Huang Lei, He Jiong, Zhang Tianai, and Gu Lina were mesmerized by the familiar weapons in history. It was as if they were now in the long river of history. Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin, Han, Wei, Jin, Northern, Southern, Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, Qing.
"All…all used by historical figures?”
He Jiong said carefully.
Huang Lei kept touching all kinds of weapons, almost sticking his face to them.
This was glory.
The kind that was worth bragging about for a lifetime.
He had to get to know her well.
Ye Feng smiled and said nothing.
There were many things that would be meaningless if they were explained clearly.
He naturally understood what he understood.
"Hiss!"
He gasped.
"Mr. Ye, do you know how to use these weapons?”Huang Lei asked.
"Yes." Ye Feng nodded.
Regarding martial arts, Ye Feng was definitely not polite.
People who practiced martial arts were open and aboveboard. There was nothing they did not dare to admit.
He wasn't like a scholar who liked to be bashful and pretentious.
" Little Brother Ye is able to lift the 82-pound Green Dragon Crescent Blade and slash it as if it's a chick. I believe that all the masterpieces on these weapon racks can also be used to perfection.”Zhang Tianai said with a smile.
Ye Feng did not refute this point.
Eighteen types of weapons.
Ye Feng was proficient in everything.
"Mr. Ye, I'm very curious. How did you manage to collect so many historical masterpieces? They're all very valuable. Any random weapon here would probably be worth at least a hundred million in the outside market.”Huang Lei couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked Ye Feng.
"Some were passed down, some were bought with my own money.”
Ye Feng replied.
He was telling the truth.
The so-called 'passed down' meant that the system had passed it on to him…
"It's completely understandable if it's passed down. As for the ones that need to be bought…how much money would it take to buy a weapon of such a level like the Green Dragon Crescent Blade? Mr. Ye lives in the forest, where did he get so much money?”Zhang Tianai said.
"I run quite a few companies."
"The company helps me earn a lot of money every year.”
"That's all I've told you. Don't ask this question again.”
Ye Fengyun said lightly.
Earning money was not a big deal for him to start a company. In fact, his main purpose was to take the opportunity to spread his network and search for martial arts techniques from all over the world, or the deeds of martial arts experts. For eight years, Ye Feng had been working hard to collect those incomplete martial arts and martial arts stories one by one, perfecting them into a large systematic library of martial arts.
Chinese martial arts.
It was the essence of Yan Huang for thousands of years.
Ye Feng felt that Chinese martial arts should have a system library that belonged to it, and not be scattered and scattered among the people before gradually disappearing.
He did not plan to spread Ye Feng's martial arts library to the outside world.
It was good that this thing existed.
He wanted all the martial arts to not die.
Little Brother Ye runs a company?"
" It must be some big company. Otherwise, how could they support Little Brother Ye to buy so many expensive weapons and eat so lavishly? Four hundred thousand yuan for a meal…It's simply more expensive than eating gold.”
"Ten minutes. Have you found any specific information about Ye Feng?”
"He's good at martial arts, handsome, and knows how to run a business and earn money…Little Brother Ye is the best.”
"Ahhhh, Little Brother Ye, I love you.”
"What a perfect man."
The comments were filled with cheers for Ye Feng.
"Alright."
"Let's go inside and have a chat."
Ye Feng said.
It was not Ye Feng's way of treating guests to have Huang Lei, He Jian, Zhang Tianai, and Gu Lina standing outside.
"Mr. Ye, the weapons in your house are just placed there. The wall of your house isn't high either. Aren't you afraid that they will be stolen?”Gulina said to Ye Feng with concern as she walked.
"I'm not afraid."
"Even if these weapons are lost, I have a way to get them back.”
Ye Feng said disdainfully.
If anyone dared to steal from him, they would be courting death.
Huang Lei felt a chill down his spine.
In any case, just based on Ye Feng's words, it was absolutely impossible for them to steal weapons.
"So many books!"
" Wu Za Zu, Wu Bei Zhi, San Cai Tu Hui..." Walking through the courtyard and entering the living room, Gulina saw a bookshelf against the wall opposite the TV. It was filled with all kinds of blue books. She softly read the names of a few books.
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