When Zhuang Tong heard Ye Chuyang's words, he curled his lips in disdain, but he was not fooled: "They also recognized you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed around with his index finger.

The guests in the lobby ate with their heads closed and did not dare to make a sound, especially those who were armed and looked like people from the Jianghu, they were even more silent.

With this posture, it was obvious that he recognized someone.

Ye Chuyang fiddled with the jade pendant tied around his waist without any embarrassment of being exposed: "Shhh, don't tell me if you see through."

He didn't explain, and he didn't seem to mind being recognized. Zhuang Tong felt that his attitude was really contradictory, and kept looking at him suspiciously.

Ye Chuyang let her look at her, his eyes turned around on her and Cai Die, and landed on the book in her hand: "Jianghu Fengyunlu?"

"Ah...this." Zhuang Tong remembered that he still had the book that the person just handed to him, "That person just gave it to me..."

Seeing that Ye Chuyang was interested, she couldn't help explaining: "A beautiful... man in white came here before. He was just like you when he came. It seemed that everyone knew him. I was just curious. I say that I can know the major events in the Jianghu just by looking at this, the man in white is probably very famous in the Jianghu."

Ye Chuyang raised his eyebrows, and tapped lightly on the table with his hand: "You just said that a man in white came before me?"

"Ah, yes." Zhuang Tong didn't know why, but he answered his question consciously.

In order to prove her words, she also flipped through the Jianghu Fengyunlu in her hand. As an ancient newspaper, this book is not thick, and she just flipped through a few pages to find the information about the handsome man in white just now.

"Look, it's him."

She pointed to this page, and while speaking, her eyes fell on the paper, and she finally saw the content clearly.

"Blood brake scholar?"

She was taken aback by the name.

Ye Chuyang took the opportunity to take the book in her hand. On this page, there was indeed a drawing of a man in white. The painter used a few simple strokes to outline the important features of the other person's body, which was not very similar.

And it looks a lot uglier.

Zhuang Tong was a little intimidated by the name Xuesha Scholar, and kept squinting at the book in Ye Chuyang's hand. The name had the word "Scholar" on it, and the person with the picture was indeed holding a scroll .

Although the painting is not essential, Zhuang Tong can't say against his will that this is not the handsome man in white that he saw before.

Not to mention the same style of clothes, seeing the book in the hands of the man in the picture, she suddenly remembered that when the handsome man in white stepped into the inn just now, there was indeed a book pinned to his waist.

"That name is really ugly."

Zhuang Tong was still thinking about what the handsome man in white had done to be called a blood brake by people in the world, and he was so afraid of him, when Ye Chuyang suddenly complained.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little cold around her, probably an illusion.

Before he could figure out why, Ye Chuyang beside him returned the book in his hand to her: "Is it right that you are in this inn?"

"Ah... yes..."

Zhuang Tong answered with a slow response.

"Thank you for the message."

Before the dishes were served, Ye Chuyang had already stood up, snapped open the folding fan, and swung it ostentatiously.

"Leave Xiaojiu, accompany me up to find someone."

With that said, he was about to go to the second floor of the inn.

The hungry Xiao Jiu still wanted to struggle: "Master, should we have something to eat first..."

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat! What if someone runs away again?"

"All right……"

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