Wang Le quietly glanced at Wen Shouli and his three brothers, then looked at Li Hongru who was standing next to him, and asked softly: "Who are these?"

Li Hongru, who had always had his face unchanged, replied calmly: "They are all members of the Alliance Trial Team and are now visiting Nanhuaguan."

"Oh?" Wang Le looked at the group of young men with different clothes coming from the opposite side with great interest. At the same time, he thought of the performance of Wen Shouli and others, and muttered in his heart: "It seems that he is a group of evil guests so unpopular!"

When the group of young men opposite, there were about a dozen people talking and laughing all the way, and when they walked over here, they saw Li Hongru and Wen Shouli, three brothers, standing in front of Wang Le without any hesitation.

Wang Le looked at the three brothers Li Hongru and Wen Shouli standing in front of him, and felt inexplicably warm and said to himself: "Well, this flattery is a good one."

When the two sides were not far away, I saw a young man walking in front of the crowd with fine white skin, handsome and twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a black silk robe embroidered with a large bright peony flower and a crane. He looked like he saw Wen Shouli and others, and smiled with a smile: "Oh, it's such a fate. I didn't expect to meet the three high-ranking master Jiyang here again."

As soon as the words were finished, the group of people burst into laughter.

There were only two inner disciples of Nanhuaguan wearing yellow clothes, and one true disciple wearing white clothes with gold-widthed cuffs without clamoring and laughing. He looked at Wen Shouli and others with a embarrassed look, but he looked gloating.

And all these things are missing in Wang Le's eyes, thinking that as long as there are people, they will always be full of intrigue.

Of course, now is not the time to sigh, because Wang Le could clearly feel the atmosphere between the two sides, and was inexplicably tense!

Seeing this attitude, Wang Le couldn't help but think with a little depressed feeling: "Don't you, my mother, I just came to Nanhuaguan, I haven't had enough rest yet! Don't fight again later!"

Amid the laughter, Wen Shouli was about to speak, but Ding Wei winked at the other party, then stepped forward to look at the young man in the crowd opposite him, bowed and laughed, "My brothers and sisters still have important things to do, so I won't disturb you all the guests' good mood. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Ding Wei turned around and signaled, and then he was about to leave.

At this time, I saw the young man wearing a long robe embroidered with peony flowers and cranes on the opposite side. He sighed with a self-blame look and said, "I'm really sorry for all three. I won you too hard yesterday."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were bursts of laughter in the crowd, including the two inner disciples and true disciples. The eyes of Ding Wei, Wen Shouli and Qin Zhengye were full of ridicule.

"You!" Wen Shouli, who could not hide the trouble, was instantly angry and blushed with his neck. He pointed at the young man and said hatefully: "Luo Yin! Don't think that our brothers are afraid of you!"

The young man named Luo Yin's face instantly retracted with a smile on his face. His thin and white face turned violent. He looked at Wen Shouli and said in a deep voice: "Then I will beat you to the point of fear!"

Wen Shouli's breathing was suffocated instantly, and his face became even more ugly, but he couldn't say a word.

Seeing this, Ding Wei pulled Wen Shouli, then bowed and apologized to Luo Yin, "Junior Brother Wen has always been reckless, I hope Brother Luo will not be offended."

As soon as Luo Yin finished speaking, before Luo Yin could speak, he saw the tall and straight figure wearing a white long gown with golden silk edges on his cuffs, which made him look even more handsome and elegant. He stood up and smiled at Luo Yin and advised him, "Brother Luo calm down. After that, I will report to Uncle Jiyang that Junior Brother Wen's words have collided, and I will punish you severely."

Wen Shouli was almost so angry that his heart could jump out of his mouth. He pointed at this true disciple and was about to start scolding.

At this moment, Ding Wei and Qin Zhengye hurriedly clamped Wen Shouli left and right. Li Hongru, who was standing in front of Wang Le, could no longer hold back. He rushed to Wen Shouli and shouted in a deep voice: "Shut up!"

Wen Shouli: “…”

At this time, Wang Le, who was silent, was very sensitive to Luo Yin standing opposite him, and a trace of inexplicable disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Huh!" Wang Le couldn't help but think thoughtfully: "Is this Luo's surname is an old joke like "provoking the general? What is the motive?"

Just when Wang Lexin was thinking about it, the true disciple looked curious and suddenly opened the topic. His eyes swept at Wang Le who was standing behind Ding Wei and others, and asked, "Butler Li, who is this little brother?"

The unhappy look on Li Hongru's face flashed and returned to normal, and he replied lightly: "The young master of my old family."

"Young Master?" The true disciple Ma blinked his big eyes on his face, and asked with some uncertainty: "What is the relationship between Uncle Jiyang and this little brother?"

Li Hongru, who was not indifferent to his emotions, finally frowned and showed dissatisfaction. His eyes looked at the true disciple with a little cold look, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Huang Chaoxing, don't forget the personal affairs of the master and the master. When is it your turn to take care of it?"

The true disciple named Huang Chaoxing's face suddenly changed slightly, and then returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Butler Li, this kind of thing can be hidden for a while, but not for a lifetime. Besides, I believe that Uncle Jiyang, who has always been very broad-minded, will not mind this little thing."

Wang Le looked at Huang Chaoxing and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "You are so kind-hearted! You're having an internal strife in front of outsiders, what's interesting?! You're so stupid and no one else."

Li Hongru looked at Huang Chaoxing deeply, and then said, "This is the only bloodline of the Lord, his own grandson."

"Ah?" Huang Chaoxing and the two inner disciples who had not spoken were all shocked. The eyes of Wang Le were full of disbelief. Obviously, they didn't understand why Uncle Jiyang suddenly appeared.

At this time, Li Hongru simply continued to say to the end; "The reason why you don't know is that the young master has been left in the world of secular world. It was not until recently that the emperor found him and took him back to Nanhua Temple to reunite."

"What? The world of the world?" Huang Chaoxing and two inner disciples were confused in an instant, and their eyes looked at Wang Le were full of strangeness and sarcasm.

At this time, no one else on the other side, including Luo Yin, could do anything, and there was a look of contempt on his face.

Obviously, looking down on the world of the world has always been a fine tradition in the martial arts world, regardless of sect or enemy.

Fight the ants who look down on the world from the bottom of their hearts...
Chapter completed!