"The formation can only trap about ten people. Any more and I won't be able to deal with them at will.”
The king was also in an inn, thinking to himself as he tapped his chopsticks and waited for the food to be served.
At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng was still in seclusion to comprehend the Taiji profound.
Moreover, the Taiji profound was not perfected by the Taiji that had been passed down for several years.
After all, Zhang Sanfeng was only a human, not a god.
After being carefully polished by generations of Wudang Sect leaders, the Taiji that fell into Wang Ye's hands was the real perfect Taiji, not the invincible Taiji that Zhang Sanfeng had just come out of seclusion.
"All of you, get out. This inn has been booked by me tonight!”A sudden shout woke the king up.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the roar.
Yuan soldiers.
The other guests in the inn, those who were eating and drinking, those who were waiting for the dishes to be served, and those who were chatting, all stood up in a sorry state and walked out with their faces covered in dust.
"Waiter, is my food ready?" The king frowned.”
" I'm still doing it, sir…But, I'm afraid you can't…" The waiter looked at the young Taoist priest, Wang Ye, aggrievedly.
King shook his head." I'll just eat here. It's fine."”
"Sir, you should leave. That person seems to have a high status in the Yuan army. I'm afraid you'll be in trouble later.”The waiter kindly reminded Wang Ye.
"Don't be afraid." King continued to knock on the wooden table with his chopsticks, shaking his head.
"Oh right, I have money now. This is to return it to you.”
" Well…I'm not worried about whether you have the money to pay the bill, but…" The waiter smiled bitterly.
However, the other party did not continue to dissuade him when he saw how insistent Wang Ye was.
Although he was not a martial artist, he knew how powerful Wang Ye was when he saw Wang Ye send someone flying five meters away with one palm.
A moment later.
A large number of Yuan Dynasty soldiers surrounded the entire inn.
Then, a few high-ranking Yuan Dynasty soldiers walked up to the second floor of the inn.
Pa!
"Get out!" A soldier noticed Wang Ye in the corner of the first floor.
"Official, people have to eat! "There's only one inn within a few miles of here. If I don't eat here tonight, I'll starve until tomorrow…" Wang also glared at him innocently.
"I don't care where you eat! Anyway, no one was allowed to eat here today!”The soldier glared at Wang Ye ferociously, his palm already covering Wang Ye's arm.
A powerful force came from the other party's rough palm and tugged at Wang Ye's Daoist robe.
Kaiser's right elbow borrowed the tyrannical force and slammed into the other party's thigh.
"Ahhh!"
The thigh was a human's soft spot. Even if Wang Ye used the Yin energy of Taiji to hit it, it would still hurt.
The soldier who was pulling Wang Ye fell to the ground with cold sweat on his forehead from the pain.
When the other soldiers saw the commotion, they surrounded him and pointed their swords at Wang Ye's head.
King also picked up a melon seed and chewed on it. He raised his small wine glass with his right hand and took a sip. He said with a relaxed expression,"Good wine, it's really good wine!"
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A tense atmosphere arose.
"Wait!"
"I just wanted to go out for a meal, and you're already making such a grand scene. No wonder the Central Plainsmen dislike us so much.”
"Taoist priest, come upstairs with me!”
"Did you hear what Young Master Zhao said? Hurry up and get up to thank me!”
The pale-faced young man who was surrounded by the Yuan Army ordered. Immediately after, the Yuan Army soldiers surrounding Wang Ye all changed their expressions.
"Since someone is treating me to a meal, I naturally have to go. Hahaha.”King chuckled as he walked up to the private room on the second floor with the Yuan Army's escort.
……
After going up to the second floor.
Only then did the soldiers surrounding Wang Ye retreat and bring Wang Ye to Young Master Zhao.
"Little Daoist, you're really bold. You actually dare to hide here and eat.”Young Master Zhao waved the folding fan in his hand and smiled elegantly.
Wang sat on the opposite side of the table.
"It's going to rain, and people have to eat." King shrugged.
"Little Daoist, looking at you, are you a Wudang disciple?”Young Master Zhao turned his head and looked at Wang Ye.
"Yes." Wang also started eating.
"Oh?" Young Master Zhao frowned slightly as he sized up the slovenly looking Wang Ye.
"Then you still dare to eat with us? Aren't the people you Central Plainsmen dislike the most us Yuan people?”Young Master Zhao suddenly became curious.
"It's true that things are always in place, and it's true that nature is always in place. It should always be quiet, always quiet." King was also minding his own business and eating.
"What, what do you mean?" Young Master Zhao was stunned.
"It doesn't matter if it's you who's eating here today, or if it's someone else from the Central Plains or Yuan Dynasty, what difference does it make to me?”King also put down his chopsticks and took a sip of wine.
"I think I understand a little. Little Daoist, you're really interesting. What's your name?”Young Master Zhao folded his fan with a loud 'pa'.
"Wudang is the king."
“……”
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