While a few people were talking, there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door outside the room. Immediately, without waiting for their answer, a receptionist looked like a housekeeper. He was tall and thin, with slender eyes and a thin skin and a sharp mouth.
A middle-aged man walked in.
As soon as she saw this middle-aged man walking in, Xiao Shiying's face suddenly showed a bit of disgust. Fang Ping and others were also a little strange. They didn't know this man. According to the rules of Tianxiang Tower, strangers were allowed to come to him like this.
Breaking into a guest's room is extremely disrespectful to the guest.
"Master Xiao, my young master, asked me to come over and deliver a message. He has invited the young masters of the Song and Jiang families in the east of the city to have dinner here tonight. You'd better give up this room." The middle-aged man said symbolically.
He saluted Xiao Shiying and said.
Even with Zhou Jingxuan and Fang Ping's cultivation, they still felt a little unhappy when they heard a man who looked like a housekeeper say such words.
"Shiying, who is this person?" Meng Ke approached Xiao Shiying and asked.
"His name is Wu Dafu, and he is the housekeeper of Yu Hexiong's house, the leader of our mercenary group. He is here to deliver a message on behalf of his young master Yu Yongjie." Xiao Shiying glared at Wu Dafu and said.
"You booked this room, and he actually sent a housekeeper to drive you away? This Yu Yongjie is too bullying." Meng Ke said.
Xiao Shiying said, "He has always been so arrogant, but I refused to accept him and contradicted him several times. So he took this opportunity to deliberately seek bad luck for me."
"Who is Butler Wu? Go back and report to your young master that we have already booked this room." Fang Ping said loudly.
Butler Wu had no intention of moving at all, and said with a smile, "I have been ordered by my master to ask you to give up the room. If you don't leave, it will be difficult for me to explain to my master when I go back. Please, please, for the sake of my family
For the sake of my master, this is a convenience."
"Old dog Wu, although you look like a dog in your clothes, you are nothing more than a slave. If Yu Yongjie wants me to leave, he can do it himself. You, an old dog, can scare me by running over and barking twice."
Who lives here?" Xiao Shiying's face was as cold as ice, and his words were disdainful.
There was anger on Wu Dafu's face, but it was difficult to express it. At this time, a high-pitched voice came from outside the door, "Xiao Shiying, your courage is getting bigger and bigger. Even my people dare to scold me."
.It seems that you don’t know how to speak without beating you.”
As the voice rang out, a young and handsome young man walked into the room with two sturdy mercenary guards. This man was Yu Yongjie, the son of Yu Hexiong, the president of the Mingquan Mercenary Union.
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Yu Yongjiesheng's face is fair, his temperament is elegant, and he has no murderous or bandit aura like that of a mercenary. It is completely different from the rough and fierce aura of Xiao Shiying. However, the inner energy fluctuations faintly exuding from his body are...
Not to be underestimated.
The hair on Fang Ping's body stood up slightly as his mind sensed it, but he couldn't sense the depth of his cultivation.
After a warrior enters the realm of jade skin, the pores all over the body are tightly closed. Unless the level is higher than that of the opponent, it is difficult to judge the depth of the opponent just by naked eye observation and normal internal energy sensing.
Fang Ping's induction was not based on Yongjie's cultivation level, which meant that his cultivation level was not inferior to Fang Ping's. Fang Ping activated the signal amplification program in Tianxi's system and used Yongjie's weak inner energy signal to
After magnifying it several times, I finally determined that this person's cultivation level was the same as his. He was also in the early stage of the body tempering realm and had reached the level of jade skin.
The two experienced mercenaries behind Yu Yongjie did not restrain their inner energy, but deliberately exuded a coercion. These two people were both in the middle stage of the Body Tempering Realm. Their iron tower-like bodies
The power and vigor emanating from the body put great pressure on Fang Ping and others.
Xiao Shiying grew up following a mercenary. He lived a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife for many years. He had a murderous aura in his body and was not at all intimidated by the aura of Yu Yongjie and the other three. He glanced sideways and said
, "This old dog is so ignorant that even a dog slave rushed over to chase people away. I scolded him a few times, but I didn't tear his mouth to pieces or break his legs, which is considered a light punishment."
Yu Yongjie's face turned cold and he said, "So, you have made up your mind not to give up this room?"
Xiao Shiying reached out and pressed the handle of the knife and said, "Of course, why should we give you the room we booked? I am very happy today and want to eat and drink here all night."
At this time, footsteps sounded again outside the door. Two young masters in rich and colorful clothes walked in one after another. One of these two men was named Song Daming and the other was named Jiang Shigui. They were both young masters from an old family in the east of the city, and they were both now
He has cultivated to the level of Jade Skin Realm.
Fang Ping took a look and saw that these two people were accompanied by a housekeeper and a maid. When they went out to have a meal, they had to bring two servants to serve them closely. This was enough to show what these two people were like at home.
He looks pampered and pampered.
"Yongjie, why are these people here?" Song Daming said with a slightly displeased look on his face.
Yu Yongjie said angrily, "I sent Old Wu here early in the morning to drive them away, but they refused to move."
Jiang Shigui glanced at Fang Ping and others, and recognized Meng Ke. There was a bit of arrogance in his eyes, and he said to Meng Ke, "Meng Ke, these people are your friends? Take them away quickly."
The Meng family where Meng Ke belonged was more powerful than the Song family and the Jiang family, and like them, it was an established family living in the east of the city. However, Meng Ke had a bad reputation because of his gluttony when he was young, and he was not popular among the family.
He was well-received, so his status among the young men in Mingquan City was very low.
In the past, if Meng Ke was told this by Jiang Shigui, he would have to intercede with Jiang Shigui with a smile. However, after being with Fang Ping and others for so long, Meng Ke's temperament also changed. So he just raised his eyelids and
He said, "We booked this room first, why are we allowed to leave? When did Tianxiang Tower have such rules?"
Jiang Shigui snorted coldly, "In that case, let them report their names. If they are well-established people, we will naturally not disturb them. If they are small shrimps and crabs who don't know where they came from, then get out of here as soon as possible. The rules of Mingquan City, you Meng
Ke also knows."
Mingquan City is a place that pays great attention to seniority, especially the old families in the east of the city. They like to rank based on seniority and look down on emerging forces. Whenever there is any dispute, people from these families also like to use their seniority and status to suppress others.
Zhou Jingxuan smiled and said, "We are not well-known people, and there are not many people with such a strong background. But there is always a reason for everything in the world. We booked this room first, so naturally it is us
use."
Zhou Jingxuan's family is larger than any other force in Mingquan City. However, he hates the internal fighting within the family and has little contact with the family. He relies on his own efforts for everything and rarely shows his family name outside. This time, he did not
I am willing to move out of my family's name.
"It's nothing, just shut up and go cool down. With your little effort, you have no place to speak here." Song Daming said with a cold expression on his face.
Zhou Jingxuan's face showed a slight expression of anger, and when he was about to speak, Fang Ping said calmly, "Does it mean that you have to rely on skill to speak truth?"
Song Daming sneered, "Of course, whoever has the bigger fist will have the right."
Fang Ping's eyes turned cold and he said, "In that case, let's use our fists to reason. If I lose, we will give up the room. If you lose, you can get out of here as soon as possible."
Fang Ping is not conspicuous among this group of people, and Song Daming's side also has an absolute advantage in the situation, so he didn't pay much attention to Fang Ping before. After hearing Fang Ping's words, Song Daming took a serious look at Fang Ping.
, the inner breath is constantly circulating, and the hairs on the hands are undulating, trying to sense the intensity of the inner breath.
Song Daming tried for a while, but in vain. If he could not sense the opponent's cultivation level, it meant that the opponent's cultivation level was at least not inferior to his own. There was a sense of solemnity in his eyes.