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Chapter 41: Don't think I won't beat you up because you're just a sidekick

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"I'll go...what's going on with this Thunder Sect!"

"It should be that Mr. Li Zeyang defeated Gao Jin. The banner will be hung in Zuixianfang for three days. I didn't expect Mr. Li Zeyang to use the banner to advertise!"

"I remembered, isn't Young Master Li Zeyang the genius who broke through from the Qi Gathering Realm to the Spirit Building Realm more than half a month ago! The Thunder Sect is his sect!"

"Don't lie to me because I don't study well. How can anyone in this world break through directly from the Qi Gathering Realm to the Spirit Building Realm!"

"It's true. I was on the scene at the time. The leader of the Thunder Sect casually patted Young Master Li Zeyang on the shoulder, and Young Master Li Zeyang broke through on the spot!"

"Then isn't the leader of the Thunder Sect terrifyingly strong?"

"Not only is he strong, I heard that he is already a strong man in the Mahayana stage!"

"The leader is so powerful and the sect is so rich. This Thunder Sect is simply a treasure sect. Don't stop me. I want to take my children to learn from my master!"

"Don't worry, I'll go home and call my baby to come with you!"

pretty!

The effect Yan Chu wanted has been achieved.

In this way, the Thunder Sect will definitely become famous throughout Chutian County!

At the same time, everyone knew that Li Zeyang went to visit Zuixianfang...

Haha, the person visiting Zuixianfang is Li Zeyang, what does it have to do with me, Yan Chu

After finishing the advertisement, Yan Chu happily sat back in his seat and sipped a small drink.

After this operation, the scalps of the talented people present were numb. Thinking of what they had said to humiliate Yan Chu just now, they all wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

The oiran could finally continue playing the piano.

Amidst the melodious sound of pipa, the sixth prince Qi Wenhan actually came to Yan Chu with a wine bottle and asked curiously:

"Master Li, Huang Wenhan, please be polite."

Yan Chu raised his eyelids: "The surname is Qi, don't be secretive, I won't do anything to you."

Qi Wenhan's expression changed, and he didn't know how Yan Chu knew his identity.

He looked at Yan Chu carefully again, feeling that Yan Chu was extraordinary even more, and finally simply changed his title:

"Senior Li..."

"To be frank, my surname is Yan."

“…”

Qi Wenhan has traveled throughout the Kingdom of God over the years and has never seen anyone more difficult to communicate with than Yan Chu...

"Sit down." Yan Chu said again.

Qi Wenhan thought for a while and then sat down boldly.

If Senior Yan really had any ill intentions towards him, he had countless opportunities to do it before, so there was no need to wait until now.

"Senior Yan is not surnamed Li, so this Thunder Sect..."

"The Sixth Prince knows so much about what to do, is it possible that you also want to join the Thunder Sect?" Yan Chu said with a half-smile.

If the Sixth Prince could be tricked into joining the Jing Lei Sect, the Jing Lei Sect could really run amok in the Dongze Divine Kingdom!

Qi Wenhan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Actually, it's not impossible."

"Come on, the Thunder Sect is mysterious and unpredictable. Even a peerless genius may not be able to join. Although the Sixth Prince has a special status, I'm afraid he won't be able to endure the hardship of the entrance examination!" Yan Chu said deliberately.

Although Qi Wenhan looks like a weak scholar, in fact, this guy has an extremely stubborn temper.

The more Yan Chu belittled Qi Wenhan, the more Qi Wenhan wanted to join the Thunder Sect.

"Senior, how can I join the Thunder Faction?"

"Do you really want to join the Thunder Faction?"

"You might as well give it a try!" Qi Wenhan said firmly.

"Okay... do you see the scholar in front of me on the left with the black pattern embroidered on his sleeve?"

Qi Wenhan followed Yan Chu's instructions and saw a scholar. This scholar had no talent and his posture was very arrogant. He was only a little worse than Gao Jin.

"Junior saw it."

Yan Chu smiled and said, "Go up and beat him up, and then throw him off the flower boat."

"...Senior, isn't this not good?"

"Don't worry, there are so many people on the pier, this kid can't drown."

"Ahem, this is not what this junior is referring to."

"Look, I told you that you can't join the Thunder Sect!"

“…”

Qi Wenhan set his heart and strode towards the scholar.

Then, under everyone's shocked gaze, he grabbed the scholar's hair, slapped him twice, and pushed him out of the window!

Despite Qi Wenhan's ruffled appearance, the force of the slap was not weak at all!

Seeing the scholar fall into the water, Yan Chu smiled evilly.

So cool!

When he and Gao Jin were competing for the ranking just now, this guy was the one who scolded the most!

Don't think that I won't beat you up because you're just a sidekick. You want to get some good results after offending the protagonist? !

The oiran's music was interrupted again.

She sighed silently, what exactly was going on today

Can someone else finish playing the piano and get off work early

All those present were weak scholars and they only dared to talk in low voices. No one dared to stand up and scold Qi Wenhan.

Qi Wenhan clapped his hands and returned to Yan Chu's side.

"Senior, how's it going?"

"Well, that's right. You can report to Xinghua Village southwest of Yong'an City in a few days." Yan Chu put away his smile, still looking enigmatic.

Qi Wenhan nodded. No matter who this Thunder Sect was, he planned to take a look.

At this time, the oiran said helplessly:

"My dear gentlemen, I have lost my enthusiasm for playing the piano, so why not just start composing poetry?"

"It's good to write poems, it's wonderful to write poems. I agree with Miss Oiran's decision!" Gao Jin said immediately.

He couldn't understand the music, so he could only admire the back of the oiran, but the more he admired it, the more he wanted to see her beauty.

Impatient!

"Can Senior Yan know how to compose poetry?" Qi Wenhan asked in a low voice.

Yan Chu stretched out two fingers, with the fingertips slightly apart: "A little bit."

"This junior has a poem, and I want to show it first." Qi Wenhan said.

"If you want to show off, go ahead and I won't stop you."

Qi Wenhan: "...Senior, why are you pretending to be cool?"

"Ahem, just go ahead and leave me alone." Yan Chu coughed twice.

When Qi Wenhan heard this, he stood up directly, bowed his hands to many talented people, and then said:

"The following poem is called "Drinking"!"

"Spring pavilions are tied with soft gossamers, and the flower crowns are not neat when you come to the hall. Water flowers are mostly blooming on the ship windows, and everyone can share a glass of wine."

Everyone was silent, but the oiran was the first to speak: "What a poem."

It started with Oiran, and the rest of the literati also expressed their approval.

"It's a good saying, 'Who can share a glass of wine'? This young man clearly came here for Miss Oiran! Hahahaha!"

"Concession, concession." Qi Wenhan said modestly, but there was still a hint of arrogance on his face.

After all, he is of royal blood and has profound knowledge. He has traveled south and north over the years and accumulated a lot of experience. How can the poems he writes be comparable to those of talented people from small places

"Who else has poems?" the oiran asked, plucking the strings gently.

Qi Wenhan had an embarrassed look on his face. From what the oiran meant, he seemed not to be particularly satisfied with his poem

"I have!"

Gao Jin patted the table, stood up with a wine bottle, grinned and said: "Miss Oiran, I'm Gao Jin!"

The oiran's voice was soft and seductive: "Master Gao, please."

Gao Jin almost felt weak after hearing this.

He quickly chanted:

"The shadows of flowers are so lonely in the three-night moon, Mr. Kuixiao is still crazy. The fourth sun is not clear of the clouds, and the voice and appearance are blurred after one farewell!"

(End of chapter)