"Please come in, Master!" As the host of this martial arts conference, Helan immediately stood up to welcome the guest.

Nodding coldly, the man walked straight to his seat, which was to the right of Helan, and to the left were Wuxing Palace and Jinwu Gate. The man's eyes lingered on the three words Wuxing Palace, and then he sat down calmly.

Qian Hun, who had changed his appearance, also known as Zimo, stood with a few others behind him. His cold and stern aura became a unique sight in the venue.

"The time is almost up, why hasn't that woman shown up yet?" When He Ting mentioned Shui Yao, he no longer had the admiration and confusion he had before, and all that was left was gnashing of teeth.

Helan turned his head to look at the arm-thick fragrance that was recording time. It had already burned to the root. When the fragrance burned out, the martial arts conference would begin. According to the rules of the martial arts world, if one did not show up at the appointed time, it meant that he had given up the fight for the position of leader of the martial arts world.

"Don't be impatient!" Helan whispered.

It would be better if he didn't show up. His goal was the position of alliance leader. If he hadn't been poisoned and controlled by that woman, he would never have worked for the Jinwu Sect. Anyway, the 50,000 taels of gold were paid by that woman and had nothing to do with him!

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Thinking of this, Helan instinctively looked at a short man beside him. Actually, the man was short only in comparison with other men. He was about five feet tall, thin, and had an ordinary face. There was nothing eye-catching about him, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

As if noticing Helan's gaze, the man turned and glanced at him. Helan immediately turned his head away timidly, not daring to look at him again.

"The leader of the Jinwu Sect is here!" Following a woman's delicate cry, people turned their eyes to the entrance again, and saw a gorgeous sedan chair parked at the entrance. The beautiful maid accompanying her respectfully stepped forward and lifted the curtain embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns. Everyone held their breath and looked into the sedan chair.

A woman in the sedan slowly raised her head. She was about thirty years old, with a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes that contained a seductive charm and a faint smile, her charm hidden in her smile but revealing her affection.

Everyone was in an uproar.

"So this is the new wife that the old leader of the Jinwu Sect married. She is indeed extremely beautiful!"

"So what if she's extremely beautiful? It's a pity that I don't have the luck to enjoy her. The old sect master died a few days after getting married. I guess he couldn't stand the warmth and softness of this woman.

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People were talking, but the woman pretended not to hear anything and stretched out her onion-like fingers lazily. Immediately, a beautiful maid came forward and respectfully supported her.

The woman walked slowly to Helan, bowed lightly, and suddenly turned to Yue Nanchen with a foxy smile, "I have heard of the name of the head of Feilong Hall for a long time. I see today that he is really very impressive."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, everyone started talking again.

"She is indeed the leader of the Jinwu Sect. She is really amazing. A woman is just as good as a man!"

In fact, those people have long wanted to see the true face of the leader of Feilong Hall, but Helan didn't dare to mention it, so who else would dare to mention it?

Yue Nanchen stared coldly at the smiling woman. Is this woman the leader of the Jinwu Sect?

Although she was quite charming, her temperament was average and she didn't seem like a decisive person. However, her words did make him look at her with new eyes. At least these words still had some of the momentum as rumored.

"Let's wait until the sect leader is able to take off this hall master's mask!" The man spoke in a low voice, his voice was cold, sounding a bit like the harsh and cold sound of knocking on metal, without a trace of warmth.

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The sect leader lazily raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Okay, then let's meet on the fighting stage!"

The martial arts conference hadn't even started yet, but the two most popular sects, the Jinwu Sect and the Feilong Hall, had already started to provoke each other. This sudden drama made those who were watching the fun excited and ready to fight.

"Dad, the incense is burnt out!" The leader of the Jinwu Sect hadn't sat down yet when he heard He Ting's low cry. Everyone was stunned and realized that the martial arts conference was about to begin. However, the empty chair belonged to Wuxing Palace. Did Wuxing Palace already give up?

Yue Nanchen's eyes flashed, and he turned to look at Qianhun behind him. The meaning was very clear: did something happen to Shuiyao?

Qianhun shook his head firmly. He had sent people to closely protect his wife. Before they entered, his wife was still staying in the yard well, and there was nothing unusual.

Helan couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes and stood up quickly. Just as he was about to announce the official start of the martial arts conference, he heard someone shouting, "Oh my God, what is that? Is it a golden bed?"

Everyone followed the man's exclamation and looked towards the entrance.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, the warm spring sunshine shines on the golden color, which is dazzling. People look up instinctively.

Blocking the sunlight with my hands, I finally saw clearly that it was not a golden bed, but a couch to be exact.

The woman on the couch was wearing an enchanting red dress. Her gorgeous blood-red long skirt hung loosely. Under the red dress, a pair of jade-white feet were leisurely stepping on the gold. The scarlet red on her nails stung people's eyes.

The woman squinted her eyes, half leaning on the couch, her whole body showing a sense of laziness and leisure, as if she was still asleep.

Since the girl appeared, Yue Nanchen's pair of cold eyes slowly smiled, and there was a barely perceptible tenderness flashing in his eyes. His Yao'er was truly his Yao'er. No matter when, she could always be unexpected and attract people's attention!

Behind Yue Nanchen, Qian Hun opened his mouth exaggeratedly, my goodness, the madam is so ostentatious!

Qianhun now somewhat understands Yue Nanchen's state of mind. Women are too powerful and too noticeable. Either you are more powerful and more noticeable than a woman, or you have to be the man behind a woman forever.

Tsk tsk, so pitiful!

The moment Lan Shuiyao appeared, Helan's face changed. He would not make a mistake. Those were the gold bricks that were secretly transported into the villa before dawn this morning. How could she, she, she, make it into a golden couch and carry it out?