"oh!"

Looking at Zhang Ruoyu's cannibalistic expression, Ye Yang asked casually: "Miss Zhang, what do you want from me?"

But while speaking, Ye Yang turned his head and kept staring at the dancer on the stage.

Zhang Ruoyu is about to collapse. Why don't you let a woman like herself, who wants a figure and a face, watch these dancers?

"Ye Yang, do you think I'm not as good-looking as those women on stage? So you don't even look at me?" Zhang Ruoyu asked.

"You wear too many clothes." Ye Yang said.

This sentence directly made Zhang Ruoyu freeze on the spot.

After all, she was defeated by her clothes.

Zhang Ruoyu couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, thinking to herself, how did she meet such a man?

If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Yang saved her life, she really wanted to turn around and leave.

Zhang Ruoyu simply sat down next to Ye Yang, and intertwined his two long legs: "My grandfather asked me to ask you if there is anything you don't understand about the auction, and let me tell you about the rules here."

Only then did Ye Yang retract his gaze and cast his eyes on Zhang Ruoyu.

Zhang Ruoyu rolled her eyes at Ye Yang: "If you don't know how to ask quickly, I will leave after asking. I don't want to see you for a moment."

"Who is the person in charge of the Kowloon Auction?" Ye Yang became serious.

"I don't know who the big boss behind the scenes is, but the person in charge is a woman named Qu Linghua. There are eight people on the board of directors, who are called the eight elders. I heard that they are all top-notch masters in the martial arts world." Zhang Ruoyu

replied.

"Qu Linghua?" Ye Yang muttered silently.

"you know?"

Ye Yang shook his head: "I don't know her, but the name sounds like she looks pretty good. I have to go see her later."

Zhang Ruo's tone didn't hit the mark: "Do you only have beauty in your eyes? Are you so promising?"

Ye Yang smiled, but didn't speak.

After a while, Ye Yang suddenly said: "There are masters here, and there is more than one!"

Ye Yang's words made Zhang Ruoyu slightly stunned: "Master?"

Ye Yang nodded: "The strength is not low. It seems that I have a tough battle to fight today."

"You...are you really planning to cause trouble here? I tell you Ye Yang, you must not do this. The eight elders of the Kowloon Auction are all first-class people.

You are no match for them." Zhang Ruoyu had heard about the eight elders at the Kowloon Auction.

Hearing this, Ye Yang lazily leaned on the sofa.

However, he did not answer Zhang Ruoyu's words.

Zhang Ruoyu asked hurriedly: "What? Did you hear me talking to you? Don't make trouble for yourself."

"Someone is here, and it seems they are coming for you." Ye Yang interrupted Zhang Ruoyu.

"Huh?" Zhang Ruoyu groaned when he heard the words and quickly turned around to look.

...

"Senior Ruoyu, please come and be fine!"

At this moment, a voice sounded. An aura-filled man walked toward Zhang Ruoyu with a dozen people.

The man looked about thirty years old, but inadvertently, he faintly exuded the aura of a strong man.

Seeing this man, Zhang Ruoyu stood up quickly.

"Who is he?" Ye Yang asked.

"Beicheng Long Shaohuang, who single-handedly defeated the Jiangcheng martial arts world, is known as one of the ten youngest martial arts masters in the Jiangnan martial arts world." Zhang Ruoyu's face became a little ugly.

Ye Yang said oh.

In the Jiangnan martial arts world, one of the ten youngest martial arts masters.


Chapter completed!