"Since you are here to celebrate your birthday, it's better to be more lively."

After saying that, Jiang Ji pointed to the maid behind him and said, "You are the one who is Ye, please arrange it for them. These days are quite hard, so let them have some rest."

"Don't worry, the young palace master, my subordinates will make arrangements."

"Well, go and do it, don't worry about me, I'll take a look around."

Ye Yifeng hesitated for a moment and replied: "Yes, Young Palace Master, if you have anything to do, you can call me."

Jiang Ji returned to the front yard, and the lively atmosphere came to his face.

The reason why he said he stayed here was to wait for the information Ye Yifeng had sorted out, and to see what the gathering of martial arts people in this world looked like.

After all, no matter which world he is in, he has never been exposed to, so he is naturally a little curious.

"This guy is so handsome. I'm afraid that he is not ordinary people. He is in a disadvantage. He hasn't asked the guy for his surname to be a big name?"

Facts have proved that Jiang Ji is like a firefly in the dark, and he is so eye-catching no matter where he is.

Jiang Ji looked at the thin and slim man in front of him, and felt a little touched, and said with a smile: "In Xia Jiang Ji, brother, I really have a sharp look, and I admire him."

Feng Zhonglang was stunned. He didn't expect that this young man was so honest and not humble, and he couldn't help but have a higher interest.

"Where is Brother Jiang? If I were a person like Brother Jiang, I would never have heard of it if I were someone nearby."

Feng Zhonglang is obviously a character like Baoke and is very confident in the field he is good at.

"Brother Feng said it well. I am from Tianshan. I have been traveling around recently and came to Guangyuan City by chance. I heard that Mr. Ye’s 60th birthday was here, so I followed him to join in the fun."

"Tianshan people?"

Feng Zhonglang looked up and down at Jiang Ji, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes: "Brother Jiang should be very familiar with the Xingyue Palace in Qunxingshan, right?"

"Who doesn't know the Xingyue Palace near Tianshan? But if you are familiar with Xingyue Palace, Brother Feng would be too proud of me. Xingyue Palace doesn't welcome men."

Jiang Ji calmly faced the exploratory look of the waves in the wind.

"But I heard that the young master of Xingyue Palace is a man, and he appeared in Guangyuan City yesterday."

"That's a coincidence. I heard that the young palace master has an unparalleled temperament, just like a god. This time I can finally verify it with my own eyes. Brother Feng knows where the young palace master is?"

Looking at Jiang Ji's curious look, Feng Zhonglang was most suspicious. After all, who would be so shameless to praise him?

"I just heard that I stayed at Fulai Inn. There was a fierce fight yesterday. It's better not to get into trouble for us ordinary people."

Jiang Ji was disappointed: "That's a pity. I heard that Nan Shaolin is the number one sect in the south. I want to see it. Does Brother Feng have any understanding?"

"Then you are asking the right person. I have a friend in Nan Shaolin and knows everything about Nan Shaolin."

"Oh? Then tell me."

"No problem. When people talk about Nan Shaolin, they will talk about the abbot Master Kongxing, but they don't know that the number one master in Nan Shaolin is Master Konghui. However, Master Konghui is not revealed in front of others, so he is not famous..."

Jiang Ji listened carefully on the side and asked a few questions from time to time.

It is rare to meet someone who is willing to listen to his nagging, and he is even more excited and tells everything he knows.

"Why are you still beating people? Today is the 60th birthday of our master...Oh?"
Chapter completed!