After the headed young man scolded, his subordinates all sat back to their original positions.
Everyone in the tavern who stood up just now also sat down, but they all looked towards this side eagerly. They never liked these warlike aliens who had waged wars before.
"Boss, I'm sorry." The young man apologized aloud, "Since there is no place, then we won't force it. Let's find another place." After that, the young man cupped his hands and sat back.
At this time, Tian Miao slowly raised his head, glanced at the young man, quickly retracted his eyes, and did not speak.
The table of aliens left after drinking.
Xu Lang walked to the counter and said to Tianmiao, "Boss Tian, what are these Mongolians going to do in our Central Plains?"
"Maybe for the martial arts conference?" Tian Miao said casually, pulling the abacus.
"What? For the martial arts conference? What do they want to do? Do they want to do bad things?" Tang Fengyue came over at this time and frowned when she heard the conversation between the two.
"We must not let them destroy our martial arts conference. I will find someone to watch them." Xu Lang said coldly.
"Yes. Stare at them. If they dare to act rashly, we will kill them." Tang Fengyue nodded vigorously.
"I'm afraid not. If they have an accident here, Mongolia just has an excuse to send troops. Although they signed a peace treaty, I never thought that this group of people would abide by the agreement. If they find an excuse, they will break the contract." Xu Lang shook his head and stopped Tang Fengyue's thoughts.
"That's really tricky." Tang Fengyue gritted her teeth. As the eldest young master of the Tang Sect, of course he also knows these situations. The Mongolian people have always been eyeing them, and although the court is not afraid of them, they are not willing to go to war. Today, the sage is a benevolent ruler, and he knows how much suffering the war will bring to the people.
"I'll find someone to watch them first." After Xu Lang finished speaking, he went out like a gust of wind.
Tang Fengyue snorted coldly and muttered in a low voice, "I will assassinate all these militants sooner or later."
When Tian Miao heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This kid, the method is really simple and rude.
The martial arts conference was approaching day by day, Xu Lang found someone to watch the group of Mongolians, and he did not relax at all. But the strange thing is that this group of Mongolians abides by the law. Except for going out to buy some things, they squatted in the inn honestly and did not go out. There was no contact with suspicious persons. Originally, Xu Lang wondered whether these people would collude with the imperial officials, but under the close surveillance, no such thing was found.
The martial arts conference was finally held, and Tianmiao's tavern had long since closed. She took Konghou Dongxiao Duguyan and Xu Lang to Wudang one day earlier. Wudang warmly entertained this group of people. The head of Wudang was very curious about the black lotus rumored in the rivers and lakes.
He had long wanted to meet the boss, but the cost of entering the tavern kept him from going down the mountain to see the legendary woman. It is naturally not easy to be able to subdue an arrogant swordsman like Duguyan as a second child.
Now that I finally see it, the head of Wudang has only four words for Tianmiao's evaluation: return to nature.
He couldn't see through Tianxiao's true cultivation at all. Tianmiao gave him the feeling that he was integrated between heaven and earth, detached from mortals.
How could someone cultivate to this level! The head of Wudang was shocked.
Finally came the day when the martial arts conference was held. The sect master invited Tian Miao to sit on the high platform and watch the event from the best sight.
(End of this chapter)