"Any advice?"
Li Heng didn't intend to pay attention, but Bai Ruobing was so proactive, he had to reluctantly raise his head to look at the arrogant Murong Li, and asked knowingly.
Murong Li snorted and said, "Just give me advice. Some people can't be carved, even if they are taught, they are still stubborn."
Li Heng held his chin and said, "It turns out that you are so self-aware. I thought you lost your mind when you went out."
"What are you talking about?" Murong Li's face sank sharply.
"Miss Bai, do you want to start the banquet?" Li Heng completely ignored the other party's anger, and said, "Aren't the famous immortal sects everywhere here? Why are these unsightly things running out everywhere?"
Bai Ruobing's face was also a little ugly, and her charming face was faintly angry, but it was more vivid than his usual smile.
"What the brother said is," Bai Ruobing said softly, with eyes moving, "The banquet is about to begin."
After she said, she leaned slightly toward Murong Li, and whispered softly: "Brother Murong, the seats for today's banquet have been pre-determined. Since the first person on the left has already been seated by others, Rong Nu's family will prepare again, Murong. Brother think, what is the position on the left side of the theme?"
The place Bai Ruobing pointed to was the left-hand position where the head of the Yin Yang Sect was sitting. Generally, that position was done by the elders in the door or the heads of other sects.
He asked this, first, to give Murongli a face, and secondly, he wanted to remind Murongli that this was at the Yin Yang Gate, not in his Divine Machine Valley.
Murong Li looked unpredictable, his eyes turned a few times between Bai Ruobing and Li Heng, and he hummed and said, "That's naturally the best, but Sister Bai, Shenji Valley and Yinyangmen have always had a good relationship. I have to remind you at the time that some people are not worthy of your praise."
Bai Ruobing replied softly and did not argue, and called other disciples to place a soft couch on the left side of the main seat, and let Murong Li sit on it.
No one seemed to pay much attention to the episode that took place before the opening of the Baijia Banquet.
After Lin Mengyao took the seat, she sighed, "Senior Sister Bai's mind is really unexpected. He actually arranged us first on the right."
"Can't you sit in this position?" Li Heng asked.
"If it's the former Luoxia Holy Land, let alone the first one on the right, even the main seat can be seated." Lin Mengyao said, looking at the first one above.
"But now let alone the first place on the right side, even in the middle position, some people will stand up and question it." Lin Mengyao sighed softly.
"Well, the Holy Land has endured it for so long, and there is no need to endure it anymore." Li Heng said lightly.
Lin Mengyao has been feeling the situation of the Falling Clouds Holy Land many times. Even if Li Heng doesn't know the ins and outs of the matter, he can already understand what the former Falling Clouds Holy Land has experienced.
However, today's Luoxia Holy Land is no longer the former Luoxia Holy Land, and it is impossible for him to be as forbearing as the disciple of Luoxia Holy Land before.
Perhaps, there was no second choice in the previous situation of the Falling Clouds Holy Land other than to keep a low profile, but now, he will not let his home become a target of public criticism again.
Wearing a light-colored undergarment, Bai Ruobing walked lightly, wandering around the hall like an elf, stopping for a while whenever he passed a sect, and leaned slightly to show respect.
In no time, the entire Minghui Hall was filled with the fragrance of the breeze from Bai Ruobing's body.
Li Heng didn't observe other people, he took a leisurely drink on his own, but the person opposite seemed to be very interested in him and kept observing him.
Sitting on the top, Murong Li had a condescending posture, occasionally turning to Li Heng, raising the corner of his eyes, turning his gaze very disdainfully.
Lin Mengyao could perceive that many people were looking at this side secretly, sitting here, very uncomfortable.
The little saint thought that she was too young to be able to sit peacefully, and it was rare that she sat obediently next to Li Heng, holding a fairy fruit and chewing on her face.