Chapter 367: Master Zhang, what are you looking at?

Chapter 367: Master Zhang, what are you looking at?

Chapter 367: Master Zhang, what are you looking at?
Getting the 'Eagle Knight' Shangguan Yun to do him a favor and book the entire Qianhong Tower is not something that can be accomplished with a lot of money. After twenty years of establishing the business, there have been only a few such scenes as today. The banquet is secondary; the key is to do it for Pingding City and Heimu Cliff.

“Slow down, slow down!”

The little turtle slave ran in from outside, holding a pot of Begonia in his arms. The pot was lush and well-maintained. After putting it down on the wooden table, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Duozi, are you going to fly? You might break my flowers, so be careful."

Mother Kang is no longer a young girl, but she still has charm. Although she uses foundation to cover up the traces of time, it is not exaggerated. The guests who come in and out of the building every day have their own interests, and many of them come for this touch of "willows on the street".

"That's good, it's more eye-catching."

She waved a round fan, her pale face half hidden, and looked at the blooming crabapple trees with a smile. She heard that Master Zhang liked this kind of flower the most, so she used her connections to finally find it from Boss Zhu of the silk shop, and bought it for a large sum of money, just so that he could take a look at it when he came down the stairs.

The little turtle slave smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mama Kang. The three-legged wooden table is the most suitable for placing flowers. It's very particular—"

Before he could finish his words, Mu Ji fell inwards. Fortunately, Xiao Duozi was quick to hold Haitang up.

"so close!"

It has three legs, and the one against the wall was broken in half for no apparent reason.

Mother Kang shook her head and said, "Before using the old items found in the storeroom, we must first check whether they are damaged by insects or rats. If we make a fool of ourselves in front of our distinguished guests and damage the reputation of Qianhonglou, neither you nor I can afford it."

Xiao Duozi asked, "Mother Kang, what should we do now?"

"Go and change it for a new wooden one."

After giving the order, Mother Kang looked upstairs and thought to herself, "Tang Master Zhang has been upstairs for a while. I have to go check it out. If Elder Shangguan asks about it, I can explain it to him."

In the east building's cool pavilion, there are ice blocks hidden in the wall. A cool breeze blows into the hall, dispelling the dryness of the first dog days of summer. There is iced lotus seed soup on the table. People who practice martial arts, unless they have reached the innate level, dare not say that they can avoid the cold and heat.

"Five swords beat Bao Dachu, what a hero!"

"I am over-flattered!"

"Such a young Xiantian realm master has never appeared in the past sixty years. It is really amazing."

"Where, where."

"The Dharma Protector is far from being as talented as my brother. He will have to make further progress soon."

"Haha, it's all thanks to the Saint Lady's support."

"Of course. Among us, Saint Aunt is the leader, and Hall Master Qin and Hall Master Zhang are the confidants. We can't mess up the order. I..."

"Brother Feng's words make sense. I propose that we toast to Saint Auntie to celebrate for her, for the Sun Moon Divine Sect, and for the world's martial arts hegemony..."

Ren Yingying sat at the head of the table. She was not wearing a hat, a rare sight. She was dressed in men's clothing, revealing her beautiful face. She looked holy and inviolable. Shen Qingjun knelt beside her, pouring wine and picking up dishes.

She raised her glass in response.

On the left is Qin Weibang from Suzaku Hall, and on the right is Zhang Yu from Hufa Hall.

After the two of them, there were eight more seats. The leader of the gang affiliated with the Sun and Moon Sect, the mysterious Green Bamboo Old Man, set up a table by himself in front of the window and drank by himself. This man's martial arts skills were unfathomable. When Ren Yingying returned to Black Wood Cliff, she would definitely bring him with her. He had saved her from danger many times.

After paying respects to the Saint Lady, dozens of dancers filed in, dancing gracefully to entertain everyone. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became cheerful. Except for Zhang Yu, these people were the mainstays of Ren Yingying's camp and their lackeys in the martial arts world, and they all had some friendship with each other.

"I am Nie Sheng from Fengyun Sect. I would like to offer a toast to Master Zhang. Please take good care of me in the future..."

Zhang Yu smiled and raised his glass: "Take care of each other, take care of each other."

After becoming familiar with the crowd, the man tactfully left and returned to his seat.

Mu Minmin knelt beside Zhang Yu with stiff movements. She was obviously not used to such a scene of drinking and chatting. She held the wine jug as if she was holding a golden pumpkin. If something went wrong, she would start drinking.

"If you don't like it here and you are not suitable for it, why do you come here?"

"You think I'm not serving well?"

"That's not true."

Zhang Yu looked at her slender hands, which were fair, but with calluses at the base of the hands. It was obvious that she was used to using swords, and had probably never done work like pouring wine or serving.

"It is not easy for a woman to become the incense master through martial arts in the Sun Moon Divine Sect."

Mu Minmin chuckled, feeling quite proud when she saw that Ziwei Sword Immortal affirmed her abilities.

Zhang Yu reached out his hand, held the five fingers of her right hand, and gently kneaded the calluses at the base of her thumb.

"It's just that... your hands are obviously used to kill people, so why do you have to do this kind of work of serving others?"

The moment Mu Minmin's hand was held, her whole body tensed up and she subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but then she remembered Elder Shangguan's promise and looked at Zhang Yu. He was really not someone she liked, so even though she felt pain in her heart, she didn't resist very much.

"Master Zhang, you are very proud, right?"

"Proud? Because you didn't dare to resist and had no choice but to obey? Then you underestimate Zhang."

Zhang Yusong opened his hand, took the wine jug from her hand, and poured a glass of wine for Mu Minmin.

"What's different about Master Zhang?"

"At least I won't force the female disciples of the Dharma Guardian Hall to serve others with their beauty, especially a female incense master with outstanding military achievements. To be honest, some of the things Elder Shangguan did were not very decent."

Mu Minmin took the wine glass, raised her head and drank it down suddenly. Although she was not good at drinking, she could drink a lot. After a few coughs, she recovered. She looked at Zhang Yu, sneered on her face, and asked directly.

"You want to trick me?"

"What are you talking about? It's just lice on a bald head. It's obvious."

"Elder Shangguan only asked me to serve Hall Master Zhang well, to make a good relationship for the White Tiger Hall, and to find a supporter for myself in the Divine Religion. But at the moment, Hall Master Zhang is so suspicious, I can't rely on you anymore."

Zhang Yu smiled gently and poured another glass of wine for Master Mu Xiang.

"That depends on your performance!"

The sword maid in black came over and said softly, "Saint Aunt, please ask Master Zhang to come forward and talk."

The pavilion was spacious, with more than enough space for fifty or sixty people to sing and dance in the middle. The seats were also far apart, so one had to walk a few steps to toast. Zhang Yu stood up and walked to Ren Yingying's table. Shen Qingjun arranged a seat for him at the side of the table.

"sit down."

"Thank you, Saint Aunt."

"You've become so polite. This Saint Aunt is a little uncomfortable with it."

Ren Yingying bore a grudge in her heart because of his rudeness in Nanchang. Now that he had returned to Heimu Cliff, it was her own territory, and if it weren't for the fact that there was a powerful enemy at hand, she would have taken revenge and avenged her long ago.

"Have I ever been polite? Are you talking about the time in the willow forest of East Lake?"

Zhang Yu sat down with a smile. He was originally a little afraid of Ren Yingying, but with the Tongxin Gu, the two of them were like grasshoppers on the same rope, and he also had the support of the jade toads, and he could take out one of them without any injury. The situation changed, and she became the grasshopper in his hands.

"Ignorance is bliss. How could he know that Doctor Ping has already used 'Drunken Rosewood' to lure out the poisonous insect? Now his life is in my hands. I will let him run wild for a while until he loses his usefulness..."

Ren Yingying held the small silver bottle hidden in her sleeve and felt much better. She didn't want to argue with him.

"Saint Aunt, leave the seventy-three people in Bao Dachu's family to me, please?"

"You are so rude. I bought you a drink and you asked me for something right away."

"The Saint Lady has many talented people under her, but I don't have any talent to use. Bao Dachu is at least an innate master. If he is willing to join me, how can I not accept him? There are still many former subordinates of Di Baiying in the Dharma Protector Hall, and I also need their help." "Innate master? In order to help you win, I asked Ping Yizhi to get a strange poison, and asked someone to put it in Bao Dachu's wine. If he wants to recover to the strength of the innate realm, he can only do so if he can detoxify. I'm not kidding you, since that thing is called a strange poison, even Doctor Ping hasn't developed an antidote."

Zhang Yu hesitated for a moment, then said, "He is more or less a first-rate expert."

Ren Yingying shook her head and said, "I sent a message to kill Bao Dachu's entire family, old and young, and not a single one should be spared. Are you going to let him go now? From now on, will the words of the Saint Lady still have authority in Blackwood Cliff?"

"Give them to me, and I'll make them disappear. No one will know. It's the same as killing them."

Ren Yingying chuckled and said, "Master Zhang, what you said is right, but... are we such a good friend?"

Zhang Yu originally wanted to put out the small silver bottle to see Ren Yingying's surprised expression and see if she could still sit there as if nothing had happened. However, this move was a life-saving trump card and was not really worth it to subdue a discounted master of the innate realm.

"If Saint Lady has any conditions, please speak directly."

"If Yang Lianting and I fall out, you have to lend me a hand."

"Yang Lianting, that bitch, has Yunshuitang's blood on his hands. You don't need to tell me that I have wanted to kill him for a long time, but Dongfang Sect Leader trusts him! Even if the person sitting on the throne of Chengde Hall is a fake, you can handle it when the real Sect Leader comes back."

"According to reliable information, the real leader has gone to Japan. Even a great master is like an ant under the might of heaven. It will take who knows when he will come back. Do you really want to give up the great opportunity to get rid of Yang Lianting just because Dongfang Bubai has helped you?"

"Japan? The Eastern Patriarch also went to Japan?"

"Who else went to Japan?"

"A friend of mine."

"Don't be so nonsensical. Are you going to do it or not?"

"Dry!"

Zhang Yu nodded and agreed to the task.

Whether it was the blood feud of Yunshuitang, or the fact that he and Tong Yukang had framed him several times and killed Yang Lianting, these were all things he wanted to do.

Zhang Yu suddenly discovered how powerful Miss Ren was.

She seldom pushes anyone too far.

What she asks you to do is what you want to do, and she also helps you create the conditions for success in exchange, giving you the illusion that you have gotten a great deal. But if you think about it carefully, she has the lowest risk and the highest profit in everything she does.

Ren Yingying said with satisfaction: "You can take Bao Dachu's family away anytime."

She then asked, "Master of the Dharma Protector Hall, have you decided what you are going to do?"

Zhang Yu thought of Lan Fenghuang in the willow forest of East Lake, and recalled what Ren Yingying had said. He felt that this black-bellied woman might still have some passion. He was just about to reveal his plan to launch a "severe crackdown" in Pingding City.

"Master Zhang, I toast you!"

Qin Weibang stood up from his seat with two glasses of wine in his hands, and looked up at Ren Yingying's seat.

He had a smile on his face, but everyone could hear something else.

Zhang Yu stood up and bowed, saying, "Master Qin is my senior, I should respect you."

Qin Weibang chuckled and said, "What senior or not? Isn't Bao Dachu a senior? So what? I was defeated by you in a fair fight. What a hero! Qin respects heroes and values ​​heroes. I don't like empty talk the most. Drinking is like a martial arts competition. You should drink as much as you can. If you don't have the capacity and force yourself to drink, you will be laughed at."

Others don't know how Zhang Yu defeated Bao Dachu, but Qin Weibang knows the inside story. He was not happy that the Holy Lady booked the entire Qianhong Tower to entertain Zhang Yu.

During the meal, Zhang Yu accepted all the flattering words, which made him feel even more resentful.

Ren Yingying invited him to sit at the same table to drink and have a secret conversation. Qin Weibang couldn't stand it anymore!

"Temple Master Qin's words are so confusing that Zhang cannot understand them!"

Zhang Yu's face turned cold. He didn't even tolerate Ren Yingying, so naturally he wouldn't be afraid of the Master of the Suzaku Hall who got angry at him for no reason.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Everything is in the wine. As long as you can take this glass of wine, I have nothing to say."

Qin Weibang was pleased to see Zhang Yu getting angry, as he had a reason to teach this ignorant young man a lesson.

"Kidnapped and poisoned, I did the dirty work, you are the hero, but you still don't know how to restrain yourself, it's really infuriating!"

Zhang Yu glanced at Ren Yingying and sneered, "It seems that Hall Master Qin took the wrong medicine and is drunk and mad!"

"rude!"

Qin Weibang circulated his internal energy and the wine glass spun rapidly in his palm, but the wine inside did not spill at all. Instead, he saw true energy coming out of the mouth of the cup, as if it was boiling. He suddenly pushed the wine glass towards Zhang Yu, and a powerful palm wind blew towards him.

"go back!"

Zhang Yu did not dare to underestimate this man. He clasped his hands together and circulated the Beiming Qi to dissolve Qin Weibang's palm wind. He suspended the bowl-shaped cup between his palms. His robe vibrated, and in the blink of an eye, the wine glass was back in front of Qin Weibang.

"Hmph, you have some skills."

Qin Weibang was a little too arrogant. Seeing that the other party was using both hands, he chose to catch it with one hand, so that he could show his superiority in front of the Saint Aunt. His face was calm, and he secretly used all his strength to circulate his true energy. He quickly raised his right palm and grabbed the wine glass...

"what!"

Everyone looked and saw a golden needle inserted in Qin Weibang's palm. They were all secretly shocked. Zhang Yu's technique was amazing. He had placed a golden needle as thin as an ox hair at the bottom of the cup without anyone noticing.

"rat!"

Qin Weibang used all his strength in that grab, and the golden needle penetrated the bone.

He was so angry that he drew his sword and was ready to fight Zhang Yu to the death.

"Stop it! If you are not as skilled as others, don't embarrass yourself."

Zhang Yu looked at Ren Yingying. She was intentionally trying to deepen the conflict between herself and Qin Weibang...

The moonlight is like frost on the long street.

"Damn Eagle Man!"

"Over the years, he has given so many sisters to those big shots..."

The woman drank a lot of wine and was drunk as a mess.

Zhang Yu originally carried her on his back, but later he felt it was inconvenient and started to support her.

Mu Minmin was talking drunkenly.

"Master Zhang, you... you are born a man with extraordinary talent. This world... should have a place for you."

"As a woman, it is too difficult to make a name for yourself in the underworld. The underworld discriminates against women, especially women with my body shape."

"The man stares at your breasts while calling you a slut."

"You are a skilled fighter, but they don't care. They only stare at your breasts."

"You kill people and set fires, and they stare at your breasts."

Mu Minmin suddenly stopped and looked at Zhang Yu beside her in the moonlight.

"Master Zhang, what are you looking at?"

(End of this chapter)