Cen Ji flicked his sleeves and turned to leave the fence.

If he continued listening, he might not be able to control himself and kill all of them.

With Yan Ying's senior brothers around, the little ghost will be fine.

"You have such a foul mouth." Wu Lin pulled out the black gold fan from his waist.

He didn't want to do anything, but this man humiliated his junior sister like this, he really deserves to die!

"We won't give you the guest room. If you leave now, we'll let it go and won't pursue the matter." Bai Huanzhi said coldly.

The master told them not to cause trouble, and this is Fuzhou, so it is not convenient to cause conflict. It is better to make a big deal out of a small one.

"What a joke. Pursue investigation? Just you?" Su Qinggang sneered.

Now he not only wanted their guest room, he also wanted to teach these bastards a lesson and make them pay for their actions.

"Since you don't want to listen to my advice..." Bai Huanzhi picked up the long sword with a white sheath on the table. His Lingxiao sword had not been unsheathed for a long time, so today he would practice his sword skills with these people.

“It’s so lively.”

Someone outside the inn clapped their hands and laughed as they approached the door. The person was wearing a black and red robe, with their hair tied high. "I didn't expect to see such a good show right after arriving in Fuzhou."

Su Qing just heard the laughter and was about to turn around and scold, but his expression paused when he saw the person coming.

"Senior Brother Xu." Su Qinggang saluted. The person who spoke was Xu Zisheng, a disciple directly taught by the leader of Yuan Huizong, a spiritual monk with golden spiritual roots.

This person is Yuan Huizong's best friend, and he dare not neglect him.

"Does this junior brother recognize me?" Xu Zisheng asked with a smile.

"I have heard of the name of Senior Brother Xu, Emperor Huizong of Yuan Dynasty." Su Qinggang said with a flattering smile.

Yuan Huizong was the leader of the greatest sect in the world, and Xu Zisheng had reached the state of spiritual enlightenment at such a young age, so naturally he had heard of him a long time ago.

"You recognize me, but not the person in front of you?" Xu Zisheng raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

Even if Guiyun Sect no longer cares about worldly affairs, it was once the number one sect. Although it is now ranked third, it should not be underestimated.

He and Bai Huanzhi had met once during the last sect competition. Bai Huanzhi had a very high level of comprehension, and now his cultivation had reached the level of spiritual silence, and his strength was not inferior to his.

"Them?" Su Qing just turned his head and looked at the people at the table. Could these bastards also be members of the sect?

"Brother Huanzhi, long time no see." Xu Zisheng walked to the table with a smile, stretched out his hand and gently pressed down Bai Huanzhi's sword. "Give me some face, forget it."

Yan Ying frowned and looked at the man named Xu Zisheng in front of her. Even if this man was Yuan Huizong's man, she was the one who was splashed with tea. Why should he just forget it?

The eldest brother wanted to give him face, but she didn't know him, so she didn't give face to anyone.

"Yes, senior brother, just give this senior brother some face and let it go." Yan Ying said.

Bai Huanzhi turned around and looked at Yan Ying in confusion. "What does this mean, Junior Sister?" This wasn't like her style.

Although he was puzzled, he put down the Lingxiao Sword since his junior sister said so.