Today, Zhang Langjiang invited a distinguished guest whom he had admired for a long time to come to Wangyue Tower for dinner. Because he valued this distinguished guest very much, he arrived at Wangyue Tower half an hour in advance and prepared to arrange the orders in person.

Unexpectedly, when I crossed the door, I heard Li Shunlai's shouting.

"Big Boss!"

When he suddenly saw Zhang Langjiang, Li Shunlai and the others were all stunned.

"What's the matter?"

"It's him, eating for nothing is not enough, and he even broke the mahogany dining table."

"We asked Xiao Xu to call the police when he saw him running."

"Yes, this person is very arrogant. After eating, he said we are lucky..."

After Zhang Langjiang got to know him, he naturally would not feel good. He came to Chu Muchen step by step, looked up and down, and sneered: "Brother, do you look down on me, Mr. Zhang, and come to my Moon Tower to smash the scene?"

Zhang Langjiang became famous in the boxing gym, and his largest industrial chain was eight private member boxing gyms and fifteen chain gyms all over Binjiang City. He was also a trainer himself, with a strong sense of rashness and his speech was the same.

"Are you the owner of this hotel?"

Chu Muchen glanced at the end of his eyes and was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that in just a few days after returning to Earth, he would run into a cultivator who was about to enter the threshold of the Yellow Realm.

However, this thought flashed through. After all, for him, a cultivator like Zhang Langjiang who did not even have the ability to cultivate the Yellow Realm, he could not even be called an ant, so why bother to care?

"You are lucky. I ate your meal and kept a signature card. I owe you a favor and you made a profit."

Zhang Langjiang, who had already thought of breaking Chu Muchen's three or two ribs with one punch, couldn't help but be amused by this sentence.

"I said, you really dare to play!"

While speaking, Li Shun came to take the wooden sign engraved by Chu Muchen just now and delivered it to Zhang Langjiang as if he was seeking credit.

"Boss, look at what a beautiful mahogany table, he cut off the corner."

His eyes touched the Chu character on the wooden sign, but Zhang Langjiang suddenly changed his expression and frowned and said, "Did he cut it with a knife?"

"without..."

A drop of bean sweat beads oozed out from Li Shunlai's forehead and whispered: "It was split with your hands."

It was not until this moment that he realized that Chu Muchen's martial arts value seemed to be extremely high.

"Brother Chu, didn't ask for advice?"

Facing a person who could cut a corner of the iron-like mahogany with bare hands and carve a three-point font on it, Zhang Langjiang, who was already in the martial arts circle, suddenly changed his previous fierceness.

Although Zhang Langjiang looked like a reckless man, his mind was very clear. He had already thought of many things about engraving wooden signs.

First of all, he was sure that with his current strength of the hidden spirit, even if he could cut a corner of the mahogany dining table with one palm, it would be impossible to make the cut surface so flat, let alone write a cursive font like an iron hook and silver painting on such a hard mahogany surface.

This means that Chu Muchen has at least the strength that is not inferior to him. Just imagine that a person with at least secret energy would run to his Moon Tower for no reason to eat for free.

Chu Muchen glanced at Zhang Langjiang with an expressionless face, frowned and said, "I'm leaving, you'd better not block my way."

He was already impatient and wasted so much time for giving the other party a great opportunity for nothing.

Zhang Laijiang is also a person who can come into contact with a very mysterious martial arts circle. He knows that the more powerful the martial arts circle, the bigger the temper he has.

Although Chu Muchen in front of him looks very young and doesn't look like a master, it's just a meal, so there is no need to make enemies with such a potential person for this.

"Brother Chu, I'll treat this meal, and you don't have to pay for it."

Zhang Langjiang could grow from a small boxing gym to a net worth of nearly 100 million yuan in ten years, so he naturally had the ability to recognize people. He turned to the side and made a clear way, and said with a smile: "If Brother Chu doesn't dislike me, I have a dinner party and a distinguished guest came. At the same time, the martial arts person is a famous Huajin master who is famous in the three cities. Are Brother Chu interested in getting to know me?"

"Is Huajin master very powerful?"

Chu Muchen did not understand the realm classification of Earth's martial arts, but he was also aroused a little interested.

"What level are you?"

Zhang Langjiang smiled boldly and said proudly: "It's just a secret force, not worth mentioning."

"Huajin is better than you?"

Although I don’t understand why Chu Muchen asked all the words of a layman, seeing the other party’s ability to cut off the mahogany with one palm, Zhang Langjiang responded patiently: “Of course, it’s better than me, and it’s much stronger than that.”

Could it be that the spiritual cultivation system of the earth is equivalent to the mysterious realm that I have now?

If so, you might as well stay for a while.

In the VIP private room in Wangyue Tower, Chu Muchen sat down safely, regardless of whether Zhang Langjiang, who was busy ordering food, and Jing and others were familiar with whether the master of magic power on earth were as good as his judgment in Xuan Realm.

Not long after, Zhang Langjiang smiled and led the way, introducing a slender old man, about 60 years old, in a loose Tang suit, into the private room and regarded it as the superior.

"Mr. Song, please come and give me some advice."

"This brother Chu is a martial arts master. I heard that I, Mr. Song, are here today and want to get to know each other."

The old man, who was called "Old Song", didn't say much, and didn't even look at Chu Muchen. When he reached his level, the people who wanted to meet him were like crucian carp trees crossing the river and had nothing to care about.

This time, if Zhang Langjiang hadn't given a generous gift that he would have liked, he wouldn't have given this face and came to Wangyue Tower.

This meal is the reward of the generous gift. As for Zhang Langjiang who wants something later, it is not bad to pay enough. If he can't pay, he will just nod in the future.

After Song Zhenshan sat down, he chatted casually with Zhang Langjiang, while Chu Muchen shook his chopsticks and ate and drank without hesitation.

It turned out that he was still a little interested in the master of Huajin, but after seeing Song Zhenshan, this interest immediately disappeared.

What a thing? It’s just a yellow realm, and it hasn’t reached its peak yet. This is the so-called master of Huajin.

It's boring, it's boring.

To be honest, it is better to eat and drink than to chat with this old man who looks arrogant and arrogant.

On the table, Song Zhenshan also discovered Chu Muchen's coldness. As a powerful person appointed by the Song family in the secular world, he has been ignored so many years.

"Boss Zhang, where is this little brother from?"

Zhang Langjiang naturally saw a trace of Song Zhenshan's dissatisfaction, and couldn't help but regret that he was really troublesome, so why bother to invite this young man with unknown origin and identity to the dinner party.
Chapter completed!