"Xiao Fan, go and ask for leave from the captain for me, and tell me that I will definitely come back before registering for the Fifth Academy Sword Team Competition tomorrow."
Ling Feng informed Jiang Xiaofan, who was still eating and drinking, and then took Tuoba Yan with him and rushed towards the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce.
"Brother Feng, let me go with you too!"
Yang Jun hesitated for a moment, then followed up and said urgently: "Our Yang family also has some status in the Tianmeng, so we can help to some extent."
"That's fine." Ling Feng nodded, grabbed Yang Jun with his left hand, and Tuoba Yan with his right hand, and then directly used Destroy in All Directions, and with a "swish", he used the Flying Immortal Sword Control Technique and disappeared in an instant.
In front of everyone.
"Flying... flying... flying sword?"
Wang Yishan's eyes almost popped out of his head, "Oh my god, Chief, this move is so cool!"
"This is called the Flying Immortal Sword Control Technique." Jiang Xiaofan scratched the back of his head and said with a naive smile: "My elder brother also taught me some, but it's a pity that I am stupid and haven't learned it yet."
"Xiao Fan, what's the relationship between us? Come on, come on, let's take a look at the details together. It will definitely be much faster than just trying to figure it out on your own!"
Wang Yishan hooked Jiang Xiaofan's shoulders, and the expression on his face was extremely ambiguous.
"Damn it, two damn fagots!"
Feng Mo glanced at Wang Yishan with disdain and hid aside in an exaggerated manner.
"Fuck you!" Wang Yishan rolled his eyes at Feng Mo, and then said with a smile: "If Xiaofan is willing to teach me those sword-controlling techniques, it doesn't matter if I let him anal once!"
"Wang Yishan, your uncle!"
Feng Mo, Zhou Kai, and He Yiming jumped up immediately and almost vomited out their overnight meal. This guy is so disgusting!
"What's wrong with you? Yishan, what do you mean by what you just said? What do you mean?"
Jiang Xiaofan looked confused. As pure as he was, he had no idea what Wang Yishan's words meant.
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With the speed of Ling Feng's Flying Immortal Sword Controlling Technique, it didn't take long for Ling Feng to lead Yang Jun and Tuoba Yan outside the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce's auction house.
Seeing this magnificent building again, Ling Feng had no intention of sighing anymore. He turned to look at Yang Jun and said in a deep voice: "Yang Jun, can you take us directly to Feng Wuhen, Supreme Master Feng?"
"This is a bit difficult, but I have a cousin who is a worshiper of the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce. Maybe he can..."
"Is it just worship..." Ling Feng shook his head, the status of worship is better than nothing.
"There is another elder who is my great-uncle, but he is usually not easy to find..."
"Forget it." Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. A figure flashed in his mind and said calmly: "There is someone who should be able to help."
With that said, Ling Feng entered the auction house directly, and soon a polite waiter came up to him and said with a smile: "Dear guest, do you need anything?"
"I'm looking for Master Jingxuan." Ling Feng took out his Supreme VIP Card from the Naling Ring and said calmly.
Seeing the card in Ling Feng's hand, the waiter's attitude suddenly became more respectful, but he still said apologetically: "Hello, guest, Master Jing Xuan is the chief appraiser of our Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce. You may need to make an appointment."
"He and I are old friends!"
Ling Feng frowned slightly. Currently, if he wants to find Feng Wuhen, he probably can only rely on Master Jingxuan's recommendation.
"Brother Feng, Master Jingxuan has a distinguished status and does need to make an appointment in advance." Yang Jun said in a low voice.
"Little friend Ling Feng! Come on, come on, sit down quickly, come on, don't give us any notice in advance, so I can go and greet you!"
Master Jingxuan patted his round belly and quickly asked Ling Feng to sit down. With this attitude, even if the princes and nobles came, it would be nothing more than this.
The corner of Yang Jun's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to slap himself: Why are you here? Are you looking for excitement?