Coupled with Zhao Min's bright eyes, white teeth, and pretty appearance, it's hard to feel the slightest dissatisfaction.
Chu Qinghe said slowly, "I thought that since the Great Yuan Kingdom had planned such a martial arts tournament, they would at least let the show finish before making any further moves, but I didn't expect them to be in such a hurry."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Min sighed and said, "There's nothing I can do. I've always lacked a sense of security. The longer things drag on, the more things might go wrong. It's better to get things sorted out as soon as possible so that I can feel more at ease. I hope you can understand, Young Master Zhao."
Seeing this, Chu Qinghe said no more, then gestured and walked to one of the stools to sit down.
Wang Yuyan originally wanted to sit down with them, but when she saw Qu Feiyan, Xiao Zhao and Lin Shiyin standing behind Chu Qinghe, she didn't dare to sit down.
After glancing at Qu Feiyan and the other girls, Zhao Min finally turned her gaze back to Chu Qinghe.
"Young Master Zhao is so lucky. Not to mention the two ladies beside him, even the maids behind him are all beautiful. It's truly enviable."
Before Chu Qinghe could respond, Zhao Min asked, "I wonder if Young Master Zhao needs any maids? I'd like to serve you sometime."
Upon hearing this, Jellyfish Yin Ji remained calm, while Lian Xing glanced at Zhao Min with slight displeasure.
"Does this woman have feelings for my brother-in-law?"
Noticing Lianxing's gaze, Zhao Min sighed inwardly.
"It seems that some of the older sisters don't welcome Minmin. In that case, Minmin will give up her hopes."
Upon hearing Zhao Min's words, Qu Feiyan and the other girls, including Xiao Zhao, all thought of a descriptive phrase from one of Chu Qinghe's earlier stories.
"Tea-related words and phrases."
These four words perfectly describe Zhao Min in front of him.
In response to Zhao Min's words, Chu Qinghe shook his head and said, "Your Highness is joking. If I had another maid like you in my household, I'm afraid I would have a hard time living in peace."
Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Zhao Min looked disappointed and said, "Does Young Master Zhao actually dislike Minmin?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe said slowly, "No, I just don't want the princess to suffer unnecessarily."
Unlike Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao and the other girls.
Zhao Min has too many thoughts, and her intentions are impure.
Furthermore, she is a princess of the Great Yuan Kingdom, and is connected to the Demon Master Palace and even the Great Yuan Kingdom.
Such a person would be a bad thing if he were to come to Chu Qinghe's side.
Seeing that Chu Qinghe was gazing into the distance and had no intention of engaging in further conversation, Zhao Min also quieted down.
Seeing that Chu Qinghe didn't pay much attention to Zhao Min, Lianxing let out a soft hum and withdrew her gaze with satisfaction.
If it weren't for the inappropriateness, Lianxing would have even wanted to teach Zhao Min a lesson at this moment.
So that Zhao Min would know her own level and that she was worthy of coveting Chu Qinghe like Zhao Min.
Subsequently, while everyone waited, one after another, martial arts forces were brought into the back mountain by Shaolin disciples.
Whenever a force enters, the chanting of Shaolin disciples can be heard.
"Sect Leader Guan Shanlan of the Lanhai Sect has arrived."
"Xu Changqing, the sect leader of the Jade Flower Sword Sect, has arrived."
"Silver Spear Sect, Sect Master Wei Changlong has arrived."
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In just over an hour, the tents set up on the back hill were already packed, and the entire hillside became quite noisy because of the thousands of people there.
Those who are qualified to appear on the back mountain of Shaolin are at least second-rate forces in the martial arts world.
However, at that moment, a commotion suddenly came from the entrance to the back mountain.
Immediately afterwards, the chanting of a Shaolin disciple rang out.
"The Starry Constellation Sect, Sect Leader Ding Chunqiu has arrived."
As this voice rang out, the expressions of the people from various sects in the back mountain all changed slightly, and then they all looked towards the direction of the back mountain entrance.
Even Chu Qinghe and the others slightly raised their eyes to look over.
A few breaths later, a group of strangely dressed Xingxiu Sect disciples slowly came into view of Chu Qinghe and his companions.
Moreover, as these Xingxiu Sect disciples walked, the two men at the front, who looked sharp-mouthed and monkey-faced and were quite lively, shouted loudly as they walked, "Xingxiu Immortal, your magic covers the Central Plains, your supernatural powers are vast, and your magical strength is boundless."
Every time he spoke, the other disciples of the Starry Sky Sect around him would echo his sentiments.
Among this group, four disciples were carrying a bamboo chair, and an old man sat leisurely on it.
The old man had flowing silver hair and a long beard that often reached past his shoulders.
Although he looks to be in his sixties or seventies, he has white hair and a youthful face, and is also very robust.
Although his face appeared kind, there was a distinct sense of coldness between his brows.
He gently fanned himself with a jet-black feather fan, and with his eyes lightly closed, a slight smile played on his lips.
He seemed to be enjoying the shouts of the Starry Sky Sect disciples around him.
It was Ding Chunqiu, the late-stage Grandmaster who founded the Xingxiu Sect many years ago and whose "Dissolving Power Technique" was despised by many martial arts practitioners in the Song Dynasty.
At the same time, looking at Ding Chunqiu entering the arena in the distance, Chu Qinghe's expression became somewhat strange.
You should know that Ding Chunqiu looks burly and slightly fat. If he wore other clothes, it wouldn't matter, as he would still give people the impression of being burly and imposing.
But at this moment, Ding Chunqiu was wearing a pink long robe.
If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad. The key point is that Ding Chunqiu's pink robe was clearly coated with some special paint, giving it a shimmering feel.
Combined with the pink color of Ding Chunqiu's clothes, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but think of the color "Barbie pink".
Suddenly, when Chu Qinghe looked at Ding Chunqiu again, he couldn't help but wonder why Wu Yazi would have thought of taking such an oddball as his disciple.
"Is it because he has a great physique or because he likes Barbie pink?"
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