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Chapter 1201 Humiliation(2/2)

"Oh, the plum blossom picture, what's wrong? Is there anything special?" Qing Gong asked back with a sneer, as if he didn't recognize the pattern at all.

“Nonsense…”

After being insulted like this, the elder was already very angry and shouted loudly, attracting almost everyone's attention in the hall.

However, Qing Gong was unmoved. Seeing the crowd around him gradually surrounding him, he sneered a little more on his face and asked: "Why am I talking nonsense? Am I wrong? Isn't this the plum blossom picture? Also, what do you mean? Do you want to use force?"

"You...you..."

The female elder was already very angry, but just as she was about to get angry, Ling Yin reached out and pressed her down.

Ling Yin glanced at the Qinggong, and then said calmly: "I am Ling Yin from Yongchun Sect. You are the disciples in charge of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. Please arrange a vehicle to take us to the Qingcheng Sword Sect..."

After all, she is the leader of a sect, and her demeanor and calmness are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

"Oh, it turns out it's Wing Chun Gate. How can I know if you don't tell me?"

Qing Gong sneered and said, "You all came by train before, but who knew that you suddenly came by plane now, just misunderstandings, misunderstandings."

Qing Gong said it was a misunderstanding, but there was no such thing as a misunderstanding in his tone, but instead he was a little ridiculous.

Ling Yin frowned slightly again, but she did not get angry because it would only lose her identity. So she simply said: "Can you arrange the vehicle now?"

"We don't know that your Wing Chun Gate can actually fly over this time, so there are not enough vehicles arranged outside. Let's do this. I'll contact the master and ask the master to arrange vehicles over."

Qing Gong said, but he picked up his cell phone.

Seeing Qing Gong say this, Ling Yin's brows slightly relaxed.

However, after Qing Gong dialed for a while, he said, "Sorry Master Ling, I'm sorry, the phone cannot be reached for the time being. Why don't you wait here first? After I call, I'll arrange a vehicle for you..."

"Okay, let's wait here for a while."

Ling Yin had never used a cell phone, and there was only one phone in the entire Wing Chun Gate. So, she didn't know that Qing Gong hadn't made a phone call at all, but believed what Qing Gong said. After answering, she began to arrange for everyone to sit down on the chair next to her.

Du Cheng looked at Peng Yonghua, but Ling Yin and the others couldn't see it, but Qing Gong's little move could not be hidden from the eyes of the two of them.

Du Cheng could clearly see that the anger on Peng Yonghua's pretty face had faded away, but instead it was replaced by a cold murderous intent.

Undoubtedly, for Peng Yonghua, Qinggong's attitude was completely insulting the Wing Chun Gate.

"Let's relax, I'll solve this problem. There's no need to worry about anything with such people. I've said that they are not worthy..."

Du Cheng held Peng Yonghua's little hand into his palm and then persuaded him again.

He knew that if he really went to wait, he would probably have a greater shame.

Although Du Cheng didn't want to worry about it, there was no need to bear it.

"Um..."

Peng Yonghua nodded again, but the coldness did not dissipate at all.

Just as the two were talking, batches of people suddenly came out from the entrance of the passage ahead.
Chapter completed!
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