It seemed that this middle-aged man in brocade clothes had a high status among the crowd. As soon as he spoke, the people around him suddenly felt a voice of echoing.

The middle-aged man sat on the table in the middle of the winery with his legs crossed his legs. He occasionally put a piece of braised pork with a full range of flavor and flavor into his mouth with time-honored soy wine, while talking in a lustful manner on his family's glorious deeds.

Although the ears of the audience around him were calloused, due to the status of the middle-aged man, they continued to cooperate "seriously" with admiring smiles.

But just in the midst of a chorus, an old voice came from one corner with a strong sense of contempt.

"You said that Lianfeng Villa is a country man who is bragging and praising people? It's really ignorant and fearless. I think you, Wang Lianshui, are the ones who are bragging and singing!"

"I dare to hit me in public in the face of Wang Lianshui. I want to see what's screaming here!"

The middle-aged man who was enjoying the flattery of the crowd was furious, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the corner where the sound came.

In just a glance, Wang Lianshui immediately turned the anger that had just appeared on his face into a flattering smile.

"Oh, I said that when I went out this morning, I heard the birds shouting at my doorstep. It turned out that it was a sign that I could see Mr. Fan, the great nobleman!"

An old man sitting in the corner was eating wine slowly on a few plates of side dishes, and he didn't look up at Wang Lianshui at all.

But Wang Lianshui had no expression of dissatisfaction at all. Instead, he bent his waist and ran over to greet him with a smile.

"Who is this old man? How could Mr. Wang be so polite?"

"You don't even know this? Forget it, I will only tell you one thing, this old man's surname is Fan..."

The man who asked at the beginning was stunned, stunned for a moment before he realized, and stuttered in an extremely low voice: "It turns out that he is the master of the Fan Mansion? With such a noble identity, how could he come to this tavern for a drink?"

"Hmph, you don't know this. Mr. Fan likes the white meat cut in this restaurant the most. He will come here to have a few drinks whenever he has free time. But he is too busy on weekdays and always has no time to come."

The old man took a bite of meat, took another sip of wine, sighed with satisfaction, and then glanced at Wang Lianshui.

"Xiao Wang, you have to know that you can eat randomly, but you can't say randomly. Sometimes a word is wrong, that will offend people."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Fan taught him a lesson." Wang Lianshui's face was covered in oily and sweaty, and nodded repeatedly.

"I'm not a master, I'm just a manager in the Fan Mansion. If you let the young lady in the mansion hear your words, carefully take care of your skin."

The old man snorted and glared at Wang Lianshui.

Wang Lianshui laughed and said, "Master, I know, so I don't dare to talk nonsense elsewhere."

"Oh, forget it, because you were considered obedient in the past, I will remind you that you can't talk nonsense about the matter of the Lord Yue Manor in Lianfeng Villa. Even if I meet the old man, I have to give him a big gift and serve him carefully. Do you understand?"

The old man bowed to the sky with a solemn tone.

"Yes, I understand." Before the oily sweat on Wang Lianshui's face could dry, she covered her cold sweat again.

He helped the old manager of the Fan family to pay the bill and sent the person out in person. Only then did Wang Lianshui return to the table and sit down again with sweat.

"Mr. Wang, what's wrong with the Luoshi Lianfeng Villa you just said?"

As soon as this person finished asking, he was slapped by Wang Lianshui in the face.

"You dare to say that the owner of the Yue Manor in Lianfeng Villa is also what I, Wang Lianshui, must be proud of his kind when I see him, and be careful to serve you. You are so nonsense, you are so careful to speak, and you have no head to eat!"

The man was stunned by Wang Lianshui's repeated words and beatings. After a long time, he came back to his senses and looked at Wang Lianshui with resentment, and thought to himself that it was your Master Wang who arranged Lianfeng Villa just now. Now you are the one who shut up, and you are still unreasonable?

But half of his wealth and business depend on Wang Lianshui's support, and this sentence is something he dared not say no matter what.

"It's dispersed!"

Wang Lianshui has no intention of staying in the restaurant now. He accidentally offended the old manager of the Fan family. He must anxiously pick up a heavy gift and apologize. Otherwise, as long as he "accidentally" reveals a little bit of whim on any occasion, the security he relies on to maintain his life will be gone.

"Bai Mucheng, no, it should be Lianfeng City now, the owner of the Yue Manor of Lianfeng Villa. I have to find out the news about him carefully, which will definitely be useful in the future!"

Wang Lianshui hurried out of the restaurant, leaving behind a bunch of big-eyed, small-eyed friends inside, dazed there.

The construction of Lianfeng Villa has come to an end, and Yue Lin has also moved from his residence in Lianfeng City to the villa.

However, the beautiful scenery and magnificent buildings of the villa did not relax at all, because Yue Lin's cultivation seemed to have encountered a bottleneck.

Because of some insurmountable reasons, he was unable to practice any martial arts created by immortal monks. As for the martial arts secrets obtained from Shouzhuo Mountain from Huangqihai, he could practice. Unfortunately, after spending the deduction of the mysterious energy, he basically did not have much room for entry, and in this regard, he was not as good as a basic fire power.

Although compared with the fiery fire power that first learned to refine the Feng Feng Chen Jun, Yue Lin had mastered more than ten times more powerful at this time, it was definitely not a reason why he could stagnate and slack off. After all, this is a world with too many immortal cultivators than mortals, and there are also monsters and ghosts. He just practiced a martial arts technique and was far from being proud and complacent.

Yue Lin is now very clear about the direction of becoming stronger. Since he has never been able to practice the magic tricks of the Immortal Sect and the martial arts secrets he has collected are not very useful, then it is not impossible to move forward along the path of the fiery fire.

Xuan Qi is used to deduce and improve the Fiery Fire Fierce Art until now, and then use the energy reserves in the war space to directly push it to the peak that can be reached at present. This is the fundamental reason why Yue Lin uses to strengthen himself.

But now the practice of Xuanhuo Jue has stopped again.

This kind of stagnation is not like other martial arts secrets, and it reaches its limit with a little deduction. Instead, he does not have enough mysterious energy to lift the Xuanhuo Art again.

"It's a pity that the amount of Xuan Qi is insufficient. Some of the ones obtained from the strange heart have been used up. It is impossible to deduce and transform the Fire Power again..."
Chapter completed!