Zhao Hanyu and Ximen Guang also stared at Qiu Hong, and they were also a little curious.

Qiu Hong's face was a little cold and solemn. He pondered for a while, then said, "Although I haven't fought with him, he can't hold on to ten moves in my hands."

The three of them were shocked when they heard this!

That's the upper level of the wheel light, which is comparable to your level. You actually say that the other party can't take your ten moves?

The three of them were a little suspicious, but Lao Ke smiled and seemed to nod.

Murong Qianfan frowned and thought for a while, and continued to ask, "How did you offend him? He instigated Vice President Gu to expel you from the hospital? Uncle Xiao came that day, and I asked him, but he said he didn't know what happened."

Qiu Hong's face darkened, she didn't speak, and she felt angry.

Seeing this, Zhao Hanyu spoke, "Since Qiu Hong doesn't want to explain, there is no need to ask."

Murong Qianfan knew that he could not understand the twists and turns, so he had to put away his gossip and nodded helplessly.

Qiu Hong suddenly said, "After the World Meeting, if you lose to him, I will take action myself."

"That won't work!" Murong Qianfan said angrily, "How could I lose to that shameless scum? I will definitely beat him so hard that he doesn't even know his biological mother, and you won't have the chance to take action!"

Qiuhong smiled rarely and said, "This is the best."

Zhao Hanyu and Ximen Guang also spoke out to cheer him up, so Murong Qianfan felt very satisfied.

Lao Ke suddenly said, "Young Master, although Leng Aoyun is not good, the Leng family in Lingnan is still somewhat powerful. In the southeast of the Tang Dynasty, the Leng family has strong financial resources and countless business names. Several famous strong men have also appeared in the clan, which are considered the leading family in the south."

Murong Qianfan asked quietly: "Uncle Ke, what is the foundation of our Murong family in the south?"

"Well, in the past twenty years, the Murong family has occupied about half of the southeast's commercial operations. Some of them are profitable, and even the Leng family, a local domineering Leng family, cannot get involved. However, the Leng family has been trying hard to curry favor with the Yuhuang Sword Sect, and at the same time, it also welcomes the Tianqinzhai in Yueying Mountain. Although the two major sects are not good friends with them, the Murong family has to give the Leng family three points of disrespect for some love, so they will not be overshadowed."

When Murong Qianfan heard this, his heart couldn't help but relax and said with a smile: "I thought the Leng family was such an amazing behemoth. It turned out that he would be so embarrassing to put his face on the Leng's butt and be humiliating. Then ignore him. It's important to drink and eat meat and have fun."

At this time, several bright women wearing short garments and veils exposed large pieces of tender and white skin each supported wooden plates with various dishes on them. They entered from the outside, and saw that the three young men of Luo Feng were stunned, then blushed and quickly lowered their heads.

When Lao Ke saw the reaction of the three teenagers, he burst into laughter, but he was calm on the surface. He just looked at the charm of several girls carefully and secretly praised the boss here, and his eyes and methods were both good.

Murong Qianfan showed an elegant smile on his face, and he implicitly praised the strengths of all girls, such as cherry lips and lotus arms, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, a slender grasp, a foggy hair and wind hair...

A long list of laughter from the place I learned from from no other type made all the girls laugh. They praised the young master for his knowledge and gracefulness, and teased him for a while. They just walked out of the room reluctantly and wanted to speak, and couldn't help but look back frequently when they went out, responding with all kinds of resentment, tenderness, expectation, and reluctance.

After the group of Yingying Yanyan left the room, Luo Feng's three teenagers finally breathed a sigh of relief and dared to raise their heads. The three of them looked at each other and felt extremely awkward and embarrassed.

Murong Qianfan picked up the wine glass and took a sip, laughed, and said, "Looking at your promising prospects, this is just a restaurant serving. When next time, I will take you to Ruyun Pavilion. I don't think you can get under the table?"

Zhao Hanyu looked helpless, Qiu Hong was even more uncomfortable, and Ximen Guang said, "Okay, Murong Qianfan, didn't you realize that you still have such a dirty hobby? Are you the bald donkeys in the Sumeru Academy private disciples from the same sect? What is that called the martial arts? Big... or small cheerful Zen?"

Murong Qianfan was furious, "Shut up, you stupid monkey! You said you wanted to watch the girls with me, but now you are sarcastic? Do you want me to really find you a few female monkeys?"

He didn't expect that Ximen Guang was usually clumsy, but occasionally speaking, there would always be huge words that would cause him to be covered with bruises and bruises.

He jumped up, stretched out his arms and rolled up his sleeves, and was about to have a good verbal battle.

The door of the private room opened with a creaking sound. The shopkeeper who had previously welcomed the guests stood at the door with apologies, prosecuted for a while, and then said: "The next door is the private room of the eldest son. Today, His Highness happened to be here for the guests. He heard that the young master of the Murong family and several young heroes from Luofeng Academy were gathered here. His Highness was very happy and said that it would be better to meet him by chance than to invite him. He wanted to ask a few to move for a while, so he ordered the young old man to come and greet you." After saying that, he bowed and looked very humble and polite.

Upon hearing this, Murong Qianfan looked directly at Zhao Hanyu, with an inquiry in his eyes.

The restaurant shopkeeper knew Murong Qianfan's identity. Seeing this detail, he couldn't help but jump and secretly wondered, thinking, what is the origin of this young man? Why does Young Master Murong still have to act according to his expression?

Zhao Hanyu remembered the two language exchanges with the Lord Highness that night and the situation when he left Babao Lane, and he intuitively disliked the prince.

He thought for a while and Wen Yan said to the shopkeeper: "Thank you for your wrong love. We are all civilians. If you are lucky enough to drink with your high school and drink and have fun, that is the glory of ours. However, we are timid and ignorant, and often have indecent actions. If we lose our manners during the meal, we can't help but embarrass you, and make your face lose your light. Therefore, please ask the shopkeeper to report to Your Highness, thank you very much for your invitation. If we know ourselves, we will not bother you, so as not to discourage your highness."

These words were neither soft nor hard, reasonable, and polite. Murong Qianfan felt relieved when he heard them, Qiu Hong and Ximen Guang secretly admired them, while Lao Ke kept nodding and applauding them.

The restaurant shopkeeper changed his expression, but he was a person who had been walking around for a long time. Although he felt that the young man was a little arrogant and seemed to be not very tempted by his highness in his words, he still patiently persuaded him politely: "Your Highness has always been famous and thirsty. Since you have a good relationship with Mr. Murong, you all think that they are talented men with real talents and knowledge. Your Highness likes to interact with you young heroes the most. I hope you will not let down your highness's good wishes."

The shopkeeper's advice was so clear that he was full of emotion. When Zhao Hanyu and everyone heard this, they frowned and felt a little embarrassed.

Murong Qianfan knew the incident of Luofeng Academy clearly. He understood that Zhao Hanyu did not want to have any relationship with the eldest prince, but he did not want to offend him in person. So he turned his head and said to the shopkeeper: "You go and report to your highness. Just say Murong Qianfan is drunk and is crazy about drinking. They immediately want to send me back to Tianyu Academy and say thank you by the way."

The shopkeeper looked at Murong Qianfan, and guessed that he could probably get away with Young Master Murong's name and excuses, so he stopped saying anything, sighed, bowed to everyone, turned around and left, and took it to the door.

Zhao Hanyu glanced at Murong Qianfan with gratitude, and the latter waved his hand and said, "Since we are tired of each other, don't see each other. I am most annoyed by the scene of false feelings and falseness. We flatter each other on the surface, and in the blink of an eye, we attacked each other. Although we came from a very dirty family of businessmen, we couldn't do such a thing."

Zhao Hanyu nodded silently, Qiu Hong and Ximen Guang looked at him deeply, their eyes different from those just now.

After a moment of silence, Old Ke smiled softly and said, "Young Master, why not let's change the place. If you accidentally meet the eldest prince later, it would be a bit unreasonable."

Murong Qianfan slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, let's go, it's just right to go to Ruyun Pavilion."

Several people stood up one after another. Ximen Guang was closest to the door. He just reached out his hand, but unexpectedly the door was kicked open suddenly. With a "bang", he bounced back to his arm and just hit his forehead.

Ximen Guang let out a "Ouch". In fact, he was covered in steel and iron, and it was not painful, but it was a little sudden, and he shouted subconsciously.

The rest of the people were slightly shocked. Zhao Hanyu took a step forward and pulled back Ximen Guang who was rubbing his forehead. He looked at the strange face at the door with a playful look, and felt a little angry.

The visitor looked a little older than Zhao Hanyu and other teenagers. He was tall and had a fat face with his hands on his back. His eyes were extremely small, his nose was extremely large, his lips were thin, and he was tilted and created a strange curve, almost pulling to the root of his ears.

The whole face combination is like a cake with two peanuts on it, a lump of garlic, and then a dish of tomato sauce is poured on.

The visitor closed the door of the room and smiled, his voice was so feminine that it was very different from his huge body.

He stared at Zhao Hanyu and said, "I guess you are the star of hope in Luofeng Academy, the legendary Luofeng Academy. Before you break the realm, you dare to slander and challenge Prince Duan. He has a great power outside Babao Lane. It is also rumored to fight against another waste. The three powerful demon clans were said to be amazing by the foolish and stupid women in the capital. I was puzzled. With these vain names, you don't know how much you really are. You dare to despise Your Highness, who is irresponsible! Do you not eat toast and eat to punish him? Hum?"

His voice became heavier and heavier, his face was getting closer and closer to Zhao Hanyu, and his words were filled with strong pressure.

Zhao Hanyu stretched out his palm to block his mouth and nose, frowned, and said, "Stand back and talk, I can hear clearly."

The man couldn't help but be stunned, then turned angry, his feminine voice became more and more gloomy, and he said, "It seems that you are really fearless, but you are just a waste who has not yet entered the country. I want to see. After that, you will kneel in front of His Highness in vain. Can you still be so sharp-tongued and calm!"
Chapter completed!