Zong Ting felt that as the young master of Chaoyang City, he should at least show some hospitality as a good host, so he changed his previous aloof attitude and took the initiative to take Li Changan and Nezha out for a walk.
Luo Liu has already reached the Anti-Void Realm and has practiced fasting for decades, so he has no interest in worldly food.
After the three of them left the attic, they went straight to Tianyi Pavilion in the center of Chaoyang City.
The ancient city of Chaoyang is not like Taixuan Sect, which is far away from the secular world and hidden in the mountains. Instead, it is a city where secular people and practitioners mix together. Influenced by this city-state culture, almost everyone in Chaoyang City practices cultivation. Maybe if you step on a beggar on the roadside, he may suddenly give you a flying sword.
Tianyi Pavilion is the largest restaurant in Chaoyang City, opened by a cultivator.
After the three of them arrived at Tianyi Pavilion, Zong Ting's expression became a little embarrassed.
It happened to be noon, and there was no room left in the huge Tianyi Pavilion, while the three-story pavilion was packed with diners.
"Brother Chang'an, how about we go to another place?" Zong Ting didn't seem to have the habit of bullying others. When he saw the crowded hall, he turned around and wanted to leave.
"I'm sorry, what's wrong with you? Don't you even have this little dignity?" Li Changan was unhappy and patted Nezha's head, "Show him the correct Yanei posture!"
Nezha nodded, walked straight to the best seat at the back, and slapped the table.
Everyone in the room was shocked.
"This position has been requisitioned by our young master. What are you looking at? Get out of here!" After saying that, he raised his eyebrows at Li Changan.
Li Changan secretly gave a thumbs up.
The child is teachable.
Zong Ting was stunned.
"Is this...appropriate?"
"What's inappropriate about that? You're the young master of the city lord's family, a noble son of the yamen, and no one makes room for you?" Li Changan rolled his eyes as he walked over, pointing at a table of people and snorting.
"Listen carefully, this is the young master of Chaoyang City Lord's Mansion, the third son of the Zong family. He is here to have a meal and requisition your seats. Everyone, please give me some face."
There was a brief silence in the lobby.
"The third son of the Zong family? Humph, do you think you are so proud?" At the corner of the table, a woman with a pretty face but domineering aura picked up a sword from under the table with her backhand and slammed it on the table with a bang.
"You let that wimp come over and talk to me. I'm in a good mood, so maybe I can give you a chance!"
Eh?
Why is it different from what I imagined?
Li Changan was a little dumbfounded. He turned his head to look at Zong Ting behind him, only to see that the young man's face had turned pale.
Isn't he the son of the city lord? Isn't he the young master?
It can’t be a fake!
Li Changan immediately clasped his hands together and bowed his head respectfully, "Excuse me for disturbing you, goodbye!"
After saying that, he turned around and left with Nezha, but the next moment, a long sword as wide as two palms flew out of its sheath, stabbed into Li Changan's feet with a bang, and smashed a huge hole in the floor.
"come over!"
Li Changan obediently turned around and was about to go over, but soon realized that these two words were not spoken to himself, but to Zong Ting.
Zong Ting looked as if he had lost all hope in life. He stared at Li Changan with pale eyes and walked over helplessly.
"Sister Youqin, I didn't see you just now. I'm sorry for offending you. Please don't be angry..." Zong Ting stood aside respectfully with his butt sticking out, his face as stiff as a dried eggplant.
Li Changan was a little puzzled.
No matter how you look at it, she looks like the young lady of the city lord's mansion, and you look more like a fawning servant.
The woman stood up and was almost as tall as Zong Ting. She stretched out her strong arm, pulled out the broadsword that was stuck in the floor with a click, and put it back into the sheath.
"Humph, don't you like to hide from me? Why are you so blind today and bump into my arms?"
Li Changan took a quick glance. The woman had a majestic figure, and her breasts were like inflated footballs, bulging as if about to explode. If she really bumped into his arms, he would sink into her.
The clan is so lucky.
Li Changan silently blessed.
Zong Ting smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to speak.
"I heard you followed Uncle Liu to the Taixuan Sect, but didn't get a rank in the Holy Land Trial?" The woman narrowed her eyes and snorted coldly, "Useless thing, you're bringing shame to Chaoyang City."
Zong Ting nodded and bowed with a fawning look on his face.
This grandson was acting so cool before, but now his true colors are revealed.
Li Changan grinned with ill intent.
"What are you laughing at? Try laughing again?" The broadsword in the woman's hand slammed on the table, and Li Changan's laughter stopped abruptly.
"I'll just take a look. You guys continue, continue." Li Changan shrank his neck. "Nezha, I think the food in the restaurant next door is pretty good. Shall we go there and try it?"
"Yeah, yeah." Nezha nodded and turned around to escape.
Li Changan couldn't hold back this woman who was even more domineering than Jiang Xuan, the third of the Taixuan Nine Peaks, and the little Loli was also a little scared.
"You are Nezha?" The woman glared at him. "Zong Ting, you lose to a little girl who hasn't even grown all her hair yet. Humph, you've completely disgraced Uncle Zong!"
Zong Ting looked at Li Changan awkwardly.
"Since this little girl is Nezha, then you... must be the eldest senior brother of Taixuan Jiufeng, Li Changan." The woman stared at Li Changan with burning eyes, and her blood surged all over her body, rising higher and higher. The guests at the surrounding tables stood up and ran out.
Li Changan was a little confused. What was going on? Why did the artillery fire fall on him for no apparent reason?
I'm just joining in, isn't it just a meal? Who did I offend?
The broad heavy sword fell to her feet and was grasped by the woman. "It is said in Beizhou that Li Chang'an of Taixuan Jiufeng is a reclusive and outstanding person, blessed with heavenly luck and the most extraordinary person in Beizhou."
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