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Yu Fan raised his eyebrows and loosened his hands at the same time. Without his hands to block it, Master Shen’s waist was hanging in the air and he was about to fall to the ground.

He subconsciously hugged Yu Fan's neck tightly, moved his body, and then sat more steadily.

Yu Fan felt a little agitated. He was supposed to deal with him, but now he was the one suffering. He wanted to push him away immediately.

Who would have thought that this man was so vengeful. After he was safe, he bit Yu Fan's neck and refused to let go.

"Hiss..." Yu Fan felt pain and whispered, "Let go."

It was like he was competing with me, and the more he talked, the more painful it became.

Yu Fan's forehead twitched, and he felt a little irritated. In the end, he could only give in: "I was wrong, benefactor, please calm down."

Shen Yutang then slowly relaxed and smacked the taste: "Pooh, it's salty."

He rubbed his mouth with his sleeve in disgust.

Yu Fan was at a loss for words and could only hand him the water as a sign of reconciliation.

Shen Yutang stood up and sat back, took the kettle, looked at him proudly, raised his head and took a sip.

Later on the way, Yu Fan took the opportunity to influence him and recited the Lotus Sutra all the way. Unexpectedly, the leader did not sleep or make a fuss, and listened all the way.

Yanhua Mountain is the first of the four famous mountains in Beichen and is also the place where the martial arts conference is held every five years.

The town of Linyue at the foot of the mountain was bustling with traffic, and all the inns were full of people from the martial arts world who came to attend the event.

Fang Tianwen paid ten times the price before he finally got three rooms.

But the high price definitely has its advantages. Just a few dozen meters away from the window is the martial arts field at the foot of the mountain.

Because Yu Fan and Shen Yutang both looked so outstanding, one of them still wore a hat and the other wore a veil, but it didn't seem out of place.

There are frequent interactions among people in the underworld, which means there are also many enemies. Many people here dress themselves up very carefully, so their identities will not be easily discovered until the moment they go on stage.

Fang Tianwen came back discouraged and reported: "Master, after much persuasion, I only got three guest rooms."

Yun Qianhe had long disliked him and gave him a sidelong glance: "That's perfect, the leader and his wife are in the same room."

He immediately pulled Yu Fan over and whispered:

"This man relies on his position as the leader's confidant and has always excluded anyone who approaches the leader. Tsk, this divine doctor just can't stand him."

Yu Fan glanced at Fang Tianwen who was talking respectfully to Shen Yutang in the distance. There was nothing disgusting about his stern appearance, but he didn't like the way he looked at him sometimes, which was too inquiring.

But Yu Fan didn't care. He only focused on his mission goal.

"What are you still doing there? Why don't you come in?"

After Shen Yutang finished speaking, he went into the house first. When Yu Fan walked over, he felt Fang Tianwen glanced at his neck. He looked at Fang Tianwen, and the other party hurriedly lowered his head, and there was nothing strange about his attitude.

After closing the door, Yu Fan took off his hat.

Shen Yutang pulled open her veil, sat on the bed, glanced at Yu Fan, and said jokingly, "You must stay with me for the next two days, or you won't be caught by those women in the underworld."

Yu Fan looked at the face of the man in front of him and raised his eyebrows. You should worry about yourself. He is popular with both men and women.

However, with his skills, he should be worried about offending Shen Yutang. At this time, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside the inn, and the tone sounded very familiar.

Yu Fan and Shen Yutang looked at each other and realized that they were from the Qingshan Sect.

He came to the window, pushed it open a little, and looked down. The person leading the group was none other than Qi Tan.

Wu He stepped forward and said to the waiter arrogantly: "Do you know that we are from Qingshan Sect? My senior brother Qi Tan is the one who is most likely to win the title of Wulin leader this time."

Qi Tan was unable to stop him and secretly cursed him as an idiot.

Sure enough, before the waiter could explain that the room was full, the Jianghu guests in the lobby were dissatisfied: "So what? You are not the leader of the martial arts world yet, but you are so arrogant. What will happen if you become the leader?"

"That's right. You don't follow the first come first served rule. Do you think this inn is yours?"

In fact, although Qingshan Sect is famous for producing Qi Tan, a gentleman swordsman, it is eight hundred miles behind other sects in terms of financial resources.

This is because the sect leader Qi Xiu is a martial arts fanatic who has only known how to practice sword skills all his life and is not good at management. If it weren't for his son's superb martial arts, which attracted a group of followers, the Qingshan Sect would have really declined.

Qi Tan is indeed a capable person. He stood up without blushing or beating his heart, and said with a bow:

"Junior brother is still young and has offended the seniors. Qi Tan apologizes on his behalf."

In a word, he was both magnanimous and tolerant and made a name for himself, killing two birds with one stone.

Shen Yutang felt sick watching it: "Pretending, hypocrite"

He didn't buy it, but his subordinates did. Most of these people were not particular about details and waved their hands carelessly:

"It's okay, you're welcome, little brother."

There was even someone kind-hearted enough to tell Qi Tan that there was still room at the restaurant opposite. Qi Tan immediately thanked them and walked over there with his followers.

Seeing Shen Yutang's disdainful look, Yu Fan raised his lips slightly and said, "He really knows how to do things."

Not only did you gain a good reputation, but you also learned more information and built up your network in preparation for a rainy day.

Shen Yutang was not happy when she heard this. She crossed her arms and pouted, and fired at Yu Fan:

"Aren't monks supposed to be dull and honest? Why do you have such bad intentions?"

Yu Fan shook his head, not wanting to say more, or else there would be another commotion. He changed the topic to divert attention:

"Master, could you please tell me about the popular candidates this time?"

Speaking of this, Shen Yutang had something to say. He rolled his eyes and pointed to the teacup on the table, meaning that he was thirsty.

Yu Fan followed orders and poured a cup of tea, blew on it and handed it over. Sure enough, this action pleased Master Shen, so he lazily lay on his side on the bed and said:

"It's okay to tell you a country bumpkin. You just saw the most popular one. Although the Gentleman Sword has complicated moves, in my opinion, it's just a fancy trick."

Yu Fan found what he heard interesting and handed over some candied fruits. Shen Yutang was so pleased that her smile widened and she stretched out her slender fingers.

Yu Fan was anxious to hear what was going on, so he casually wiped him with a handkerchief. Shen Yutang was slightly dissatisfied, but he didn't say much. He just gave him a look and picked up a small piece of candied fruit and put it in his mouth:

"The second one is naturally the head of Qingxu Temple, Fan Han. The third one is your family."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yu Fan who was listening attentively: "Master Nie Xing from Tianjing Temple, how are you? Are you excited?"

Yu Fan was speechless. Monks and nuns, why didn't he talk about monks and Taoists? Then maybe he was really interested.

Seeing Yu Fan speechless, Shen Yutang was extremely happy and laughed heartily.

Yu Fan stretched out his hand in front of him, motioning him to spit out the nonsense and not choke on it from laughing.

Shen Yutang spit into Yu Fan's hand delicately: "As for the others, they are all ordinary and not presentable."

Alas, Yu Fan put himself in his shoes. He thought that his mediocre kung fu in his previous life would not be worthy of mention in the eyes of this great leader.

One person slept on the bed and the other on the couch, and soon the next day arrived.

The martial arts conference has begun.