After Ye Sheng settled everything, he set off.
The Cloud Plane was quite far away.
But it didn't matter.
If everything went smoothly on this trip to Yunzhou, Ye Sheng did not plan to come back.
He would directly use the Cloud Region as a transit point to head to the Central Region, where the Demon Slayer Troop's headquarters was located!
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Several days later, in front of a restaurant in Sui Province.
Ye Sheng had traveled for a few days and was a little tired.
He was prepared to eat something in the restaurant and take a rest.
"Sir, please come in." The smiling waiter came up to him.
Ye Sheng glanced around and saw a group of seven or eight martial artists sitting in the restaurant.
At the innermost table sat a middle-aged martial artist and two young girls.
One of them was dressed in white, while the other was dressed in blue.
There were also many similarities in their appearance. Their skin was fair, and their long black hair was tied into a double-edged bun.
They looked like a pair of beautiful sisters.
The middle-aged martial artist and the two women were sitting at the same table. They should be guards.
Ye Sheng took a few glances and retracted his gaze. He did not take it to heart.
Women were easy to obtain, but power was eternal!
The loli in his card had not been released for a few days.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?"
After Ye Sheng sat down, the waiter bowed and asked with a smile.
He had more money than he could use now.
He ordered a table full of good wine and dishes and was about to start eating.
An unpleasant voice suddenly came from the side.
"Friend, can you please sit at the side? My young master has his eyes on this window seat.”
Ye Sheng turned around.
A dark-faced man had a smile on his face, but his gaze contained a hint of threat.
Behind him were two tall and burly servants.
Beside him stood a young master dressed in a brocade robe and holding a long fan.
The young master looked delighted and kept waving his folding fan.
She did not even look at Ye Sheng, but kept staring at the two girls at the table.
Ye Sheng immediately understood that this young master did not fancy his seat by the window.
Instead, she had taken a fancy to his position and raised her head to look at the two girls.
"How is it, friend?"
"Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!”
When the dark-faced man saw that Ye Sheng did not move, his expression turned cold.
He deliberately clenched his fists and made cracking sounds.
"Sister, that person is so annoying!"
Qiao Sitong's brows were tightly knitted together as she turned her head to look at her older sister with a face full of disgust.
Qiao Sichan looked up and met the young master's gaze.
The young master's expression became even more delighted, and his eyes revealed a hint of drool.
Qiao Sichan called out softly with a frown.
"Uncle Zhao."
The middle-aged warrior nodded with a cold expression.
He stood up and walked to the young master and the black-faced man.
He released the aura of a Rank-7 martial artist without holding back and attacked them wave after wave.
Under this terrifying aura, the few of them even felt that they were not facing a single person.
It was a ferocious beast!
The dark-faced man was slightly better off. He had practiced martial arts before, but his face was a little pale.
As for the young masters who had never practiced martial arts, their expressions were extremely unbearable. They looked terrified and could not even stand steadily.
If it wasn't for the two servants supporting him, he would have collapsed to the ground long ago.
He was no longer as arrogant and smug as before.
The middle-aged martial artist's gaze swept across the few of them. The black-faced burly man and the others trembled in their hearts and did not dare to look directly at him.
"My Miss doesn't like you. Please eat somewhere else!”
The dark-faced man forced out a smile and said with a frightened expression.
"Yes…Yes, yes, we'll leave now.”
The middle-aged martial artist gave them a cold glance before turning around and returning to his seat.
The dark-faced man and the others immediately disappeared from the building.
Ye Sheng continued to drink and eat calmly, not taking what had just happened to heart at all.
It was just a small interlude.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhao."
Qiao Sichan thanked the middle-aged martial artist as he returned to his seat.
Zhao Peng smiled.
"Miss, you don't have to thank me. This is my duty.”
"Miss, hurry up and eat. We'll try to reach Yunzhou before dark.”
Qiao Sichan nodded.
Qiao Sitong, who was at the side, snorted softly as she said unhappily.
"Sister, look at that person. We solved his problem for him, but he didn't even come over to thank us.”
Qiao Sichan shook her head.
"This matter started because of us. He almost suffered an undeserved disaster because of us. It's only right for us to solve this problem for him.”
His sister stopped talking.
Qiao Sichan looked at Ye Sheng, who was wolfing down the food, and frowned slightly.
Actually, she also felt that Ye Sheng was a little rude.
Although this matter started because of them.
But they could also choose not to help.
He watched as Ye Sheng was beaten up and chased to a table.
They had helped Ye Sheng, even if they were grateful.
Ye Sheng should also come over and thank them.
But Ye Sheng did not, as if nothing had happened.
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