to insult him like this.

"You dare to insult the seniors in the industry, boy, have your teacher taught you to respect your elders? Come on, blow him out. Such a person without quality is not qualified to attend the traditional Chinese medicine conference."

Yan Rufeng said fiercely.

The guest came forward and quickly said, "Master Yan, please calm down. Both of them are leaders in the traditional Chinese medicine industry. Don't hurt the harmony because of a word."

Yan Rufeng was immediately angry and scolded: "Fuck, how can such a young boy be compared with me? What is he? "

"What are you?"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

Li Yinglian came, his face was filled with anger and glared at Yan Rufeng.

When Yan Rufeng saw Li Yinglian, he frowned. He knew Li Yinglian. The two had similar medical skills, but relatively speaking, Li Yinglian did not have him to operate himself, so his fame was not as great as him.

However, their status in the Xinglin is similar.

After all, this industry is still sensible.

The two of them also knew each other before. Although they couldn't say they were good, they were nodding.

At this time, Li Yinglian scolded herself for a young man, which made Yan Rufeng very puzzled.

He frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "Li Yinglian, what do you mean? Could it be that this guy who doesn't understand politeness is your disciple?"

"Shut up, you don't respect others and are rude to others. Why do you want others to respect you?"

Li Yinglian scolded him, then said with a sneer, "Besides, what qualifications do you have to make him respect you? Are you worthy?"

Yan Rufeng was furious and his face turned dark at that time.

At this moment, Li Yinglian walked up to Ye Ning and shouted respectfully: "Disciple has met the teacher."

teacher?

Yan Rufeng's eyes were almost glaring out.

He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Li Yinglian actually called Ye Ning a teacher? This is too incredible.

After all, the other party is a famous Chinese medicine expert, and even if you just talk about medical skills, you can be considered a great master.

Such a person is equivalent to a top-notch person in Jiuzhou's traditional Chinese medicine industry, who is willing to recognize a young man in his early twenties as his teacher.

"Li Yinglian, are you crazy? If you are a teacher in your early twenties, don't you want your reputation?"

Yan Rufeng said in disbelief.

Li Yinglian glanced at him and sneered: "You are wrong. I just respect him as a teacher. In fact, I am not worthy of being a teacher's disciple. If I can accept the teacher's attention and accept it as a true disciple, even if it is a registered disciple, I will be considered a glorious ancestor."

Fog grass.

Yan Rufeng simply thought there was something wrong with his ear, so he heard it wrong.

Is Li Yinglian true or false?

Yan Rufeng looked suspicious. He said that the other party was not saying that just to guess the attack on him, right?

"Are you crazy?"

Yan Rufeng couldn't help but say.

Li Yinglian sneered: "You are the crazy person. Have you improved your medical skills over the years? You only know how to act like a senior Chinese medicine practitioner. What contributions have you made to the development of Chinese medicine besides making money for yourself?"

Yan Rufeng was speechless when asked.

He said in a little annoyed and angry, "What contribution did you have?"

Li Yinglian said with a shame: "I really have no contribution, but I am not like you, I have no contributions. I also look like a master of traditional Chinese medicine. Your minor medical skills are not even as good as a crawler in front of my teacher."

Yan Rufeng almost wanted to hit someone.

Li Yinglian actually belittled him for nothing.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, teacher, let's go." Li Yinglian said respectfully.

Ye Ning nodded, originally planning to teach the other party a lesson, but since Li Yinglian vented his anger, he was too lazy to cause trouble.

"Is Miss Chris' health better?" Li Yinglian asked.

"It's enough to call the master's wife in the future." Ye Ning said lightly.
Chapter completed!