After his expression changed for a moment, Xi Mengyan took a deep breath, rubbed her face, and then took Ye Hao into the car with a respectful look on her face.
Seeing the Buick business car in front of him, Ye Hao didn't say much, but just sat in the back seat with a indifferent expression, and then began to close his eyes and rest.
Xi Mengyan wanted to say something several times, but she wanted to say something but stopped and ended up saying nothing.
Soon, the car arrived near a small park located on the Fourth Ring Road of Yanjing.
This place is called Opera House, and it used to be the place where opera singers in Yanjing performed.
However, as time goes by, fewer people watch operas in modern society, so this place was brought down by the Great Xia Wu League as a place to settle down in Yanjing.
Although this opera house is old and vicissitudes, it looks extremely luxurious overall.
After all, things like charm are not just talk.
When Ye Hao got off the car, he casually glanced at the opera house, and he noticed many scrutiny eyes that appeared brightly or darkly.
The eyes of these people may not be simply malicious or kind, and many people's eyes are a little curious.
After all, there has not been such a young representative in the Great Xia Martial Arts League for so many years.
Moreover, this represents an outsider, not a person from the holy land of martial arts.
For the Great Xia Martial Arts Alliance, such people are naturally worth paying attention to.
Ye Hao ignored the eyes of these people and looked at the decoration of the interior of the opera house on his own.
There is a huge bronze bell with countless palm prints on it. The palm prints are deep or shallow, and they look full of the smell of time.
"This is......"
Ye Hao pointed at this thing and spoke with interest.
"This is the winning bell, which is what our Daxia Martial Arts League has always used to take exams for some geniuses."
Xi Mengyan explained in a low voice.
"Many young geniuses who come to the opera house for the first time will try to leave a palm print on it."
"If you are interested, you can also try it."
Ye Hao nodded, walked to the so-called battle clock, and then slapped his right hand casually.
"Ba"
There was a slight sound, but there was no trace left on it.
This scene made Xi Mengyan, who had been paying attention to Ye Hao, seem to be slightly stunned.
The eyes around who were paying attention to Ye Hao now turned into sarcasm and contempt.
"Ha, is this the level of our Daxia Martial Arts Alliance representative?"
"I can't even leave a palm print on this bell."
"I think, Xi enforces the law and you should not take him in to meet all the seniors of the Bagua Sect."
"Because, he doesn't have this qualification!"
At this moment, not far away, a young man wearing a green martial arts robe walked over with contempt at this moment, and his eyes looked at Ye Hao were full of sarcasm.
The most important thing is that his malice towards Ye Hao seemed to be unconcealed at all.
Hearing the man's words, Xi Mengyan frowned slightly and said, "Xu Hu! What are you talking about!?"
"We must respect the representatives of the Great Xia Martial Alliance!"
"respect?"
The man known as Xu Hu sneered.
"What qualifications does this little face have to be respected?"
“What qualifications are there to be called a representative?”
"I thought it would be awesome to bully a few weak Indians in a wilderness like Wucheng, and to brag about the sweeping Tianzhu Group?"
"If I had visited Wucheng at the beginning, I could have pushed the Tianzhu Tianjiao Group with one hand!"
"With his ability and such a little ability, he is still here to pretend? Why don't he get out of here quickly."
Speaking of this, Xu Hu looked at Ye Hao with his nose and said, "Boy, do you understand?"
"What about you!"
Ye Hao ignored Xu Hu, but looked at Xi Mengyan and said lightly: "Which school is this from which school?"