However, just when the two of them were wearing troubled expressions, wanting to secretly leave, Yi Feng suddenly called out to them.
"Oh, Lao Lu, Miss Luo Lan, it's you two. Long time no see."
Lu Qingshan and his disciple trembled all over.
Tears welled up in their eyes.
They never expected that the master would actually take the initiative to greet them.
It seemed that despite the long time apart, the master still remembered them.
"We've seen the master."
The two of them quickly greeted respectfully.
"Oh, old friends, no need for formalities. Come, let's have a meal together," Yi Feng casually waved his hand and said.
"Is it convenient though?"
"After all, there are so many of you, and I'm just..."
Lu Qingshan hesitated as he looked at the dozens of people behind Yi Feng...
Yi Feng brought so many top experts, and he was just a small character who couldn't even compare to a Borderland Emperor. How could he have the nerve to join them?
"Oh, you old man, when did you become so polite?"
Yi Feng immediately gave him a disdainful look and said leisurely, "They're all just bottom-tier scum. What's the difference between you and me? We're all the same, all friends. Come, let's eat!"
Yi Feng's words were not wrong.
Some were workers who helped him lay bricks, and Lu Qingshan was someone who couldn't even gather nine gold coins for his niece's cultivation. They were all poor people, and there was no distinction of who was nobler than whom.
Of course, he didn't look down on anyone either.
After speaking, Yi Feng waved his hand and went to discuss matters with the manager of Baofeng Restaurant.
As Lu Qingshan and his disciple listened to Yi Feng's words, they smiled bitterly.
That's right!
In front of the master, whether it was a Borderland Emperor or a Martial Spirit King, what difference did it make?
They were all just bottom-tier scum.
So, did it really matter what their strength was?
Not really.
After all, they were no match for the master, and he could easily slap them all to death.
With this in mind, Lu Qingshan regained his previous open-mindedness and followed Yi Feng.
Yi Feng found the manager of Baofeng Restaurant.
Because of Yi Feng's previous relationship with the Baofeng Trading Guild, he had eaten here a few times before. So the manager was very considerate. Even though the restaurant was crowded today, he managed to arrange several large tables for Yi Feng and his group.
Of course, it was also thanks to the fact that many of the people dining in the hall were Yi Feng's old acquaintances. They all made way for him and greeted Yi Feng one after another.
"These people are extraordinary!"
"What kind of people are there in this city?"
"It seems like there isn't a single ordinary person sitting in this hall!"
"I never knew there was such a city in Dongsheng!"
"Wow!"
"Look at that old man at the other table. Isn't he the wandering assassin from Dongsheng before? I don't know when he disappeared, but now he's appeared here."
"And that scar-faced man drinking over there, doesn't he look like the devil who caused a massacre in Central Continent three years ago?"
Looking at the people in the hall, the group of Martial Emperors who were brought here by Han Tianque and others couldn't help but whisper in astonishment. Each of them felt a chill down their spines, filled with incredulity.
"Come, everyone, take a seat."
"Everyone has worked hard during this period. Eat whatever you want."
Yi Feng said generously.
"Thank you, sir."
The crowd snapped out of their daze and nervously took their seats.
Although they worked together on the island on a daily basis, they rarely had the opportunity to gather like this.
Therefore,
This scene was a source of pride for many, even if they didn't receive any opportunities today, just being able to sit here was enough.
Let's not talk about Yi Feng for now.
Among those sitting here, the lowest rank was Martial Emperor!
In addition, there were probably some experts who were unfathomable and might have already become immortals!
If we also include the other people sitting in the hall, this situation is simply...
Even if these people had high status on ordinary days, they had never experienced such an occasion!
"Before we eat, I'll play a tune on the qin to liven things up."
Yi Feng deliberately brought out his old wooden guitar and strummed the strings, smiling.
Upon hearing this, many people in the room were invigorated.
Han Tianque and Guan Yunpeng even gave a subtle signal to those doing manual labor, quietly reminding them, "Sit properly, an opportunity has come."
Upon hearing this, the crowd couldn't contain their excitement and showed hopeful gazes.
Yi Feng smiled.
To be honest, he really enjoyed this feeling of gathering.
In his previous life, he often dined with friends, carrying his guitar, having a little drink, boosting the mood with songs, and engaging in lively conversations.
Even though he had transmigrated here, he still needed to love life!
"Dong..."
Strumming the strings, a cheerful melody filled the air, accompanied by applause from the crowd, and the atmosphere in the room reached its peak.
At the same time, they also felt the power of the Great Dao in Yi Feng's music. Even those who knew nothing about the qin gained tremendous benefits in that moment.
At the corner of the staircase on the second floor,
A woman dressed in a white dress, with a veil on her face, stood there.
She quietly watched Yi Feng, who was surrounded by the crowd, and a slight smile appeared on her red lips beneath the veil.
"The Immortal River Continent is becoming more and more interesting."
"It seems that some old fellows who used to be silent are all making appearances now."
"I just don't know which one this young man in front of me is..."
She raised her head and glanced at the distant horizon through the window, sighing.
Suddenly,
She keenly sensed that someone was looking at her.
She quickly shifted her gaze towards the person.
She saw a black-robed figure standing behind Yi Feng, raising his palm and blowing her a kiss.
"So, I've been discovered?"
"Interesting."
She murmured unexpectedly, glanced at Lu Benwei, then at Yi Feng, and disappeared without a trace.
Perhaps, except for Lu Benwei, no one knew she had been here...
As the melody of the qin ended, the restaurant was filled with countless enthusiastic cheers, and the atmosphere reached its climax once again.
"Come, let's have some wine."
Yi Feng laughed heartily.
Soon, barrels of wine were brought to the table, and everyone began to drink and chat, reveling in joy.
Outside the restaurant,
Six people dressed in green descended from the sky.
"The entire Pingjiang City has been searched, but there is no news of the ancient statue. What should we do?" one of them said in a deep voice.
The other five furrowed their brows.
If they fail to accomplish the assigned task, they won't be able to give a satisfactory report.
At that moment, one of them spotted a nearby tavern and suggested, "Perhaps we can gather some information at the tavern. Let's try our luck?"
The rest of them exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.
The six individuals walked into the tavern, their faces devoid of expression.
"Apologies, sir, but we don't have any available seats here. Please try another place!"
The waiter hurriedly approached upon seeing the newcomers, offering an explanation with a smile.
However, the six individuals paid no attention to the waiter and casually chose a table, approaching it.
"You, get lost."
One of the men in green attire uttered an unmistakable command.
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