Murong Jinshan's words made Ye Qing and Feng Xingtian both look puzzled.

Didn't join Yemeng?

So what are you doing in Yemen......

Ye Qing frowned slightly, "Then what is the reason why Brother Tai is valuable?"

"Oh, yes. Murong Jinshan hurriedly handed his business card to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing took it suspiciously, and after just one glance, he knew who this Murong Jinshan was, and there was a hint of banter on his face, "Oh! I remember two months ago, we met. At that time, it was on the first floor of the Martial Arts Association, and you seemed to be glaring at me arrogantly. ”

it!

Murong Jinshan chuckled in his heart.

This Ye Qing is so grudgeful?

I still remember all this kind of little thing......

He, he's not going to beat himself, is he?

Just when Murong Jinshan was a little apprehensive and suspicious in his heart, Ye Qing smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Murong Pavilion Master, are you here on behalf of the Provincial Martial Arts Association?"

"Yes......" Murong Jinshan said cautiously.

Ye Qing suddenly realized.

Originally, I thought that this Murong Jinshan was a certain pavilion owner who wanted to join the Ye League, but it turned out that he was here on behalf of the Provincial Martial Arts Association!

Seemingly......

Since the White Gate kicked the hall, the Provincial Martial Arts Association has reacted quickly.

It's only been a few days, huh?

The Provincial Martial Arts Association actually sent people to Yemen.

Is it a gesture of goodwill or a declaration of war?

However, with the high-minded style of the Martial Arts Association, if the other party wants to declare war, most of them will send a cat or dog to Yemen, right?

But it is obvious that the Murong Jinshan in front of him is one of the owners of the five martial arts halls of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, and he is obviously not a cat or a dog.

The meaning of the Provincial Martial Arts Association is a bit intriguing.

After all......

I have stepped on the top of the Cloud City Martial Arts Association many times!

Ye Qing's eyes rolled a few times, and he decided not to think about it so much first. Regardless of the meaning of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, Ye Meng is not afraid of him!

Ye Qing said to Feng Xingtian: "Xiaotian, since this guy is not here to join, then you should go back and continue to warm up first." ”

"Still hot?" Feng Xingtian suddenly smiled bitterly, he thought that he had been relieved by an errand, but he didn't expect that the master would actually let him go back! Although with his current strength, 900 movements are actually nothing, and he can be completed quickly.

But it's because this warm-up is too simple that Feng Xingtian feels very boring and a waste of time!

Feng Xingtian complained in his heart for a while, but he suddenly thought of one thing - with Master's character, I'm afraid that even if he has something to do for a while, so as to get rid of this boring popularity, when he is done, he still has to let himself warm up, right?

Thinking about it like this, Feng Xingtian was relieved, and he went back in the gloating eyes of Xu Ye and others.

As soon as Feng Xingtian left, Ye Qing got out of the way and waved his hand, "Murong Pavilion Master, please!"

"Good. ”

……

Office.

Ye Qing invited the Murong Pavilion Master to sit on the sofa, immediately poured a glass of water for the Murong Pavilion Master, and then sat opposite the Murong Pavilion Master.

Ye Qing smiled and said softly: "Master Murong, because of me, Ye Meng, and your Martial Arts Association, it is not very harmonious. So, I'll get straight to the point. I don't know what the master of the Murong Pavilion is doing here to Ye Meng?"

When Murong Jinshan heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, as Ye Qing said, the relationship between the Martial Arts Association and Ye Meng is not very harmonious!

So how to start this conversation is very important.

With such an important errand, Murong Jinshan didn't want to block the way to talk behind him as soon as he opened his mouth!

And now, Ye Qing's straight to the point naturally avoided this.

Murong Jinshan took a deep breath and organized his words: "Master Ye Meng, I don't think you know yet! Yesterday, Zhao Hu of the Yuncheng Martial Arts Association took his four deacons to our Provincial Martial Arts Association. ”

Ye Qing naturally knew about this.

After all, Ye Meng has its own intelligence agency, although the Cloud City Martial Arts Association is not worried, but the lion fights the rabbit, they have to use all their strength! Even if Zhao Hu and they are only a small role for Ye Meng now, they may also set off a big storm.

In history, many major events were destroyed by small characters!

With history as a guide, Ye Qing naturally will not repeat the mistakes of his predecessors.

But Ye Meng's intelligence agency was a secret after all, so Ye Qing followed Murong Jinshan's words and deliberately showed a puzzled expression.

Murong Jinshan continued: "Lord Ye Meng, do you know what they are going to do?"

"What else can you do?" Ye Qing shrugged, "On the day the White Gate opened, Zhao Hu told me in front of everyone. If I dare to establish the Ye League, he will not mind asking you to come out and destroy my Ye League. Then here's the problem - Master Murong Pavilion, you are here on behalf of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, and you mentioned Zhao Hu and their complaints to you at the beginning. So can I already define that you are representing the Provincial Martial Arts Association to issue a war letter?"

Speaking of this, Ye Qing's eyes were white and sharp, and his face was slightly gloomy.

In the office, it suddenly became full of taste!

Murong Jinshan's face changed.

He would talk about Zhao Hu and their affairs, it was definitely not what Ye Qing said! But he didn't expect that he was actually misunderstood by Ye Qing!

Murong Jinshan hurriedly said, "Lord Ye Meng, I-"

Ye Qing didn't give Murong Jinshan a chance to talk nonsense, and said lightly: "Murong Pavilion Master, I know what you want to say. You must want to say that you are not here to declare war, but to demonstrate--after all, in the eyes of your Martial Arts Association, my Ye League is a grass platform team! I heard that your Provincial Martial Arts Association, there are still many martial arts masters? In your opinion, my Ye League is not a basis at all, and you can wipe out my Ye League by raising your finger casually. ”

Depend on!

Murong Jinshan couldn't help but burst into foul mouths in his heart.

I didn't expect Ye Qing's prejudice against the Martial Arts Association to be so big!

But he swears to God, he really didn't mean it that way!

Seeing that Ye Qing's intention for him was getting deeper and deeper, Murong Jinshan hurriedly explained, "Master Ye League, please listen to me-"

"Needless to say. Ye Qing interrupted Murong Jinshan again, and his tone turned cold, "I know what you mean, according to the routine of your Martial Arts Association, if you think you can easily destroy Ye Meng, you will definitely tell me that as long as I can take the initiative to dissolve Ye Meng, and then personally go to your Provincial Martial Arts Association to apologize, I can spare my life, right?"

This......

Murong Jinshan looked anxious.

He felt that he was about to be forced to cry by this Ye Qing!

What kind of people is this?

He didn't say anything, and the other party immediately made up for it!

When did he Murong Jinshan say that he looked down on Ye Meng, and when did he say that he would make him apologize?

Murong Jinshan said: "Lord Ye Meng, you misunderstood! I didn't mean that! I really didn't mean that!"

"Hehe, then what do you mean, you must want to put forward a lot of unfair terms, right?" Ye Qing shook his head gently, and then the corners of his mouth showed a hint of banter, "But I advise you to give up this idea." Well, I don't think there's anything left between us to talk about. You're good to go. ”

"Ye Meng Master!" Murong Jinshan was shocked, he hadn't talked about the matter yet, how could he leave?

Ye Qing's eyes flashed, and a trace of killing intent oozed from his body, "What's the matter? Do you still want me to leave you here for lunch? You go back and tell your president that I, Ye Meng, am not a soft persimmon, and can be picked up casually." Wen Dou Wu Dou, I, Ye Meng, have taken it!"