At this time, a few knocks sounded outside the door. Wen Yan got up and walked to the door and looked out from the cat's eyes. Then she opened the door and said, "Brother Wenxuan, have you had breakfast?"

"Well, I've eaten it, let me tell you a little bit of information." Wenxuan said mysteriously as he walked inside.

"What kind of rumor is it? Don't keep it aside. Tell me quickly." Wen Yan asked with interest holding his arm.

"Your idol will participate in this Yingjie Cup ring match." Wenxuan looked at Wenting and said.

"Really? Where did you hear it?" Wenting was surprised and asked with an excited look on her face.

"Of course it's true. Others had arrived in Leiyang yesterday." Wenxuan said with his hands on his chest.

"The news was told by Wu Jian."

"Have the Lord Wu Hall arrived in Leiyang?" Wen Yan asked.

"Yes, it was just arrived yesterday. This time he personally led our Feizhou Martial Arts Association to attend the meeting." Wenxuan replied.

Then he pondered for a moment and then said, "He asked us to meet at noon, Wenting, look?"

Wenting put away her excited expression, frowned slightly, and lowered her eyelids, looking a little hesitant.

Wu Jian is the head of the Feizhou Wushu Association. He is in his forties. His wife died of illness a few years ago. He was always a admirer of Wen Yao. Later, after Wen Yao became like that, she turned to pursue Wen Ting, which was quite stubborn.

But Wenting didn't call him, but she couldn't afford to offend him, so she kept hiding, so she didn't want to see Wu Jian.

But then again, as the head of the Feizhou Martial Arts Association, Wu Jian traveled far away to Ningzhou. Even if he was a fellow villager, he was her suitor.

The scene of her and Wen Yan being bullied in the bar the day before yesterday is still vivid in my mind. Now Wu Jian is here, and no matter what, it is their support. If you refuse now, you will feel a little ignorant of the times.

So Wenting hesitated for a moment, weighed the pros and cons, and finally nodded and agreed.

Wenxuan naturally knew her embarrassment and said, "If you don't want to, you can refuse it, it doesn't matter."

"Why should I refuse? I'll just have a meal without losing a piece of meat." Wenting breathed out, even though she was born in a martial arts family, she seemed very powerless in the face of the power of the martial arts association.

"Ride a donkey and find a horse. When Sister Wenting finds a better one, she will dump him." Wen Yan said with a smile.

"Damn girl, what did you say? I don't mean that." Wenting said angrily. Wu Jian was not even a donkey in her heart. She was thinking about her idol now.

"Hehe, then if you are lucky enough to see your idol Gu Baiyi this time, take him down. I believe Sister Wenting, you will definitely be able to do it." Wen Yan joked.

Wenting smiled without saying a word. People like Gu Baiyi should be like a beautiful woman around her.

She is quite self-aware. Her beauty is also outstanding in the circle of powerful people in Feizhou, but after Feizhou, there are many beauties in the world. She does not have the confidence to get the favor of Gu Baiyi from so many beautiful women.

Besides, she had never even seen Gu Baiyi herself. Now she was wishful thinking. This time she came to Lei Yangneng thousands of miles away and was content to see him.

It's almost noon.

Wenting and her party appeared at Shishengke Restaurant as promised.

During this period, Wenxuan, the oldest, seemed to have never thought that there was one person missing among them, and Wen Yao seemed to be an optional transparent person.

Shishengke is a hotel with exquisite decoration imitation of Ming and Qing dynasties. The dishes inside are said to be improved by reference to the imperial kitchens in the imperial kitchen at that time. This sign was naturally not intended to entertain working-class people. Those who can come here to eat are all well-known figures.

"Wenting, Wenxuan, you are here, please come in."

A man with a low head and pretty face and eyes came over and said enthusiastically when he saw the three of them.

"The Lord Wu Hall has been waiting for a long time." Wenting smiled faintly.

"Where, I just arrived, I said that I have booked a private room." Wu Jian said with a smile.

After Wenting nodded, the three of them followed her upstairs.

"The Master Wu Hall is so polite. He invited us to dinner as soon as he came." Wen Yan giggled and joked.

"We all came from Feizhou all the way, and I usually deal with your Wen family a lot. What's the point of treating you to a meal?" Wu Jian said with a laugh.

"Also, don't call Wutang outside, just call Brother Jian. I'm older than you. I'm not too much Wen Yan?"

"It's not too much." Wen Yan said repeatedly, thinking that as long as I don't call you brother-in-law, it's okay to call me any other name.

While speaking, the three of them entered the private room and sat down. After a few words of greetings, Wu Jian looked at Wenting and said, "Wenting, I heard that someone bullied you when you came to Leiyang?"

Wenting was stunned for a moment. Wenxuan and Wu Jian usually had a lot of contact. I guess Wenxuan said something to him.

She smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, all the trivial matters have passed."

Wu Jian snorted, "We Feizhou people are not bullied when they go out. They are just the son of an elder of the Wushu Association. If you want to teach him a lesson, tell Brother Jian, Brother Jian will give you this for you."

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Wu, we are not doing anything. We are now on our territory, and strong dragons do not suppress local snakes. Besides, you are all from the martial arts association. There is no need to cause trouble for you for this little thing." Wenting said with a smile.

"Sister Wenting, how could you just forget it? The two foreigners who were brought by the bastard that day touched us, and it was disgusting to think of it." Wen Yan was unhappy. She was still on fire.

"Has he touched you?" Wu Jian asked angrily when he heard this.

"you do not say."

"Wen Yan, say a few less words." Wen Ting said.

Wu Jian can rely on them when necessary, but she didn't want to care about the past, and she didn't want to owe Wu Jian's favors because of this.

"Damn, next time I see that bastard, I will ruin him!" Wu Jian said gritting his teeth.

"Okay, I won't talk about these bad things anymore. Is it true that Brother Wenxuan said that Gu Baiyi will also participate in this ring competition?" Wenting interrupted the question and asked Wu Jian.

"It's true, but it seems that he is not going to participate in the ring competition. There should be other things, and I'll be there." Wu Jian replied.

"That means he may show his face, right?" Wenting asked with a serious face.

"It should be. Since you have come, it's unreasonable to add some momentum to their Southeast Martial Arts Association without showing your face." Wu Jian thought about it and said.

"What? Do you want to meet this legendary figure?"
Chapter completed!