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Chapter 87 The mysterious young man

The young man didn't feel arrogant at all at this time. Of course, if he wanted to give him another title, it was a wise and polite. He not only stopped his subordinates who were about to speak, but also said to Ye Huan's back: "I wonder if my brother can follow him to have a drink and make friends?"

Ye Huan seemed to have not heard him and left without looking back. Seeing Ye Huan's reaction, although the young man still smiled casually, a trace of eloquence flashed in his eyes. In his memory, no one dared to treat him like this. In normal times, he would have forgotten that way. Just thinking about the purpose of his visit this time, he forced his tone down. He just said softly to the person around him: "Check me who this person is. I want detailed information. I think he is not simple."

"Young Master, you are too careful. Even if Feng Jiuyang comes in Taixing, how can you do anything to you?" One of them was not very tall, the youngest among the three masters, and wearing a brocade dressed in fine clothes spoke.

The brocade clothes on this man looked a bit similar to that young man, but the color was not so conspicuous, and his expression at this time completely destroyed the beauty of the brocade clothes. When people look, there is one thing that people most likely think of is that wearing a dragon robe doesn’t look like a prince. Because no prince will treat people with a flattering attitude.

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the middle-aged men dressed in a simple and square face snorted coldly: "Pongyang Fengxi, don't underestimate anyone. Since the young master said that this person is not simple, you should be careful. You should know that there are many masters among the people who came this time."

When Gong Yang Fengxi saw the middle-aged man speaking, he was about to refute, but when he saw the young man looking at him, he snorted coldly and stopped talking. However, the young man said lightly: "Gong Yang Fengxi, you have to remember that you are in Taixing now, and you are not the only one at the Grandmaster level, so don't be too careless."

Seeing that the young people were already talking, Yang Fengxiu was still a little angry and thought it was just a big deal, but he knew that it would be a bad idea if he objected again. So he lowered his posture and said, "I know, the young master, I will definitely not cause you trouble."

"This is the best. I will teach you this matter of Liao Dongshan. I will give me the quickest time to find out the kid's background." After saying that, he said to the middle-aged man with a square face.

The square face, Liao Dongshan, whispered: "As for orders, I will definitely find his news for you as soon as possible."

"Since that's the case, let's not worry about him for now. Let's go out and have a look. Taixing is now lively. I really don't know if the Nine Yang Palace can withstand this time." A smile appeared faintly at the corner of his mouth, as if he was very interested in what happened in Taixing next.

At this time, Ye Huan frowned. It was obvious that he was a little more respectful to this young man, and he was more interested in the background behind him. First of all, this person is just an acquired martial artist now, so such talent is naturally not very good. However, a young man who is not very talented has three master-level subordinates around him. Just think about it and know how strong this guy's background is. However, Ye Huan did not find the impression of this person in Feng Jiuyang's memory, which made Ye Huan a little strange. I don't know why he really doesn't want to have any interaction with this guy in his heart, but now it seems that this is not what he wants, and some things cannot be avoided.

Fortunately, Ye Huan has a great advantage now, that is, he can monitor the other party at any time, and it will be difficult for the other party to get his information. Ye Huan is still confident in hiding his information. After all, he is a powerful master now and has no trace left at all. If the other party can find him, it would be a strange thing.

But after hearing these guys' words, Ye Huan immediately guessed that it seemed that the Nine Yang Palace was in trouble, and the trouble was caused by himself. For a moment, Ye Huan was wondering if he wanted to help the Nine Yang Palace. After all, Feng Jiuyang was pretty good to him. But even if he had to help, it was not now. He had not figured out anything yet. At least he had to figure out all these things to take a plan. It would be no good for anyone to take action rashly.

Moreover, you have to think of a perfect solution when you can’t expose yourself. If you help the Nine Yang Palace, if you are now a powerful master, then it is very likely that the Nine Yang Palace will have to deal with you. If you can become a Grand Master in such a short time, it would be strange if Feng Jiuyang is not interested!

Of course, it is not entirely true if it is to completely help the Nine Yang Palace. After all, Hell Shura can be regarded as Ye Huan's opponent. No, the current situation cannot be said to be an opponent, but an enemy. Since it is an enemy, why are you still polite? So after entering his small room, Ye Huan first thought about how to deal with Hell Shura. It's a pity that these things cannot be discussed with Shuang'er, otherwise he wouldn't be so troubled.

It took several days to live in that inn. During the day, Ye Huan walked around like a traveling scholar, and went back to rest on time at night. This very regular schedule, and it seemed that the purposeless game really made Liao Dongshan, who had been behind him, helplessly and resentful, because he had not found out anything in the past few days.

Liao Dongshan was not clear about Ye Huan's background, but Ye Huan already knew who this group of people was. To be honest, when he knew the identities of these people, Ye Huan was really a little surprised. But when he thought that only such an identity was reasonable, after all, these were three master-level strong men, and there was also one of them the peak master-level strong men.

On that day, Ye Huan walked out and then directly retreated the room. Cumin had no luggage on her body and headed towards Jiuyang Town. Not long after he walked out, he was in the small courtyard of the inn. Liao Dongshan said to the young man: "Young master, that boy, checked out."

"Have you checked out? What have you noticed in the past few days?" the young man said lightly.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have never taken Ye Huan to heart and had no intention of caring. But Liao Dongshan said nervously: "I am incompetent, and I have not discovered anything in the past few days." A master was nervous when facing a acquired day?

"Oh, what's going on?" The young man looked calm and looked at Liao Dongshan. Then he continued, "It's been seven days. Have you really not noticed it at all?"

Liao Dongshan felt extremely nervous at this time and whispered: "Yes, he looks like he is a completely literati, but his subordinates have tried it easily and found that his strength is not low, and at least he is a congenital strongman."
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