After lunch, Ning Chen followed Wen Qinglan to the principal's office in the administration building.

Wen Yue was sitting inside making tea.

Seeing Ning Chen coming, he quickly got up and greeted him with a smile, "Little friend, sit." ”

"Old man Wen, just say what you want to say, I've been a little busy lately. Ning Chen sat on the sofa.

"Oh, I wonder what Xiaoyou has been busy with lately?" Wen Yue asked curiously.

He thought that Ning Chen was busy cultivating some peerless martial arts, but the latter took out his mobile phone from his pocket and started playing games.

“TiMi——”

A crisp sound came from the phone.

Wen Qinglan glanced at it and snorted coldly, "You're busy fighting the king?"

"What, no?"

Ning Chen didn't look up, his two thumbs kept swiping on the screen.

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Wen Yue smiled bitterly and said, "Little friend, can you put down the game first, I came to you because I have something important to discuss." ”

Ning Chen didn't raise his head, "I'm also a matter of importance! ”

“......”

Wen Yue shook his head helplessly, "It's still the last time, you beat the supervision team of the Martial Arts Association, and the Martial Arts Association can't give up." ”

"Little friend, are you free in the afternoon, I'll take you to the headquarters of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, and you can apologize to President Liang in person. ”

"I'll say two kind things for you, and President Liang shouldn't be too embarrassed by your students. ”

Ning Chen shook his head, "I'm too lazy to go, the Martial Arts Association will come to find it, I'm not afraid, it's a big deal to beat up that anti-riot team." ”

“......”

The corners of Wen Qinglan's mouth twitched.

Crazy, beating up the riot squad?

"Xiaoyou, listen to my advice, young people should not be sharp, but know how to be restrained. ”

Wen Yue persuaded bitterly: "Do you think, such a big organization as the Martial Arts Association, constantly sending people to find you, annoying you to death, besides, you still have parents......

"That's right. ”

Ning Chen thought for a moment, "Then if I apologize, they will let me go?"

"Yes, yes. ”

Wen Yue repeatedly promised.

He keenly found that this young man was not afraid of heaven and earth, but he was most afraid of "trouble".

"Then I'll go and apologize. ”

Ning Chen held his mobile phone and said indifferently: "But I have to wait until I finish this game first, I can't pit my teammates." ”

Wen Yue: "......"

Wen Qinglan was also completely speechless.

Just now he said that he was going to beat up the riot squad, so he has to apologize?

Does this kid have any backbone as a martial artist, hey!

Ten minutes later, Ning Chen looked at the big "victory" on the screen, smiled, and finally followed the Wen family and the daughter out.

Somewhere in the city center, the headquarters of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association.

Vice President Liang Yongzhi was presiding over the meeting, and was slightly taken aback when he heard that Wen Yue had brought Ning Chen.

"Let them wait in the reception room!"

Liang Yongzhi decided to dry this kid for a while to hone his temperament.

"Yes, President Liang. ”

The little secretary was ordered to retire.

This is three hours.

Ning Chen was bored waiting, so he simply took out his mobile phone to call the king.

Wen Yue and Wen Qinglan could only wait.

"Grandpa, they did it on purpose!"

Wen Qinglan quickly became impatient, and said to Wen Yue: "I've been sitting for so long, except for adding tea and pouring water, not a single high-level person has shown up, grandpa, you are also the permanent director of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, how can they be so faceless!"

"Recently, there was a big incident in the meeting, President Liang and they were busy with meetings all day. Wen Yue soothed her restless granddaughter.

"Big deal?"

Wen Qinglan blinked curiously, "Could it be...... The ancient martial arts forum is rumored, the Sakura National Sword Saint Tokugawa Ichiro, died in our Qingzhou?"

"Hmm. ”

Wen Yue nodded, this matter has spread in the domestic martial arts circle, and it is not a secret.

He glanced at Ning Chen, who was beating the king next to him, and revealed:

"Tokugawa Ichiro is an ancestor-level figure of the Yasukuni Samurai Association, and his status in the Sakura Country is transcendent, and his death is something that both countries want to investigate. ”

"According to the above intelligence, the one who killed Tokugawa Ichiro is likely to be the founder of our Ancient Martial Arts Association, the chivalrous Chen Yishan!"

When Wen Qinglan heard the name Chen Yishan, she was so frightened that she screamed directly, "What!Xia Kui, Chen Yishan!?"

"Oh my God, grandpa, hasn't the hero disappeared for more than ten years, how could he suddenly appear!"

"Grandpa, is Xia Kui in Qingzhou now? He is the idol of all the warriors in our Huaguo, I really want to meet him!"

Wen Qinglan tugged at Wen Yue's sleeve, her eyes full of adoring little stars.

"Who is the chivalrous leader, how can mortals like us see it. Wen Yue said with a smile.

He glanced at Ning Chen again, and found that the latter was still concentrating on playing the game, and couldn't help but ask, "Xiaoyou, do you know the chivalrous leader?"

"I don't know, I only know Oiran. Ning Chen responded casually.

"Phew!" Wen Qinglan glared at him, "What nonsense are you, Xia Kui is also something you can tease?"

"Well, I haven't heard of it. Ning Chen didn't look up the whole time.

"I haven't even heard of Xia Kui, it's really unheard ......of," Wen Qinglan pouted.

Although this Ning Chen has the strength of the peak of external strength, he doesn't know anything about the ancient martial arts world, just like coming out of the mountains.

After another while, a burly middle-aged man in a Tang costume walked into the reception room.

"Elder Wen, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. ”

The middle-aged man is the vice president of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, Liang Yongzhi.

"President Liang is serious. ”

Elder Wen got up and waved his hand, signaling that it was okay.

He immediately turned sideways and introduced to Liang Yongzhi: "President Liang, this is Ning Chen, he made a special trip to admit his mistake today. ”

"Oh?"

Liang Yongzhi didn't know in advance, his eyes flashed, and he stared at Ning Chen, who was playing a game on the sofa.

"Little friend!"

Wen Yue hurriedly stretched out his hand and pushed Ning Chen.

Ning Chen reluctantly put the phone back in his pocket, glanced at Liang Yongzhi up and down, and frowned slightly.

Quenching a heavy body?

Before he came over, he thought that the vice president of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association was at least in the Qi refining period, right?

Although he couldn't look down on it in his heart, he still took the initiative to say hello for the sake of his next peaceful life, "Hello, President Liang." ”

"Whew......" Wen Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ning Chen, right, Huo Ou was injured by you?"

Liang Yongzhi sat down on the sofa, picked up the teacup and drank, "Who is your master? Do you know what the crime of attacking the supervision team is, ah? You are so bold!!"

He slammed his teacup on the coffee table with a loud "bang!"

This move made the personal secretary and Wen Qinglan around him startled!

But Ning Chen couldn't help laughing.

An ant who has not yet reached the Qi refining period pretends to be forced in front of him, an old monster in the infant stage, why does he want to laugh so much?