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He stood tall and did not return the greeting. Instead, he cupped his hands and said, "I welcome the master of Qingcheng for his visit. Why would you blame me? Please come in, Daoist."

As soon as Old Daoist Yuan entered the hut, his identity was immediately found out. He became more certain that the two in the thatched hut were not ordinary people. He squinted his eyes to take a closer look. The scholar looked to be in his forties with a white face and no beard. He was wearing a black towel and was wearing a round neck green robe. His appearance was handsome and his demeanor was graceful like that of an immortal.

Old Daoist Yuan quickly bowed and said: "I dare not disappoint you, master. I represent the Central Plains Martial Arts Lin to welcome the esteemed guest, Jiang Nan."

The scholar smiled slightly and said, "Why is Taoist so polite? I'm a commoner next time. I bring my wife to visit the ancestral lands. How expensive would that be?" In contrast to all that you have done, this one is rather uneasy. "

Old Daoist Yuan hesitated for a moment, but maintained his respectful attitude. He said, "May I ask if your esteemed guest is surnamed Duan?"

The scholar calmly replied, "To meet by chance, what is the need for your surname? As an expert in the outside world, the Daoist is not very free and easy to handle. "

Old Daoist Yuan was stunned, then smiled and said: "Yes, yes. The old Taoist was vulgar, it was a blessing to be able to meet someone of noble character today. "To be able to shock the world is a blessing in disguise."

The scholar said, "This one is just a common person, I'm afraid that the Taoist has mistaken me. However, from beginning to end, he has always expressed his gratitude towards this one for looking at him in a different light." It's just that the foolish couple are going to leave today. I'm afraid that they can't say too much to the Taoist priest, so please don't blame them for being rude. "

"Today, I shall witness the noble character of this person and live my life to the end. I dare not delay Young Master's journey, so this old Daoist will now take his leave!" Old Daoist Yuan did not feel offended at all. He bowed, bent over slightly, and respectfully took three steps back before turning around and walking out of the courtyard.

"Did this Taoist guess our identity?" The young woman walked out of the house. Her head was covered by a curtain and her face was covered by a thin veil. A small package was hanging from her arm as she softly asked.

The scholar smiled but didn't say anything. He went into the house and sheathed his sword and said gently, "Xiao Die, there are a lot of martial artists staying in this inn. If you stay too long, naturally it will attract attention. Didn't you just say that you were going to eat beef noodle soup? Let's get out of the city now. "

The two of them shut the door and left the courtyard, directly heading out of the city.

Old Daoist Yuan returned to his room. Wang Song was still standing by the window, and he could clearly see Old Daoist Yuan's humble appearance in the courtyard. He turned his head and said with a taunting voice, "Old Monkey, do you recognize the couple? Tsk, I don't know what kind of rich and powerful people they are, but they actually make you look like a servant. Was it not because your loose path was stimulated by Miss Tian and you started to covet that young maiden's beauty? "

Old Daoist Yuan said in shock, "You stinking monk, your mouth is open, please do not speak nonsense." Do you know who this couple is? [That is such a great joke!]

The two were used to joking and fooling around. Wang Song saw that he was no longer as friendly as before and was momentarily stunned. He then heard Old Daoist Yuan say softly: "Monk Wang, this time we have met a big shot."

Wang Song knew that the old Daoist was arrogant and arrogant. Hearing that he was serious and mysterious, he could not help but become curious. He looked at Old Daoist Yuan in surprise and listened to what he had to say.

Old Daoist Yuan said word by word, "A group of evil cultivators has already left, so the demonic path is now at rest."

"Fleeting Strike?" Wang Song cried out involuntarily, "Someone from the Duan Clan!"

Old Daoist Yuan nodded his head, looked out the window, and said slowly: "I remember back then on the mountain, I heard Master always saying that 'all martial arts in the world, seven to eight out of ten sects'. At that time, I often thought that I would one day be able to witness the glory of a young man of Duan Clan, and I have no regrets in this life. Damned monk, tell me, if I really meet the descendants of the Duan Clan with my own eyes, how could I not be respectful? "

Wang Song said, "Our family has indeed heard of this matter from Master. If he really is a famous disciple, then we must treat him with respect." His tone changed, and he asked in wonder. "Old Ma, why are you so sure that this couple is the descendants of the Duan Clan?"

Daoist Master Yuan repeated the words of last night and the few words he had said to the scholar. When Wang Song heard the scholar say, "They were indeed disciples of the Duan Clan. Old Ma, where did the two of them go?"

"Didn't I say it earlier? Go and have some beef noodle soup." Old Daoist Yuan replied.

"Beef Paste?" Wang Song's eyes lit up. "Isn't it 'Kui Yuan Tower'? Old Ma, come, let's go eat beef noodle soup."

"He and his wife don't seem to like being disturbed." Old Daoist Yuan rolled his eyes and said, "Monk, don't go and embarrass yourself."

Wang Song stared at him and said, "Why can't we go eat at home?" With a hearty laugh, he did not walk through the door. Instead, he jumped out of the window and out of the small courtyard in a flash.

The old Daoist Yuan was helpless and could only jump out with him. The two of them headed out of the city towards Kui Yuan Tower. It was still early, and there were only a few pedestrians on the way. Both of them used their footwork and soon arrived at Kui Yuan Restaurant's main building.

The disciples welcoming the guests outside recognized the two and respectfully welcomed them in. Both of them looked around the first floor but didn't find the scholar or the young woman. So they went to the second floor. There were only two tables of guests on the second floor, and they were all rich kids who came to eat breakfast in the city.

The two of them went up to the third floor. There was a table of customers by the window, and it was the scholar and his wife. The two of them had their backs facing the stairs, facing the high stage outside the window, and did not notice Old Yuan and Wang Song going upstairs.

The two chose a corner and sat down. A disciple had already informed the restaurant manager. When the deacon heard that, he didn't dare to be slow and personally led the waiter to serve the exquisite breakfast. After a short chat, he left.

Hearing the old Daoist Yuan's words, the scholar turned his head and smiled. Wang Song and Old Daoist Yuan quickly stood up and returned the greeting. They waited for the scholar to turn around before sitting down. The duo knew that the scholar and his wife exchanged pleasantries with each other and did not dare to disturb them.

The two of them chatted softly as they ate. The woman called over the shop and asked why there was a stage suddenly erected in front of the building. After so many years of entertaining customers and drinking, he was full of eloquence.

The young woman's heart was moved and she could not help but laugh: "What a love-struck number one beauty, if I had the chance, I would like to get to know her."

During this period, more and more people came to the second floor. A few of the martial artists who had been calling out to their friends with loud voices suddenly saw Wang Song and Wang Ling. Their voices immediately became softer as they found a seat and quietly sat down.

After a while, more and more customers appeared on the third floor. The crowd's words were mostly about Tie Qingyi's heroic display yesterday, Jiang Zhong sitting firmly on the bow, unmoving and heroic stance of the Sword Subduing Wind Demon.

At this time, three people came up the stairs. The leader, with his sharp eyes, saw Daoist Old Yuan at a glance. The three of them greeted him respectfully. He was the leader of the Seven Sabers of Taihang, Elite Boss Gao and his two brothers.

Wang Song and Wang Meng were given their rooms for free last night. They were polite to each other, so it wasn't rude. Seeing that there were no seats in the restaurant, they invited the three of them to eat at the same table. The brothers felt flattered and sat down happily with half of their butts hanging down, not daring to take a seat.

There were a lot of people talking upstairs, but the noise was not loud and it was not noisy. Some of the rich and powerful juniors in Jinling City, upon seeing the low-spirited and submissive voices of the martial artists, would occasionally glance towards the table of Old Daoist Yuan. They knew that these bold and fierce men who danced sabers and spears were not to be trifled with, so they subconsciously retracted their arrogant and domineering attitude.

Wang Song's gaze shifted to the green-robed scholar and his wife from time to time. Although he was still drinking wine in big gulps and was not as bold and unrestrained as usual, his words were not as impudent as before. At that moment, there was a murmur of disturbance at several tables near the stairs.

Old Daoist Yuan looked over and saw Gao Yu and Duan Wuxie striding up the stairs. The voices upstairs immediately became quieter. The two of them looked around, and when they saw Wang Song's luxurious robe with a silk ribbon, they couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Duan Wuxie felt a sour feeling in his heart, so he forced himself to smile. He cupped his fists and said, "Great Master, please look good. I wonder if you had a good night's sleep?"

Wang Song laughed and said, "Thank you for your kind intentions. We are currently considering how many wives we should marry. "I just do not know when Sir will set up the gambling house, but you must inform our family so that we can marry a few more wives."

Duan Wuxie snorted and glared at him.

Wang Song said in a low voice, "Old man Duan, you must be respectful to us. Don't be disrespectful. I'll let you know that my family is still your indirect creditor. That kid, Tie Qingyi, lost another sixteen thousand taels to our family. If we chase after him to collect the debt, the one who will suffer will be you old man, right? "

Duan Wuxie glared hatefully at them. Squinting his mouse eyes, he turned around and walked over to the green-clothed scholar and his wife's table. This table was the best place to sit at the riverside window. The scholar and the young woman were pointing out to the boats that were moving back and forth across the river. They were chatting and laughing softly.

Duan Wuxie took out a silver ingot and slammed it on the table. "Take the silver taels, scram to the side and eat."

And this was after he had followed Tie Qingyi. His heart was filled with misgivings and he had restrained himself. If this had happened in the past, he would have kicked them to get out of the way, not to mention not knowing how to use money to snatch their seats. How could they be so polite?