Wei Liuping stared at her deeply, a hint of displeasure on his face.
He sneered, "Heh, you're quite ambitious for a beauty! Fine, then I won't force it. My offer is valid until the Fish Dragon Banquet. You can go back and consider it carefully. If you miss the chance, I won't care even if you beg me on your knees."
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.
Jin Yuyao bit her red lips tightly.
Heat rushed to her face.
Her cheeks flushed.
She felt a profound sense of being looked down upon and humiliated, treated as a mere plaything.
The few of them drank in silence.
Jin Yuyao felt as if she were sitting on pins and needles.
She regretted attending this gathering.
She had initially thought it was just a chance to catch up with the geniuses from previous years, to ask questions and get information.
She hadn't expected them to bring along a direct descendant of the Wei family.
And upon meeting, he had made such a blatant and excessive demand.
Just then.
Jiang Yong, Chang Tingsong, and the others arrived late.
To Jin Yuyao's surprise.
Ling Fan had also come!
"Brother Song, Brother Li, you're here so early. I'm truly sorry, we're a bit late. We'll drink three penalty cups later! Huh, who is this..."
Jiang Yong's face showed a fawning smile as he bowed and scraped towards Song Yuhang, Li Chenyang, and the others.
Then he looked curiously at Wei Liuping.
Song Yuhang, observing the situation, knew that Wei Liuping felt greatly disrespected because Jin Yuyao had rejected him.
He was currently in a fit of anger.
Thus, he decided to help Wei Liuping regain some face.
Thinking this.
Song Yuhang sternly rebuked, "Don't be rude. This is Young Master Wei Liuping from the Wei family of Mo Wu! We all rely on Young Master Wei's protection and make a living under him. You brats dare not offend Young Master Wei! Do you understand? Hurry and kneel to pay your respects!"
Upon hearing Wei Liuping's identity, Jiang Yong and the others trembled.
They showed solemn respect to Wei Liuping!
Without the slightest hesitation.
With a snap.
They knelt down fearfully and prostrated themselves at Wei Liuping's feet.
"Greetings, Young Master Wei. We were blind and did not recognize your eminence, and have offended you greatly. We beg for your forgiveness!"
Wei Liuping's expression finally improved slightly.
He let out a cold snort.
He had finally regained a little face!
Song Yuhang was a good person.
He had foresight.
He could be cultivated as his subordinate in the future.
But as his gaze swept over.
His expression immediately turned cold again.
Why was there still a gray-haired kid who hadn't knelt? What was wrong with this person, had his brain short-circuited?
Wei Liuping, with a dark expression, raised his chin and scrutinized Ling Fan.
Hmph.
A mere trash at the initial stage of Xuan Gang realm!
He dared not kneel before me.
Who gave him the audacity!
Seeing Wei Liuping's expression growing increasingly grim, as if he were about to erupt.
Jiang Yong and the others were extremely anxious, desperately signaling Ling Fan.
"You idiotic fool, are you seeking death? Hurry and kneel before Young Master Wei!"
Song Yuhang also said with a cold face, "Jiang Yong, what kind of person did you bring? Why is he so stupid? Doesn't he know how noble Young Master Wei's status is! What is he, to not kneel quickly!"
"Kneel!"
"Kneel!"
Shouts of reprimand erupted.
Jiang Yong, Song Yuhang, Li Chenyang, and the others all pressured Ling Fan.
Ling Fan slightly raised his eyelids.
His gaze swept over Wei Liuping and Song Yuhang and the others.
He was considering whether to kill this Wei Liuping casually, as he intended to trample the entire Wei family sooner or later.
Since Wei Liuping was a direct descendant of the Wei family, he couldn't let him go when they met.
Killing him early or late yielded the same result.
He ignored the murderous glares of Jiang Yong, Song Yuhang, and the others.
Not only did he not kneel.
Instead, he sat down as if no one else were present.
This immediately stunned Jiang Yong, Song Yuhang, Li Chenyang, and the others.
Jin Yuyao also couldn't believe her eyes.
Wei Liuping laughed in extreme anger!
What a good-for-nothing.
What immense audacity.
With a snap, he crushed an expensive jade cup into powder.
He contemptuously rebuked, "What are you, to be worthy of sitting at the same table as me? Get down and kneel, or I'll break your limbs and ensure you can only eat lying down for the rest of your life!"
Ling Fan turned a deaf ear.
He poured himself a cup of wine and tasted it with interest.
Only then did he say, "And what are you? If you kneel now, I might spare your corpse."
Upon these words.
Everyone was struck dumb as if by lightning, their mouths agape, unable to believe their ears.
How dared this kid!
He actually dared to threaten Young Master Wei Liuping, a direct descendant of the noble Wei family of Mo Wu.
What right did he have!
Jiang Yong now wished he could slap himself a hundred times. Why had he brought this kid here? Now they had caused a colossal disaster!
"Kid, you're the first person to speak to me like this. You're dead!"
Wei Liuping's voice suddenly turned icy.
Jin Yuyao was extremely worried.
Although she detested Ling Fan at the moment.
She still couldn't bear to see this young man killed by Wei Liuping.
She braced herself and said, "Young Master Wei, we encountered this person in a great wilderness. He doesn't understand the rules. I beg you, for my sake, please don't hold it against him."
"Hmph!"
Wei Liuping ignored Jin Yuyao.
Clearly, he had no intention of letting this matter go.
Just then.
A group of people ascended to the fourth floor of Luoyan Tower.
Someone said, "Heh, Young Master Wei is in quite a temper. Who angered you! I should thank him properly. Well done!"
Everyone looked towards the sound.
They saw the speaker wearing a brocade robe embroidered with a golden sword emblem. He was tall and straight, exuding an undeniable noble aura.
His presence was flamboyant and sharp.
A powerful aura of a quasi-Heavenly Origin realm was released without concealment.
Behind him followed several young geniuses whose auras were quite strong.
A petite woman, whose appearance was almost flawless, the only imperfection being a somewhat vacant look in her eyes, followed at a distance, carrying a sword.
This woman's beauty surpassed even Jin Yuyao's.
Although her figure was not as tall and slender as Jin Yuyao's.
But where it should be curved, it was curved, and where it should be slender, it was slender, making it hard to imagine such a petite woman possessing such disproportionately proud curves.
Furthermore, although this woman's cultivation was weaker than that of the noble youth.
Her sharp and peerless aura was no less.
"Pei Jingguang!"
"Pei Nanwei!"
Wei Liuping turned to these two.
He uttered these names with a solemn tone.
"Pei Jingguang? Pei Nanwei? Who are they?" Jiang Yong and Jin Yuyao were very confused.
Song Yuhang, Li Chenyang, and the others, however, had subtle changes in their expressions.
They had clearly heard these names before.
The three great super martial arts families of Liuyun Kingdom.
The Wei family of Mo Wu.
The Qiu family of Lei Yan.
And the third one was...
The Pei family of Jian Kui!
The strongest sword-wielding family in Liuyun Kingdom.
And Pei Jingguang and Pei Nanwei were the pride of the younger generation of the Pei family.
Their mastery of the sword was superb and sharp, almost invincible among peers.
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