"Wenhao, this is my new friend, Long Xiangtian. He's so nice and doesn't dislike anything. Besides, he hasn't found the place for the assessment, so please take both of us there." The little fat man stopped Wenhao, who had a sinister look on his face.
Wen Hao was also surprised to hear that Long Xiangtian was the little fat man's new friend. Seeing that Long Xiangtian was covered in grease, he subconsciously thought that Long Xiangtian and the little fat man knew each other while eating. He looked disgusted, but still waved his fist at Long Xiangtian: "I'm telling you, don't tell anyone that I was called 'Wen Mang' before."
Long Xiangtian spread his hands, indicating that he would not say anything nonsense, but he was also quite helpless towards these two funny guys.
After seeing that Long Xiangtian agreed, Wenhao was still a little worried. He glared at Long Xiangtian and then snatched his fan back from the fat boy's hand. However, when he saw the oil on the fan, he put it back into the storage ring with a look of disgust, took out another one, and said to the fat boy: "Don't bother me after I take you there, okay? I'm the one who wants to charm thousands of young men." After that, Wenhao left on his own without asking whether Long Xiangtian and the others could follow him.
"I know, I know." The little fat man answered immediately. He didn't plan to continue following him. He might as well chat with Long Xiangtian, whom he just met. But at this time, he still pulled Long Xiangtian with his greasy hand and followed him. However, Long Xiangtian didn't bother to care. There were enough oil stains on his body.
On the way, the little fat man did not forget to introduce Wen Hao to Long Xiangtian in a low voice: "Brother Long, the sissy in front is the second son of my uncle Wen. But he is too sissy and always wants to pick up girls. As a result, he was driven here by my uncle Wen."
"What about you?" Long Xiangtian asked subconsciously.
Who knew that the little fat boy's face suddenly turned red, as if he wanted to explain something, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, so he said like a deflated ball with a dusty face: "My father dislikes me for being good at nothing but eating. But actually, I think there's nothing wrong with being able to eat. Anyway, my father is here, and Beihuang is my home. I don't have to worry about anything."
Then the fat boy said as if he wanted to show off himself, "Don't think that Wenhao and I don't get along well. In fact, even my uncle Wen has to listen to my father, so he has to listen to me. But I can't beat him." The fat boy suddenly realized that he seemed even more useless after he finished speaking, and then he fell into deep thought, trying to find something to show off.
Long Xiangtian listened quietly to the fat boy's complaints. Although he didn't know who these two guys were, nor did he know where Beihuang was, according to the fat boy's tone, all the literary masters before were his subordinates, so his Beihuang Mu family must be a great overlord.
Long Xiangtian also paid attention to the realms of the first two people at this time. The aura of the literary giant leading the way in front was roughly at the peak of the Guanli realm, but the little fat man beside him was a little difficult for Long Xiangtian to understand. This made Long Xiangtian a little strange. It had been a long time since he had seen someone of his generation whose realm he could not see clearly. This also meant that the little fat man must have some magic weapon that could hide his aura.
Soon, Long Xiangtian arrived at the square with about a hundred people. I think this is the place for the next test. When they first appeared, they attracted a lot of attention. Of course, most of these attentions were for Wen Hao. After all, his current appearance was quite attractive to girls. Even if someone looked at Long Xiangtian and the others, there was a hint of disdain in their eyes. Of course, the two of them didn't care much.
The writer was quite happy to see that everyone around him was paying attention to him, but his face still had an expression of being tired of the world. However, this expression made some young girls more interested in him.
"That person is so beautiful, and his eyes are so sad. He must be a man with a story."
"I've seen him. He's the second young master of the Wen family in Beihuang. I only had the chance to meet him once before. The second young master is getting more and more handsome. But the young master of the Wen family in Beihuang would definitely look down on girls from ordinary families like us." A girl said with a sad face, but from her clothes it could be seen that she was not really a girl from an ordinary family.
Seeing that everyone around him was talking about Wen Hao, the little fat boy gnashed his teeth and said to Long Xiangtian: "See, this sissy is stealing my limelight every day, causing me to lose the attention of girls."
"Uh." Long Xiangtian was also quite speechless. He didn't have the heart to break the little fat boy's fantasy. Looking at the little fat boy's appearance, I'm afraid that even if there is no literary giant, no little girl would care about him. However, if the little fat boy is a little cleaner, he might look cuter.
"By the way, Long Xiangtian, you haven't told me where you are from yet." The fat boy didn't want to look down on the boastful look of the literary giant, so he started chatting with Long Xiangtian.
"I came down from the top. I had been practicing with my master before, and he didn't let me go down the mountain until I reached the Guanli realm." Long Xiangtian used the same excuse he had used when explaining to Chen Nan before. After all, it was quite troublesome to explain his origins, and he was not that familiar with this little fat man, so he did not tell him his true origins.
"You came from the mountain, so your master must be the legendary old immortal, and you must know some magical skills." Who would have thought that the little fat man would be so excited after hearing Long Xiangtian's words.
"What old immortal?" Long Xiangtian was completely confused.
"Don't lie to me. I've heard from storytellers that there are many old immortals in the mountain. Since you are the disciple of an old immortal, can you teach me the magic of immortality?" The little fat man looked like he was very smart.
"I'm afraid that won't work." Long Xiangtian didn't know any magic that could make him immortal. He just said that he came from the mountain. This little fat boy could actually think of so many things. Long Xiangtian became more and more suspicious of the little fat boy's IQ.
"I understand. You must want to test my determination. I heard that all students of the gods teach this. How about this, from now on you are my boss, and I will be your younger brother. Don't worry, I will let you see my determination." The little fat man who was rejected by Long Xiangtian was not discouraged at all, and he promised Long Xiangtian with a solemn promise.
Long Xiangtian hurriedly explained to the fat boy that he didn't want to have such a little brother with low IQ, but Mu Tianxiang just showed a confident smile and didn't care at all what Long Xiangtian said.