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Upon seeing this, the Old Daoist Yuan stood up to stop Duan Wuxie's disrespectful actions. Wang Song lightly pulled him and said: "This fellow is asking for trouble, why does he have to meddle in this?"

Old Daoist Yuan thought about it and felt that it made sense. This Duan Wuxie would always gamble when he met people. In his entire life, he had tricked countless people into going bankrupt. He had nowhere to go. Now that he had encountered such a disaster, he had actually accidentally provoked a hermit master. It just so happened that the little ghost had met the King of Hell, so he was afraid that he had offended this time.

Looking at the green-gowned scholar and his wife, it was as if they did not hear Duan Wuxie's sharp shout, yet they still talked slowly and laughed to themselves. The young woman pointed at a fishing boat in front of the building and smiled at the scholar. "Duan Lang, look at that boatman with the sharp eyes and cheeks of a rat. Doesn't he look like a big rat that has gained intelligence?"

The customer at the table next to them got up and leaned to the side in shock. The young woman's voice was gentle, but her words were clearly directed at Duan Wuxie.

Yesterday, Duan Wuxie's Halberd "Thunderbolt Blade" still retained its power far away, so everyone secretly broke out in a cold sweat for the young woman.

Quite a number of gazes turned towards Wang Song and Old Daoist Yuan, only to see the two of them were engrossed in eating and drinking, not even sparing a glance in their direction.

Duan Wuxie was extremely angry, he laughed and said sinisterly: "What did you say, woman? Do you dare to say that again? " His five fingers slowly formed into a palm, and he took two steps forward, approaching the table.

The green-robed scholar turned his back on Duan Wuxie. Without even turning around, he said indifferently, "Little Butterfly, that isn't a big rat. In my opinion, it looks like a dead rat."

The young woman giggled. Her face was covered by a veil and her back was facing the crowd. No one could see her delicate face. They could only see her shoulders moving with the laughter. Her voice was very melodious.

Duan Wuxie was extremely furious, he shouted in a stern voice: "I am Duan Wuxie's subordinate, the nameless ghost, please turn around and tell me your name, wait for grandpa for the two of you."

As one of the Ten Great Masters of the Four Evil Realm, he could not make a move in front of everyone due to his status and identity. As soon as he cried out, his palms changed into fists and his fingers clenched into a fist. His knuckles had already turned white.

The green-clothed scholar gave a "hehe" sneer and slowly turned around. The hearts of the crowd leaped to their throats. They knew that as long as the scholar turned around to stand up, Duan Wuxie would attack them out of anger, so they couldn't help but to stand up.

"Senior Duan, please wait!" At this time, a person hurriedly walked down from the second floor. A shadow flashed before everyone's eyes, and that person stood in between Duan Wuxie and the green-robed scholar, clasping his fists as he said, "Senior Duan, please be patient. I have already prepared a beautiful breakfast for Senior Duan and Senior Gao on the sixth floor. Please follow me upstairs, seniors."

Duan Wuxie cast a cold glance at the person. He was originally a restaurant manager. He scolded in a bad mood, "Get out of this old man's way, this old man has to eat here today."

The deacon was not annoyed. He maintained a smile on his face, and said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant: "As long as the guests who come here to eat are distinguished guests of our Kui Yuan Tower, we will all have the responsibility of protecting them. I hope that for the sake of the Sect Leader, Senior Duan will give face to the great number of people, and not cause any small problems, and not make things difficult for me."

Duan Wuxie's eyes darted around as his expression darkened. The deacon in front of him wasn't much, but Gu Qishao of the Bloodsword Sect was willing to help Nangong He and his wife. As for the friendship between Nangong He and Tie Qingyi, it was well-known.

Offending the Bloodsword Sect was equivalent to offending the Beggar Gang and Tie Qingyi. He had been thinking for many years and had already made a decision. If he could not deal with the couple in the tower, the outcome would be disadvantageous to him.

He took a big step to the stairs and looked back, "The two of you are mocking me. Due to Sect Leader Gu's face of gold, I cannot cause any trouble in her restaurant. Please follow me downstairs. Let's get close outside."

Gao Yu stood at the foot of the stairs, quietly watching from the sidelines. When the young woman giggled, her voice was as pleasant as a bell. Based on his experience among the flowers in his life, he could instantly tell that she was a beauty worthy of the moon and flowers.

At this moment, when Duan Wuxie wanted to go downstairs and take care of the two of them, he said in a muffled voice, "Old Man Duan, you can't hurt that little girl."

Duan Wuxie made two 'hehe' sounds as he smiled evilly, "Sure, sure."

When Wang Song and Old Daoist Yuan heard the two of them speaking without fear, they looked at each other and shook their heads with bitter smiles. So it turned out that Duan Wuxie was arrogant and did not know his limits. He guessed that the scholar couple was merely punishing them lightly. Now that the two of them spoke such vulgar words, how could a grand successor allow such blasphemy? I'm afraid it will be difficult to resolve this matter.

Sure enough, the green-robed scholar snorted and stood up.

The tavern deacon also noticed the hostility in the air and quickly said, "Please calm your anger young master. In a while, there will be a disciple of your own sect to escort the two of you away. Please do not act foolishly."

The green-gowned scholar's face was as gloomy as water. He slowly said, "You've already done very well. This matter is none of your business. You may leave." Her words were calm and indifferent, but they seeped out with an aura that made people unable to defy them. It was like a king descending upon the world, instructing his subjects on how to be a pauper. The restaurant's deacon was actually in a trance and had thoughts of obeying, bowing and retreating.

The scholar's eyes flashed as he looked around and said coldly, "It has been so many years since I have last set foot in the Central Plains. How come Wu Lin wants to gamble with a pervert?"

His gaze swept across the surroundings, causing everyone to tremble with fear. In the end, his gaze swept across Duan Wuxie and Gao Yu's faces. The two of them occasionally locked gazes with each other. Suddenly, an inexplicable fear arose in their hearts.

Gao Yu and Duan Wuxie were both shocked. They vaguely felt that something was wrong, but they didn't know what was weird about it.

However, a thought suddenly appeared in the minds of Old Yuan and Wang Song: "Martial art of absolute art, Vajra's Eyes of Vajra!" The four great sects had a long history and had accumulated many generations of martial arts from various sects. It could be said that they were extremely knowledgeable. Both of them were outstanding figures in the Four Major Sects, and both of them knew a little about the absolute arts of the "Vajra's Fury". However, he had heard that this absolute art had been lost for a long time. He did not expect it to appear here.

"The scholar in green clothes had an extraordinary demeanor and an imposing manner." Vajra's Eyes were once again a form of inner and outer Qi Refining Spirit Art. It could be said to be as powerful as lightning. Those who saw it trembled in fear and did not make any moves. Its imposing and threatening aura was the first to overcome the enemy's Qi.

Amidst the panic of the crowd, the purple-clothed young woman said gently, "Duan Lang, don't get angry. I would like to personally test out how much cultivation experience the gambling demon and the pervert have."

The green-robed scholar muttered to himself for a moment, then softly said, "Be careful!" Turning around to sit down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The young woman knew what her husband was worried about, so she leaned over and whispered into his ear, "Don't worry, you won't get pregnant." He got up and said to Duan Wuxie, "I heard that Duan Wuxie gambles when he meets someone. He's known as the demon gambler. If that's the case, would you dare to gamble with me? "

On the other side, Duan Wuxie and Gao Yu were frowning. They didn't expect the other party to recognize them. However, thinking about it, when the two of them were dominating the martial arts world, this young woman was probably still trying to learn from them. Besides, after yesterday's gamble, their names would have already spread far and wide. It was not strange for this couple to know each other.

The fear in their hearts disappeared, and their arrogance returned to life. Especially Duan Wuxie, when the word 'gamble' entered his ears, his eyes lit up, and his mouse eyes suddenly widened. He opened his mouth and said: "Duan Wuxie will definitely gamble, hehehe …" I wonder how this young lady will gamble? "