Ye Jiuchen's carriage drove to the door of a restaurant, which is one of the best in the city of Qiangwudu, and you need to make a reservation in advance to eat here, and not just anyone can enter and exit.

Fortunately, Fu Bo had already arranged for Ye Jiuchen before, so after arriving at the restaurant, Ye Jiuchen took Yue Cheng into the restaurant very smoothly and went to a private room on the second floor.

Yue Cheng always stood by the window, staring at the situation downstairs.

It wasn't until a luxurious carriage stopped in front of the restaurant that Yue Cheng immediately picked up his mind and came to Ye Jiuchen's side.

"Master, the man is coming."

Ye Jiuchen seemed to be concentrating on tasting the dim sum on the table at this time, and when Yue Cheng spoke, he happened to eat osmanthus crisp.

After a pause, Ye Jiuchen immediately instructed Yue Cheng: "Go and ask the shopkeeper to make another osmanthus cake and bring it back, Yue'er loves to eat it." ”

Yue Cheng: "......"

So master, are we out to do things?

Why haven't you forgotten your wife at this time?

Although he complained in his heart, Yue Cheng still bowed respectfully towards Ye Jiuchen: "Yes!" The subordinates will go. ”

After that, Yue Cheng opened the door and walked out of the private room, and when he went downstairs, he happened to staggered by an old man in a sixtieth year.

The old man was wearing Qiang no costumes, but the obvious texture and fabric were more than one grade better than ordinary people, and the old man was followed by two men, one of whom looked to be about thirty years old, with a calm face, but deep eyes, and he was a thoughtful person at first glance.

The other one, who was a little younger, about his early twenties, had just passed the age of the weak crown, but he had an awe-inspiring aura of murder all over his body, and his eyebrows were also very fierce.

Seeing this, Yue Cheng paused his steps, flashed to the side, and gave way to the three of them.

And the three people were originally walking without squinting, but when they passed by Yue Cheng's side, the man in his thirties among them stopped at Yue Cheng coldly.

But it was only for a moment, the man withdrew his gaze, followed the old man in the armor, and entered the private room next to Ye Jiuchen.

Although it was next door, Yue Cheng could clearly see that the grades of these two private rooms were completely different.

Although the private room where Ye Jiuchen was located was also very elegant, it was not as magnificent as the old man's.

It looks like it's specially prepared for someone alone.

Soon, Xiao Er entered the private room with three people, and the younger man immediately closed the door of the private room coldly.

Yue Cheng looked around, then slowed down his steps, slowed down his breathing, walked to the door of the private room, and listened inward.

There's nothing special about the conversation inside, it's just ordering food.

It's just that it was the middle-aged man who spoke all the time, and the old man didn't speak.

waited until the food was ordered, and Xiao Er respectfully withdrew and closed the door very intimately.

Xiao Er wanted to go downstairs, but was pulled by Yue Cheng.

"What else do you have to tell this guest officer?"

"Little Er, our master likes your osmanthus cake very much, please have another one, bring it back and we will take it away."

"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute. ：”

In response, Xiao Er wanted to go downstairs again, but he didn't want Yue Cheng to still pull him, and he didn't mean to let him go like this.

"Those few people just now look quite unusual, their identities are not simple, right?"

Yue Cheng pretended not to know and inquired, and when Xiao Er heard this, he immediately narrowed his eyes, pulled Yue Cheng with a frightened face, and cautiously glanced at the tightly closed door of the private room, making sure that no one came out, so he lowered his voice and came to Yue Cheng's side.

"Ouch, I said this guest officer, I won't stop you if you want to die a little one, but the little one is just this little life, and you still want to live, if you are curious, just ask others, but let the little one go."

Saying that, Xiao Er paused: "But the guest officer, you'd better listen to Xiao's advice, don't inquire about those people, because even if you ask, no one dares to tell you." ：”

After saying this, Xiao Er seemed to be afraid that Yue Cheng would pull him to ask questions again, so he immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet and staggered downstairs.

Yue Cheng glanced at the closed door of the room, and then returned to the room where Ye Jiuchen was.

Ye Jiuchen was still sitting at the table with a faint but bewitching expression at this time, looking like he was really here to drink and eat.

Yue Cheng walked up to Ye Jiuchen and whispered a few words.

"Master, there are three people in total, in addition to him, the other two are in the year of their establishment, and the other is just full of weak crowns, and the year of establishment should be the military advisor around him, and the other one, martial arts are no longer under his subordinates."

Ye Jiuchen's eyes were shining, and he took a sip of the teacup to his lips: "Are you sure?" ”

"I'm not sure I'll win, but grappling, no problem."

"That's enough."

As he spoke, Ye Jiuchen immediately poured himself another cup of tea.

"Oh yes, where's the osmanthus cake?"

Yue Cheng: "......"

So master, can you be a little nervous?

"If you go back to your master, you have already ordered it to Xiao Er."

"Hmm."

Ye Jiuchen nodded, his eyes were cold, and the momentum on his body seemed to have fallen into the top of a snowy mountain in an instant, and suddenly became cold, and even the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop to freezing point at this moment.

And the tea cup in his hand immediately hit the wall next to him with a fierce murderous aura.

The tea cup is porcelain, and if it hits a hard wall, it is bound to fall apart and shatter to the ground.

However, after passing through Ye Jiuchen's hand, this teacup seemed to have been reborn, and flew towards the wall at an extremely fast speed, touching the wall, not only did it not fall and break, but passed directly through the wall.

The three people in the next room suddenly saw something unusual, but they reacted differently.

The teacup flew straight towards one of the three, and the young man flew away as if he wanted to block it, but his speed couldn't keep up with the speed of the teacup, and he saw the teacup fly straight in front of his eyes, and he couldn't touch it at all.

In the next second, it had already hit the head of the middle-aged man standing beside the old man.

With a "bang", the teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, together with the tea in the teacup, turning the man's feet into a mess in an instant.

At the same time, there was also a middle-aged man who fell.

Seeing this, the young man immediately looked at him fiercely, rushed straight out of the door, and rushed towards the private room where Ye Jiuchen and they were.

At the same time, Yue Cheng had already taken the door out, and he just happened to meet the young man.

Two men of similar age, who also had a murderous aura, confronted each other, and after a pause for a second, they began to fight.

The man brought by the old man was ruthless, and every move was aimed at Yue Cheng's key parts, as if he wanted to solve his life quickly, but Yue Cheng did not fight back head-on, but skillfully resolved his own danger and the opponent's moves again and again, and at the same time provoked the other party's more and more ruthless moves.

His actions quickly angered the young man brought by the old man.

The confrontation between the two people is also becoming more and more intense.

However, at this moment, Yue Cheng suddenly jumped and jumped directly from upstairs to downstairs.

Naturally, it was impossible for the young man to let Yue Cheng go like this, because in the few rounds just now, Yue Cheng had already provoked all his anger. So when he saw Yue Cheng jumping downstairs, he couldn't help but jump and chase down.

At this time, I heard someone fighting in the restaurant, and the guests downstairs had already run out shouting, and none of Xiao Er and the boss dared to go upstairs to check the situation.

Ye Jiuchen and the old man were in a private room, and they glanced at each other across a wall that had been penetrated.

Ye Jiuchen found that this old man maintained his composure as steady as Mount Tai from beginning to end, whether the teacup suddenly came through the wall, or the person next to him fell, or the other person who couldn't be provoked and chased him out and left him alone.

Such a state of mind is not something that can be achieved by reaching a certain age.

Similarly, the old man also looked at Ye Jiuchen through the hole in the wall from just now.

When he first entered the restaurant, the man beside him glanced at Yue Cheng, although he didn't look or ask, but he grasped everything clearly.

The reason why I looked at Yue Cheng was because that face was too rusty, and it didn't look like a person from Qiang Wu.

But that person is definitely not a person who can call the shots.

Because the person who can really make the decision is sitting in the room next to him at this time.

And the teacup that was just thrown over was able to penetrate the wall, and the tea in the cup had not been spilled, which was enough to see that this person's martial arts had reached the point of being superb.

As far as the young man beside him is concerned, he may be on par with the person he is confronting now, but in the hands of the man in front of him, there is absolutely no chance of winning.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, the old man immediately calmly picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, picked up another cup, put it opposite him, and poured a cup.

On the one hand, the old man said slowly: "Since the son wants to invite the old man to drink tea, he can directly say that in this way...... Hey, it's a pity that good cup of tea. ”

After speaking, the old man poured the tea, put down the teapot, raised his head and looked at Ye Jiuchen.

"In that case, why don't you let the old man invite the son to drink a cup of tea?"

Ye Jiuchen couldn't help but smile when he heard this, but that smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes at all, and his eyes that were as dark and cold as owls were still surging with a deep, secretive, and incomprehensible light.

"Junior, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate."

With that, Ye Jiuchen slowly stood up, walked out of his private room, came to the next door, and sat down opposite the old man.

Ye Jiuchen was not in a hurry to speak, but picked up the tea cup on the table, brought it to his lips and took a sip lightly, and tasted it carefully, before he came to a conclusion:

"Sure enough, it's a good tea, I heard that there is no Qiang desert Gobi, there is very little tea, I am afraid it will take a lot of money to drink such tea, right?"