"Well... the people who can go to the birthday party of old man Zong this time are all well-known in the martial arts circle. It's difficult for me to go because of my inconvenient legs and feet. You two are the only ones who can go in the dojo."
Li Qi said.
"Martial artists often fight and kill each other, and inevitably accumulate a lot of hatred. Many of the people who will go to the birthday banquet this time have had friction with our Canglong Clan in the past. Although we will give face to the old man Zong, nothing should happen at the banquet, but you still have to be careful."
"And if someone really wants to cause trouble..."
Xue Jing nodded and said, "I understand, Master. Just kill all those who are looking for trouble."
Li Qi glared at him: "I haven't finished talking yet, why are you so angry? We are now in a society ruled by law, do you understand the rule of law?"
He waved his hand: "…Try to defend yourself as much as possible."
Xue Jing smiled and said, "I understand."
Li Qi hummed, and then said: "Also, if you meet someone you can't beat, just run away first. It's not shameful. Then ask your senior brother to help you get back at him. Don't lose face just because you want to save face for a while..."
Li Qi reminded Xue Jing of several points of caution, and Xue Jing nodded in agreement with a smile.
"… The other thing is the real purpose of your visit this time, that little girl Zong Shichan."
Li Qi touched his chin.
"That child's physique is quite good. Among the people I have ever met, he can be ranked in the top five."
"Although because she is a girl, her strength is not as good as yours, and her flexibility is slightly worse than Qingjiao's, but she is excellent in every aspect, and her overall bone quality is second only to yours... It can be said that she fits the hexagonal concept of Canglongliu very well."
"That's why, although Old Master Zong was angry about the kid wanting to switch to Hidden Dragon Style, he didn't object."
"Tiger Soul Style specializes in the use of energy, and is indeed not suitable for a girl to practice. It is difficult to bring out the child's full potential."
"… What do you think? She should be a good disciple and won't embarrass you."
Li Qi recommended it with a wink.
Xue Jing was indifferent and just said, "We'll talk about it when we meet."
He had no intention of taking in an apprentice, so he didn't care about the other party's talent. As long as the other party was a good kid who didn't cause any trouble, he would give him a status.
On the contrary, even if the person is the most talented in the world and is more powerful than him, but has the personality of a troublesome brat, he will refuse.
Li Qi smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Okay, go ahead."
Xue Jing nodded and said, "Then we'll go first, Master."
He turned to look at Meng Qingjiao and said gently, "Let's go, Senior Sister Meng."
Meng Qingjiao nodded silently and followed Xue Jing out of the Yangxin Room.
In the corridor of the dojo, Xue Jing glanced sideways at Meng Qingjiao who was walking silently beside him.
Because she was going to attend a birthday party, she did not wear the black training suit today. Instead, she changed into a black dress that looked quite slim.
The style is actually quite conservative, with very little exposure, only revealing a little bit of the collarbone.
But... as long as there is the thrilling World Cup, even if she just wears a sack on her body, it will still be a top-notch uniform temptation.
At this moment, as she walked, the World Cup swayed slightly with every step. Against such a strong backdrop, her slender waist and plump lower body were also extremely conspicuous, which could almost be described as thrilling.
Xue Jing considers himself to be a person who is not keen on women. As his strength grows, his patience in this regard also increases, and there are very few times when he feels shaken.
But only Senior Sister Meng... Every time when Xue Jing was by her side, he didn't dare to look at her.
There is a kind of shyness similar to that of adolescents who have just realized the difference between men and women and dare not look directly at beautiful people of the opposite sex...
Of course, this level of "mental pressure" is nothing to him, and he can easily suppress it with his strong consciousness.
He smiled at Meng Qingjiao as usual:
"Senior Sister, you are usually so busy, how come you have time to attend the banquet today?"
Hearing this, Meng Qingjiao turned her head and looked at him. There was no change on her cold and pretty face, except for a little bit of crystal clearness at the corner of her mouth.
"Slurp—"
She reached out and wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand to wipe away the crystal.
Xue Jing was stunned, "...Is that so."
He nodded: "Yes, it is the 70th birthday after all, and there will be a lot of delicious food at the banquet that you don't usually see..."
At this time, Meng Qingjiao stretched out her white hand and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.
Xue Jing turned his head and found that Meng Qingjiao was holding a mobile phone in his other hand and turned the screen over to show him.
On it was a page from a notebook with a few words written on it.
[Also, to protect you]
Xue Jing paused slightly, then turned to look at Meng Qingjiao's beautiful eyes that seemed to contain no emotion, pure and clear.
He smiled softly and said:
"I feel at ease with my senior sister here."
"..." Hearing this, Meng Qingjiao nodded and reached out to touch Xue Jing's head.
It seems to be saying, don't worry, I'm here.
The two walked out of Canglong Dojo and came to the office building.
Xue Jing was about to hail a taxi, but Meng Qingjiao held his hand and walked towards the parking lot.
Soon, they came to a parking space where a very beautiful crimson two-seater convertible sports car was parked.
"Hmm? Senior Sister, is this your car?"
Xue Jing asked.
Meng Qingjiao nodded, his eyes shining.
She took out the remote key to unlock the car, then opened the driver's door, got in, fastened her seat belt, reached out and patted the seat next to her, motioning Xue Jing to get in.
Xue Jing got into the car, fastened his seat belt, and glanced at Meng Qingjiao.
Although it was not very obvious and her expression did not change much, he could feel that Senior Sister Meng seemed to be in a very high spirit.
He thought for a moment and asked, "Sister, do you like driving?"
“…” Meng Qingjiao nodded heavily.
Then he looked at Xue Jing, as if to say, Are you sitting down
Xue Jing felt a little strange, but still nodded.
Meng Qingjiao started the engine, and the deep red convertible sports car immediately emitted a low engine roar.
She sat up straight and turned the steering wheel.
“Chichichichi—”
The wheels and the ground made a rapid friction sound, and Xue Jing suddenly felt a "chest push" coming from the front, and his body leaned forward involuntarily.
The car backed out of the garage quickly, and then Meng Qingjiao professionally shook the gear lever, stepped on the accelerator, and the car slid out of the parking lot.
A strong push came from behind. Xue Jing looked at the scenery outside the car window, which was rapidly receding. The corner of his mouth twitched:
“… Senior Sister, this is the city area.”
“Chichichichi—”
The car braked suddenly at a traffic light, and Xue Jing felt that if he hadn't been tied up by a seat belt, he would have flown out of the front window.
He crossed his arms over his chest, not panicking, but with a strange look on his face.
… Senior Sister Meng, are you sure you are here to protect him
…
“Chichichichi—”
The crimson convertible sports car turned and drifted precisely into the narrow parking space in the parking lot, exactly where it should be. Except for a few conspicuous brake marks on the ground, it was almost perfect.
The car was turned off, the doors on both sides opened, and Xue Jing and Meng Qingjiao got out of the car.
Although it was not obvious, Xue Jing inexplicably felt that Meng Qingjiao's still cold expression seemed to look more radiant and refreshed than usual.
He smiled helplessly and swallowed the advice that was on his lips.
"Forget it, she seems to really like racing... With such good skills, quick reflexes, and a martial artist's instinct for danger, nothing should happen to her."
"Let's go in, Sister."
He started to laugh.
“…”Meng Qingjiao nodded.
Then she paused, stretched out her hands and held Xue Jing's right arm.
Xue Jing felt a surprisingly soft touch, but he remained calm and just coughed.
"Let's go."
The two walked towards the main gate of the Hupo Dojo.
At this time, in the banquet hall of Hupo Dojo, at the main table in the center, a strong old man was sitting.
He was wearing a dark-colored Tang suit that looked quite festive. Although his face was old, his body was straight, and he had a strong aura that made him look powerful without even being angry, like a strong tiger dominating the mountains.
"Hmm? Where's Chan'er? Wasn't he still there just now?"
Zong Jinkui glanced around quickly and asked with a frown.
"She must have gone to the restroom. The girl seemed quite nervous and kept drinking." The disciple sitting next to her laughed.
"Let alone her, I'd be nervous meeting Xue Jing too," another female disciple muttered.
"Damn it, this little girl can actually be my husband's apprentice, I'm so envious!"
She gritted her teeth.
Zong Jinkui glared at him: "What do you mean by your husband or her husband? Speak nicely to me!"
The female disciple explained: "Master, 'my husband' is the nickname our fans give him..."
Zong Jinkui waved his hand and snorted, "Don't talk nonsense. Nothing has been decided yet. Whether he can be Chan'er's master or not, I still have to test his qualifications!"
At this time, a disciple of the dojo trotted up to Zong Jinkui and whispered, "Master, Xue Jing and Meng Qingjiao from the Canglong Dojo are here."
Zong Jinkui raised his eyebrows and said, "Bring them here."
"Yes." The disciple responded.
Soon, the disciple came in with Xue Jing and Meng Qingjiao.
"Hmm? That's?"
In the banquet hall, many people looked over with curious eyes.
"I've seen him on TV! It's Xue Jing!"
"The new disciple of Hidden Dragon Dojo, right? The last time I heard about him was when he killed some monster. I didn't expect that his reputation has become so great in just such a short period of time."
"I've watched this kid's match videos, and he's really good. Just the fact that he has learned the 'secret' is something that not everyone can do. No wonder the disciples in our dojo regard him as an idol."
"Tsk, how come she looks better in person than in the video? I'm so angry!"
"That crippled fellow at the Hidden Dragon Dojo is really lucky. He was almost dead but still managed to find such a piece of gold..."
"Shh, keep your voice down..."
"Hiss! That must be Meng Qingjiao, right? This is the first time I've seen her. She is just as ambitious as the legend says..."
"If I could marry her, I wouldn't have to worry about having twenty children..."
"Don't even think about it. She is the daughter of the 'Little Dragon King' Meng Boshan. If you are not afraid of death, try getting close to her..."
Various discussions were heard, but Xue Jing seemed indifferent as if he didn't hear them. He just glanced at some people who said something unpleasant.
Arriving at the main table in the center, the disciple leading the way whispered to him, "That one is our owner..."
Xue Jing glanced at him and said gently, "Thank you."
After hearing his thanks, the disciple seemed quite excited, his face flushed a little, and he stammered, "No... You're welcome."
Xue Jing strode forward and came to the old man in Tang suit sitting in the main seat at the main table. He bowed and said loudly:
"Xue Jing, a disciple of Canglong Dojo, respectfully wishes the old master of the sect a happy birthday. I wish the old master good health and happiness, and may this day come true every year!"