In the middle of the valley,
"Step, step, step, step." A fast horse galloped past, leaving a trail of dust on the yellow dirt road in front of the restaurant. Fortunately, there were not many pedestrians on the road at this hour. It was a strange thing that no one cared about this horse galloping in the city.
A middle-aged man in a long black robe frowned as he watched the smoke and dust leave. However, he didn't say anything and just shook his head. He knew what this fast horse was doing. Over the past few days, more than a dozen rats, a few multi-colored cats, and two people had been trampled to death by the fast horse on this road!
"I've long heard about the Groom Search Competition at Mount Helan. It's a pity that if I were twenty years younger, I would definitely go and join in the fun.”Behind the middle-aged man, beside a table by the stairs, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties slammed the table and poured the wine in his glass into his mouth.
"Hmph, a piece of trash like you is worthy of participating in Miss Situ's spouse finding martial competition?”A young man's voice was like a bayonet that cut open the middle-aged man's loincloth, leaving him with nothing.
"Who are you calling trash? Tell me your name. I'll teach you a lesson.”The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a cold light. His fingers moved slightly. There was no weapon on his waist, but his fingers were clearly reaching for his belt.
"Mo Yingyan of the Mo Clan of Vastheaven. What do you want?" The young man's voice carried a hint of arrogance as he walked up the stairs. The young man's footsteps were not loud, and only made a slight sound when they came into contact with the stairs. When he was speaking, no one would have heard him because his voice was much louder than the footsteps. However, the strange thing was that everyone heard his footsteps clearly.
Following the footsteps of the young man, everyone upstairs looked at the middle-aged man. It was unknown whether it was because he had drunk or because he was angry with the young man, but the middle-aged man's face was abnormally red. A young man sitting in front of the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pressed on his arm. Almost instantly, the middle-aged man's face turned sallow, as if the blood color just now was just an illusion. His trembling fingers also stabilized again.
"This friend, please hold back.”The young man turned his head to look at the staircase. A young man in white satin clothes walked up. He was wearing a pair of brocade boots. The tip of the boots was not an ordinary style. There was a very obvious bulge.
"Friends? Who is your friend?" The youth snorted slightly, as if he was somewhat disdainful, because the young man who spoke was wearing a light green cloth, not silk.
The young man wasn't angry. He just shook his head and didn't say anything else. When the youth saw the young man's appearance, the disdain in his eyes became even stronger.
"Father, why did you come to this kind of place? Quickly go back with me. I have already prepared a fast horse. After you have eaten with me, you can go overnight.
To everyone's surprise, the arrogant youth actually bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man standing by the window and said the above sentence.
"Friend, this little dog is ignorant. I hope you won't take offense.”The middle-aged man ignored his son and said to the middle-aged man sitting by the stairs. Although the young man was a little upset that he was called a small dog, the person who said this was his father. What could he do?
"You have some knowledge, unlike your son, who raised his tail to the sky just because he had some ability.”The middle-aged man didn't seem to be afraid to accept it. Instead, he calmly accepted it.
"You." Just as the youth was about to say something, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and stopped him. He asked the middle-aged man cautiously,"Friend, is your surname Qing?"
"I wouldn't dare to be friends with you. How can we be friends with big shots like you? But I don't change my name. You don't have to guess. I'm Green Leaf Bamboo.”The middle-aged man did not deny it. He picked up the wine jug on the table, poured a glass of wine into his own glass, and drank it in one gulp.
As soon as the middle-aged man reported his name, the people upstairs instantly crowded downstairs. The originally lively restaurant suddenly became empty. One could even hear the owner of the restaurant downstairs shouting for those who came downstairs to pay the bill.
"This time, this little dog was in the wrong. Friend, you can count this meal on me as an apology.”The middle-aged man cupped his fists and bowed to the middle-aged man. Then, he pulled the young man down the stairs. The middle-aged man's fingers moved a few times when they passed by him. However, the young man opposite him raised his eyebrows and made the middle-aged man put down his raised fingers again.
Outside the restaurant, the middle-aged man looked as if he was afraid of something. The fear in his eyes seemed to be endless as he looked at the restaurant and said to his son,"You bastard, I told you not to offend anyone when you came out. Do you know that if that person had attacked just now, none of us would have survived?”
"Father, although that soft red letter at the waist is powerful, our Mo Clan's Shadowless Wind under the Sleeve isn't just for show. Father, why are you so afraid? You've lost face for nothing." The young man was obviously not convinced. He knew about the Green Leaf Bamboo. The soft red letter on his waist and the shadowless wind under his sleeves had always been known in the world. The young man did not understand why his father had embarrassed him for no reason.
The middle-aged man shook his head and said,"If it's just a Zhuyeqing, then your father is naturally not afraid. But you neglected one person. Did you think I was apologizing to that snake? I'm apologizing to that person."
The muscles on the young man's face twitched slightly as if he was a little surprised. However, thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be four people present at that time. Could it be...
"Father, that is just a lowly person who is dressed in plain clothes. He can't even afford to wear silk and doesn't even dare to wear it. Why is father so afraid?”The young man pondered for a while and asked.
The middle-aged man sighed and said,""Father doesn't know that person, but I know that the snake is respectful to him and doesn't dare to disobey him. If it was that young man, you would have died under the snake's soft red tongue when you went upstairs.”
"Although I haven't seen him before, I can already guess who he is.”The middle-aged man said when he saw his son's doubtful expression.
"Who is it?" asked the young man.
The middle-aged man spat out four words,"Who in the world?"
The young man's expression changed abruptly, and he continued,""Bu Shijun?"
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