Martial arts supreme

Chapter 12 Pour a cup of tea, thank her

The first two people to step forward were the shopkeeper Hu from the teahouse, and the second was Wang Mu, an inner disciple of the Hengyue Sect.

Wang Mu still had a proud smile on his face, and he deliberately shook the long sword in his hand as he walked, as if he wanted everyone to know that Wang Mu was a chivalrous man.

I have to say that Wang Mu has indeed attracted the envious eyes of many people.

The Jianghu people drinking tea on the second floor did not envy Wang Mu for being a chivalrous person, but they envied Wang Mu for his great fortune, becoming an inner disciple of the Hengyue Sect, and being accepted as a personal successor by Xu Liang, the great elder of the Hengyue Sect. disciple.

"Wang Shaoxia, what's so good about that table? There's a lot of traffic outside, and the dust floats in from the window." Shopkeeper Hu secretly glanced at Ye Feng by the window, clasped his fists tightly, and said to Wang Mu, "I'll give it to you." You vacate a table near the high platform, old man Song has something important to tell today, you can hear it brighter when you sit near the high platform."

Wang Mu's eyebrows frowned, and his haughty face immediately darkened.

"Shopkeeper Hu, I just made it very clear. Do you want to slap me in the face in front of dozens of heroes here?" Wang Mu's proud face turned slightly red. It was obvious that Shopkeeper Hu didn't agree immediately. Make him feel ashamed in front of the crowd.

"Wang... Young Master Wang, please calm down. No... it's not that I don't agree with you, but..." Shopkeeper Hu glanced at Ye Feng again, and couldn't express the pain in his heart.

As the owner of a teahouse, no one is better informed than him.It can be said that the story of Ye Feng waking up and slapping Wang Mu angrily reached the ears of shopkeeper Hu within half an hour.

Then Ye Feng went to the Hengyue faction in anger, divorced Sima Yanru in front of the head of Hengyue and the elder disciples, and before leaving, he tore up the marriage contract and angrily said that he would destroy Hengyue. People from all walks of life heard it clearly.

Without careful analysis, Shopkeeper Hu also knew that the Ye family and the Heng Yue Sect had a sworn feud.

And Wang Mu, who went to Ye's house to break off the engagement three times, made Ye Longtian mad. Now that Wang Mu and Ye Feng met here, they would never talk to Yan Yuese, and they would probably fight each other.

"Shopkeeper Hu, I've been to your teahouse hundreds of times in the past few years. Don't think that I, Wang Muyin, can't go out without spending my money. I'll stop talking today. If you don't give me three cents of face, I will destroy your teahouse right now." Take it down, and I will drive you out of Wangu Town later." Wang Mu, who was blocked at the stairs, shook the long sword in his hand, and spoke fiercely with an arrogant and gloomy face.

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Hu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was obviously very unhappy with Wang Mu's harsh words.

"What a big temper. I thought the Hengyue faction were all ungrateful villains. Today I found out that the Hengyue faction is still all mad dogs."

The voice is not loud, slowly drifting from the window.

As soon as these words spread on the second floor, everyone looked at the table by the window.

The moment everyone realized that the speaker was Ye Feng, both the Jianghu people and the common people were shocked.

But the next moment, everyone looked at Wang Mu again, and then their eyes flashed one after another. Some people picked up their teacups with great interest, peeked at Ye Feng and Wang Mu, and took a sip of fragrant tea.

Wang Mu has been talking with shopkeeper Hu since he went up to the second floor, but he didn't pay attention to the window at all, and he didn't notice Ye Feng sitting there.

When Ye Feng's cold words drifted into his ears, Wang Mu, who was holding a long sword, suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with anger shot straight away, wanting to see which blind guy dared to insult the Hengyue Sect like this.

However, when Wang Mu saw that the young man was Ye Feng, Wang Mu's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he obviously did not expect to meet Ye Feng here.

"Chichi! It's true to the old saying, it's not that enemies never get together." Wang Mu ignored Shopkeeper Hu, turned around and went straight to Ye Feng with his long sword in his arms.

Wang Mu no longer blocked the stairs, and a man and a woman came up from the bottom of the steps.

The woman was dressed in purple, perhaps a little frightened by Wang Mu's fuss, so that Qingshi's face was slightly pale, and her big watery eyes also showed a hint of fear.

This woman is no stranger to Ye Feng. She is Han Zidi who gave him three pennies.

When Han Zidi walked up to the second floor and saw Ye Feng sitting by the window, his eyes with faint fear suddenly flashed undetectably.

Looking next to Han Zidi, there was a young man about thirteen or fourteen years old.

The young man held a folding fan in his hand. Although he was not a chivalrous man, his whole body showed a unique temperament.

The young man was originally staring at Han Zidie's beautiful figure, and there was a faint evil light in his eyes.When he walked to the second floor, his eyes also moved away from Han Zidie, and looked at the boy in white sitting in front of the window.

It was just such a casual look, but the boy's right hand shook suddenly, and the folding fan in his hand almost slipped to the ground.

What was even more surprising was that the young man hid behind Han Zidi in the next second, trembling and lowering his head. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead while his eyes kept rolling around in his sockets.

"Damn, how...how did you meet him?"

The young man's complexion turned pale and frightening for an instant, and his originally relaxed nerves tensed up.

This young man Ye Feng also knew him, not only did Ye Feng know him, but the young man could be regarded as a member of the Ye family.

He is Wu Jun.

At this moment, Wang Mu had walked to Ye Feng's table. He looked up and down at Ye Feng in white clothes, and then glanced at the purple sword on the table. Wang Mu's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm, as if he was mocking a loser who was pretending to be holding a sword. .

Afterwards, Wang Mu took a deep breath, sneered and at the same time let out a snort: "Wang never thought that I would meet you, a waste in a teahouse. It seems that the heavens think you, Ye Feng, have a long life." , intentionally let me take your dog's life."

Most of the dozens of people here know that big things have happened in the Ye family in recent days.I also heard that Ye Feng went to the Hengyue Sect alone and divorced Sima Chuan's daughter, Sima Yanru.

These people are not stupid, they have already guessed that the Ye family and the Hengyue faction have formed a feud.Now that Wang Mu and Ye Feng have met, there might be a good show next.

Especially after hearing the vicious cold words from Wang Mu, everyone was already sure that the two of them would take action today.

Of course, not everyone knew about Ye Feng's divorce, including Han Zidi.

Han Zidie only heard about the death of Ye Longtian, the head of the Ye family. He didn't know anything else, and no one told him about it.

Right now, Han Zidie heard Wang Mu's words were not kind, she frowned slightly, and walked towards the two with lotus steps.

Han Zidie's movement almost scared Wu Jun to death.In a panic, he hurriedly moved, and hid behind shopkeeper Hu again, for fear of being seen by Ye Feng.

"Brother Wang, you... You and Ye Feng also know each other?" Walking slowly to the table, Han Zidie blinked, and looked sideways at Wang Mu with doubts in his eyes.

Wang Mu smiled faintly at Han Zidie, and said, "Sister Zidie, you don't come out often, so you don't know about some things. Just ask, in this huge Wangu Town, is there anyone who doesn't know Ye Family's sick waste Ye?" Where is Master Feng?"

Han Zidi frowned, feeling that what Wang Mu said was a bit too much, her pretty face sank and said: "Brother Wang, you...how can you say that to Ye Feng? He...his father just passed away, Isn’t it a bit too much for you to verbally humiliate me now?”

"Is it too much?" Wang Mu laughed, curled his lips and glanced at Ye Feng, who was drinking tea from the cup, and said to Han Zidi: "It's not too much at all. If you knew how arrogant this waste was, you wouldn't I think I'm exaggerating."

"Arrogant? I... I don't think so. Brother Wang Mu, you and Ye Feng have misunderstood, right? Actually, Brother Ye Feng..." Han Zidie shook his head and rejected Wang Mu's words, feeling that there might be some misunderstanding between the two of them. There was a misunderstanding, so I wanted to make up.

But before Han Zidi finished speaking, Wang Mu suddenly raised his hand and interrupted Han Zidi's words.

"Sister Zidie doesn't know that this loser went to the Hengyue Sect early yesterday morning. He divorced Yanru Qianjin, the daughter of our sect leader, in the Ziyue Palace. This is such a big deal for the Hengyue Sect, one of the six major sects. Shame? How can I behave as the head of Sima if I am to send him?" Wang Mu's face was immediately filled with anger, and he looked at Ye Feng and said angrily.

Han Zidie froze in place, her eyes looking at Ye Feng were full of disbelief and shock.

"Sister Zidie doesn't know what she is doing. This loser even arrogantly said that he would destroy our Hengyue Sect so that no one in the Qingshui Kingdom would dare to marry Miss Yanru, and no one in the Middle Earth would dare to be her king. Isn't this arrogance? What is this? The madman should be killed immediately." Wang Muyue said that his mood became more irritable, and he pulled the long sword out of the scabbard with a bang, and pointed the tip of the sword at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng, who looked calm and calm, slowly put the teacup in his hand on the table, turned his head to glance at Han Zidie who was stunned, and then directly looked away.

"Miss Zidie, I have a good pot of Longjing here. Ye Feng poured a cup of light tea for the girl. How about thanking the girl for her charity?" He raised his hand and turned over a teacup, only to see Ye Feng pick it up. He picked up the purple sand teapot, filled the teacup, picked it up and handed it to Han Zidi.

Wang Mu's sword was still pointing at Ye Feng, but Ye Feng ignored it and poured a cup of tea for Han Zidie calmly.This boldness also made some people around gasp, and couldn't help secretly admiring Ye Feng's boldness.

Some people admire secretly, and others will naturally be angry.Wang Mu is one of them.

What Wang Mu hates the most is that Ye Feng always ignores him. It was the same in Ye Mansion a few days ago, it was the same in the Hengyue Sect, and it is still the same in the teahouse now.

This was about to make Wang Mu furious, and he suddenly felt that his arrogance had been shattered by Ye Feng's repeated disregard and trampling.

"Damn, I asked you to offer tea. I see that you don't want your right hand anymore." Wang Mu immediately glared angrily, flipped his right hand holding the sword, and the sharp blade suddenly slashed towards Ye Feng's right hand.

At the moment when Wang Mu shot, Wu Jun, who had been looking for an opportunity to leave, flashed his eyes, turned around and rushed down the stairs.

(End of this chapter)