An Yifei's astonishment made Han Yu realize a problem.
The speed of Xiaojiao's breakthrough is too fast, and it is not slower than Han Yu. As we all know, the cultivation speed of monsters is slower than that of humans. This is easy to attract the attention of others, and it is not a good thing to be targeted by some wicked people.
Han Yu thought for a while and said, "You've seen this little guy's appetite. It's normal for him to cultivate faster after eating so much."
An Yifei nodded stiffly. Originally, Han Yu's cultivation speed had shocked him, but Xiaojiao was even more terrifying.
Han Yu reached out and patted An Yifei's shoulder, and said, "Xiaojiao is a bit special, you just need to know about it."
Han Yu suddenly thought of Yin Yimeng. If that person were to meet Xiaojiao again, he would definitely see some clues about Xiaojiao. With Yin Yimeng's past behavior, it is possible to snatch Xiaojiao.
Han Yu is not afraid of Yin Yimeng, but he is a little afraid of Tianchan Sect now. Tianchan Sect has already targeted Han Yu, and Han Yu does not want Xiaojiao to be targeted as well.
An Yifei came back to his senses and said solemnly, "Don't worry, Brother Han, I won't mention it to anyone."
As long as An Yifei is not a fool, he can guess Xiaojiao's extraordinaryness, and he is not a fool either.
After three rounds of drinking, the topic of the two began to widen, no longer talking about Xiaojiao, but inevitably talked about the perverted duo and the two dragons.
As a party, Han Yu could only pretend to be stupid, and An Yifei came to talk freely.
When An Yifei was chatting, suddenly an old man who looked like a housekeeper ran in in a hurry and whispered to An Yifei, and An Yifei's face instantly became ugly.
Han Yu knew what happened without asking, because after the old man, one person kicked the door open and walked in. Behind him, many people followed. They are a group of twenty-five or six-year-old youths, and the leading man is the fourth-level martial artist.
"Okay, An Yifei, team up with outsiders to hurt your brothers, and you are still in the mood to eat and drink here!" The man came over, grabbed the edge of the table, and overturned the table.
But an ordinary table seemed to weigh hundreds of millions of pounds in an instant. The man tried twice, but he didn't overturn the table. His face suddenly flushed, and his eyes swept to Han Yu, looking aggressive.
The table naturally didn't get heavier, Han Yu just put a finger on the table, and the man couldn't shake it.
"An Changqing, this is my private palace, you are not welcome, you go out!" An Yi stood up and pointed to the door.
An Yifei's lungs were about to explode with anger. It was rare for Han Yu to come here once, and he wanted to treat Han Yu well. This is good, as soon as they entered the door, they met An Jun, which caused Han Yu to be insulted, and now another group of people disturbed their interest.
Even the mud Buddha has three points of anger, let alone a big living person.
"Yo ho, what a big temper!" An Changqing retracted his hand without a trace and shouted, "An Yifei, don't think that you are a core disciple now, so you can be arrogant, don't you want to leave our settlement?"
An Yi Fei said angrily: "You fart, I am An Yi Fei who lives in the An family, and death is the ghost of the An family!"
An Changqing said: "If that's the case, why do you want to unite with others to deal with An Jun? How could you be able to do this as a disciple of the An family?"
An Yifei said: "An Changqing, don't spit your blood, An Jun and I are in a fair duel, he lost to me because his skills are inferior to others!"
An Changqing snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't hand over this despicable outsider today and go to An Jun personally to apologize, none of my An family's children will spare you!"
An Yifei glared at An Changqing, suppressed the urge to shoot several times, and sneered: "Don't think too much of yourself, can you represent the An family's children?"
"Brother Changqing can't be represented. Can't we represent so many of us? Can't Big Brother An Ting be represented?" One person said aggressively.
They are all direct descendants of the An family, and they despise people like An Yifei who climbed up from the bottom from the bottom of their hearts.
"Having said so much nonsense, don't you just want to save face for An Jun? Tell me, what do you want?" Han Yu said in a cold voice.
The self-righteous appearance of these direct descendants of the An family made Han Yu very uncomfortable.
An Changqing pointed at Han Yu and said, "It's very simple, cut off your arm, kneel down and apologize to An Jun until An Jun forgives you."
After he finished speaking, he looked at An Yifei with a wicked smile and said, "As for you, giving your place to An Jun will also show your sincerity of apology, and we will admit that you are the An family in the future!"
An Yifei was furious. He had seen shameless, but he had never seen such shameless.
"What if I don't agree?" Han Yu said coldly.
As An Yifei's friend, he would never watch An Yifei being bullied, let alone involving him.
An Changqing had a cruel look on his face, and said, "Then you don't want to leave the Thunder Palace alive, and he will be reviled by all my An family disciples from now on."
"Haha..." Han Yu laughed angrily, "I really don't know where you got your confidence. Did An Jun give it to you, or An Ting?"
"Boy, don't be too arrogant!" An Changqing said.
"Go back and ask the people who ordered you to come, you are not worthy!" Han Yu scolded.
An Jun's reliance is An Jia and An Ting, and the grievances between An Jun and An Yifei are just personal grievances, and his reliance is An Ting.
After all, An Yifei can now be regarded as a young talent in the An family. Even if the people of the An family are facing An Jun, they will not openly suppress An Yifei. And An Jun is unlikely to disturb the senior management of the An family.
This series of grievances is limited to the younger generation.
An Ting is a role model for the younger generation of the An family. Everyone is convinced. As long as An Ting is dealt with, the people of the An family will no longer dare to bully An Yifei.
"What a big breath, I want to see if your mouth is tough, or your fist is tough!" An Changqing's eyes froze, and he punched Han Yu in the face.
His punch seemed to have only one move, but it contained nine changes, locking in nine key points of Han Yu.
It can be seen from An Changqing's action that he is a careful person. He knows that Han Yu has a "fourth-level martial arts" cultivation level, which is comparable to him, so he has no intention of underestimating the enemy.
Unfortunately, he met Han Yu. His seemingly carefully planned punch was full of loopholes in Han Yu's eyes. Han Yu also punched out, and his punch was nothing fancy.
"Looking for death!" An Changqing thought that Han Yu didn't see the mystery of his boxing, and sneered in his heart.
But soon, his expression changed slightly. No matter how his boxing technique changed, Han Yu's fist continued to greet him without any intention of resisting his attack.
"Do you want to trade injury for injury?" An Changqing was disdainful in his heart. In his opinion, Han Yu's move was simply the most savage style of play, and the vigilance in his heart disappeared instantly.