After a pause, Ye Jianming continued, "You are the president of the Hong Kong Wulin Association. At this time, you should gather all the fellow martial artists together to negotiate. You can't let our two families shoulder such a huge responsibility alone, right?"

"Yes, let's discuss it with them." Mo Xinyi seemed to come to his senses suddenly and said, "And immediately. Immediately."

After saying that, he called Mo Jun in.

"Go and inform all fellow martial artists to hold a meeting tonight. The venue will be in the Plum Garden."

"Yes, Master."

Mo Jun agreed and went out to do this.

"Master Mo, do you think that we in the Hong Kong martial arts world really can't find someone to fight against him?" After a while, Ye Jianming seemed to remember something and suddenly asked.

His eyes were shining.

Mo Xinyi seemed to understand and rolled his eyes. "Will he take care of this?"

"If we all ask him together, maybe he will take care of it."

"Well, as long as he is willing to take action, maybe this matter can turn around."

Mo Xinyi seemed to have suddenly regained his confidence, and his tone was much stronger than before.

…

7:30 in the evening.

Plum Garden.

This is a small courtyard, one of Mo Xinyi's properties.

He opened many boxing gyms in Hong Kong, but they were actually not profitable and sometimes even lost money, but the boxing gyms had to be opened because they would increase his net worth.

Net worth means business opportunities and wealth.

In fact, there are so many boxing gyms in the Hong Kong martial arts world, but how many of them really make money?

No.

Almost no money is made.

But everyone still has to expand. The more stores you open, the more famous you will become.

Fame also means wealth.

With wealth and fame, it is natural to do business and develop secondary industries.

For example, the Plum Garden.

The scenery of the courtyard is nice. There are several plum trees planted in the yard, which are blooming beautifully at this time.

There are nine private rooms in Meiyuan, eight of which are on the first floor and one upstairs.

The private rooms upstairs are generally not open to the public, but are used by Mo Xinyi to invite distinguished guests.

At this time, Han Xinyi and Ye Jianming were sitting in the private room.

A sumptuous dinner was already set on the huge dining table.

The participants were all elites and bigwigs in the Hong Kong martial arts world.

Baguazhang master Wei Rufeng, Bajiquan master Hong Zhiyun, Mantis boxing master Wu Biqing, Tai Chi master Yang Yanshan...

There are twelve people in total, and they can represent the Hong Kong martial arts world.

The participants are also important figures in the Wushu Association.

As the president of the Martial Arts Association, Mo Xinyi gave a notice and all the famous figures in Hong Kong's martial arts world rushed over.

The host, Mo Xinyi, sent several disciples away and ordered that no one was allowed to come in.

Suddenly, these people became curious.

What is the matter that makes Mo Xinyi so serious?

Baguazhang master Wei Rufeng asked curiously, "Master Mo, are you treating us to a meal today?"

Anyway, he doesn't believe it.

Tai Chi master Yang Yanshan also laughed and said, "Yes, we haven't gathered together for a long time."

"Come on, let me toast everyone first."

Mo Xinyi raised his glass.

Everyone had no choice but to raise their glasses and drink together.

But as soon as he drank it, Mo Xinyi's face turned red. He turned around and coughed violently a few times.

Ye Jianming's complexion was similar, and he kept coughing.

The group of people were dumbfounded, looking at each other and then at the two of them.

Wei Rufeng frowned: "Master Mo, you have always been able to drink a lot. What happened tonight? Are you not feeling well?"

"That's right, it's a bit strange. Master Ye can drink a lot. This is just the first glass. You guys shouldn't drink that much, right?" Bajiquan master Hong Zhiyun also said.

After waving their hands, the two finally recovered.

"To be honest, we are all injured internally."

Mo Xinyi knew that it was pointless to hide it, so he just spoke straight to the point.

"ah?"

Everyone was shocked.

"No way, are you guys sparring? But sparring doesn't require such fierce fighting, right?"

Mantis Fist Wu Biqing couldn't help but ask.

"Why should we compete with each other? We are old and we don't have nothing better to do." Ye Jianming was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Mo Xinyi said, "Come on, let's eat first. We can't drink any more of this wine. Enjoy yourselves. After we finish eating, we can discuss something else."

After he said that, no one could eat.

So curious.

Yang Yanshan asked, "Master Mo, if you have something to say, just say it. I have no appetite for dinner if you're like this. Let's talk business first."

"Yes, yes, let's talk business first."

"Now that we've finished talking, let's have a good meal."

Everyone was talking at once.

Helplessly, Mo Xinyi put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said, "Okay, since everyone wants to know so much, I'll keep it a secret. Just this afternoon, someone challenged me at the boxing gym in Kowloon."

"Ah, someone's challenging us?" Yang Yanshan said in disbelief. "No one's challenging us in years. Could it be that you've offended some powerful enemy?"

If it's a private matter, he doesn't want to get involved.

Mo Xinyi smiled bitterly and said, "If it was an enemy, Master Ye wouldn't have been injured as well. And you probably won't believe it, but when we joined forces, we didn't last more than ten moves against him."

When he said this, his old face turned red.

It's really embarrassing...

Sure enough, everyone around was stunned.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Yes, how is that possible?"

"You're the best fighter in Hong Kong. Who can beat you? And Master Ye, you can't even withstand ten of his moves. That's ridiculous."

"Don't flatter me. I'm not the best fighter. I wouldn't dare to say I can beat anyone here."

sweat……

Mo Xinyi now knows how to keep a low profile.

"Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me who it is. Is he really that awesome?" Wei Rufeng said unconvincedly, "I, Wei Rufeng, would also like to meet him."

"If there's a chance, he will challenge each of you here next." Mo Xinyi said in a muffled voice.

He had lost face and didn't want to be laughed at, but he couldn't keep it a secret, as it would get out sooner or later.

Everyone present looked at each other in confusion.

Hong Zhiyun frowned and said, "Everyone, please stop making such noises. I don't think Master Mo is joking. Just listen to him."

Seeing everyone listening intently, Mo Xinyi hesitated for a moment and said to Ye Jianming, "Master Ye, you should speak first. I've completely lost face and am too embarrassed to mention it again. This time, I've been completely screwed, and I've brought shame upon everyone here as well."

Ye Jianming cursed in his heart again.

You're too embarrassed to say it and insist that I say it?

Okay, I say, I say.

At that moment, Ye Jianming recounted the story of Taoist Long Yun challenging the sect leader.

He really didn't hide anything.

After saying this, he blushed, and Mo Xinyi also blushed.

How shameful.