Sima Fenghen almost got angry when he saw Shen Lang's virtue.

Even at Jialan Academy, no one dared to talk to her like this...

This young boy is so arrogant!

She resisted the urge to take action, snorted coldly and took Shen Lang to the private room on the third floor.

An old man was sitting there drinking tea in the room. He was dressed in plain clothes and his hair was gray, but his appearance looked as tough as that of a young man. His wrinkled face had a hint of sharpness and majesty on his face.

"Boy Shen Lang, I have seen Mr. Yan." Shen Lang said without hesitation.

Sima Yan smiled and waved, "Come on, come here, sit here. I wanted to see you yesterday, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

He nodded slightly, and Shen Lang was not polite and sat down opposite Sima Yan.

This made Sima Fenghen, who was standing behind, frowned slightly, and he couldn't help but glar at his back again.

"A boy who is rude and dares to be so arrogant in front of my father. Do you really think he is so powerful?"

Sima Yan poured a glass of wine into the cup in front of Shen Lang and said happily: "You were so powerful just now. It was amazing and shocking the audience! Even the old man, I have to admire you... However, you not only ruined the boy named Tang, but also offended all the children of the family here in the future. This is not good. As the saying goes, 'It is easy to break even if you are too tough, but you are not defeated by goodness.' Young people should be more restrained."

Shen Lang smiled slightly and said, "Old Yan's words are bad. It's hard to say that offends such a thing. In my opinion, they offended me first. I just gave them some great things to avoid continuing to cause trouble for me in the future."

"But if you do this, you may not be able to eliminate future troubles. If you offend these people, it is not easy to mess around in Tianfeng City. Although Tianfeng City is not big, there are all the people in the city lord's mansion. The relationship between various forces is complicated, and there are many powerful people among these forces. If you come to you, trouble will continue... Your approach is too arbitrary."

"When hardness becomes soft, when softness becomes soft, when softness advances, when soldiers come and generals come and cover them, water comes and earth covers them. I haven't taken these forces seriously yet. I am a simple person, and if someone does not offend me, I will not offend others. If someone offends me, I will offend others. The strong people in this world are respected. In the face of strong strength, the so-called background or rules of the backstage are all empty." Shen Lang responded without hesitation.

Sima Yan was silent, staring at the wine in his hand for a long time without saying anything.

He knew that Shen Lang's cultivation was from the ninth level of the Martial Arts Realm. In his opinion, even if Shen Lang had obtained some adventures or practiced some powerful thunder-type martial arts, he could not compete with the elite children of various families on the second floor before.

Not to mention the family forces behind these people.

The fact that they could shock those people before was nothing more than taking ruthless actions, then grasping the flaws of the internal disunity of those people, and finally revealing another powerful swordsmanship.

If we really fight, dozens of people with Qiwu realm cultivation pounce on each other, and Shen Lang probably wouldn't have the chance to deal with a few people.

As for the forces behind these people, this almost encompasses the forces of Tianfeng City, and there are many masters in every family.

It is really inappropriate to provoke so many people and families.

This Shen Lang is really crazy...

It is easy to break if you are too sharp and too sharp, it is not entirely a good thing. The sword hidden box and the sword energy are hidden, which is the right path!

Sima Yan thought that he could defeat Chen Jianfeng at his age, and he was also considered a great figure.

And the scene just now proves that this son is extraordinary.

At least in Tayun Academy or Tianfeng City, you can definitely be regarded as the word "genius".

That's why he loves him so much that he wants to pull him up to enlighten and give advice.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly rebounded like a ball, looking tit-for-tat.

He is still too young and very energetic.

Why don’t you take these masters of family forces seriously? Who do you think you are?

Even if you can defeat the warriors in the third level of Qiwu Realm, what about the fourth level of Qiwu Realm? The fifth level of Qiwu Realm or even the sixth level of sixth level of seventh level?

Can you defeat one, those two, three, ten, eight?

In this world, the strong are indeed respected, but how strong are you?

No matter how strong you are, you are just a ninth level of martial arts. Your understanding of martial arts may be much stronger than that of warriors of the same level, but your strength may not be much stronger than others... You may think your strength is very powerful, but in the eyes of these families, what can it be considered?

Not very experienced in the world, young and frivolous, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger...

Not only Sima Yan muttered in his heart...

Even Sima Fenghen, who was standing by the door, was even more dissatisfied. She opened her mouth and said, "Dad, what's the use of telling these people like this? This kid is self-righteous, arrogant, lawless, ungrateful..."

She wanted to continue talking, but Sima Yan glared back with a look.

"This sister... knows so many idioms." Shen Lang smiled.

"Bastard, who do you think is the eldest sister?" Sima Fenghen was furious.

Shen Lang wiped his sweat and said, "Okay, I was wrong. I just habitually thought that the word 'Miss' was a bit... I forgot, sorry."

Sima Fenghen wanted to speak again, but saw his gaze again, so he had to turn his head hatefully.

Sima Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, there is nothing extraordinary. Don't worry, I will take some time to talk about these family matters and help you. My old man's face is still a little useful. But Shen Lang, I'm not here to teach you a lesson, I just want to remind you. No matter what, old man, I'm finally a person who has been through it. I have lived for decades more than you, and I finally know a little more about these curves."

Hearing this, Shen Lang was stunned.

Only then did he realize that what he said before was a little too impulsive and radical. No matter what, he shouldn't say such words in front of such an old man.

Leaving the other party's identity as the dean of the Alchemy Academy, he is at least his elder.

And after hearing this last sentence, he actually went to find those families for his own sake and wanted to completely settle the matter...

Speaking of which, this was the first time Shen Lang met him, and the two couldn't have a good relationship. The other party treated him like this, and he didn't know anything else...

With the other party's identity, in Tianfeng City, even the city lord should salute respectfully even when he sees him.

You should know that in this world, the status of weapon refiners and alchemists is a transcendent, and any force must vigorously win over. This one is the dean of the Alchemist Academy!

But just now he was misunderstood by himself and then robbed him of the money...

Shen Lang had a trace of apologies in his eyes, and he stood up slowly, bent down respectfully and said: "The boy's previous words were offensive. He misunderstood Mr. Yan's kindness. He deserves to be beaten. I hope Mr. Yan should not take it to heart."

Sima Fenghen, who had a bad gaze behind her, was stunned. She didn't expect that this boy who didn't like him would change his attitude all at once, just like a change of face.

Sima Yan smiled happily. Just as he was about to speak, the door of the private room was pushed open suddenly.

"Old man Yan, you really have leisure and are so relaxed that you came here to drink... Didn't I ask you to wait in the college? Will I bring someone to see you tomorrow? Do you still have your words?" The person came was Mo Liusheng, the director of the Weapon Refining Institute who Shen Lang had met.

Mo Liu sat down with a breath, picked up a cup and poured it into the wine, and drank it all in one go.

However, he didn't care about Shen Lang who was bent down to apologize to Sima Yan, because there were too many such scenes, and it was not surprising that there were so many people from Sima Yan's various forces.

"Get out, you old guy is still using such a thing to squeeze me out? Didn't I tell you that Feng Hen is back today, should I pick her up first? Let's talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow." Sima Yan spat.

"Hello Uncle Mo." Sima Fenghen quickly stepped forward to salute.

"Oh, seeing that I was so anxious, Feng Hen didn't even notice even when he stood here. Sorry, Sorry, Feng Hen, I'll go back and Uncle Mo will give you a powerful spiritual weapon as compensation..." Mo Liusheng said happily.

Shen Lang, who was standing on the side of Sima Fenghen, touched his nose awkwardly and smiled bitterly. He finally apologized to someone so formally, but was disturbed by this old man. Now he is not standing or sitting.

Sima Yan looked at Mo who was a little disobedient and said in a very strange voice: "Old Man Mo, didn't you say you would take someone to see me tomorrow? That's the noble person you mentioned? Then what are you doing now when you go to Tianfeng City? It's not common to see your hurrying look. What's going on? Why did you make you so anxious?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm anxious. How can I not be anxious? I'll go to find that person tonight. Who knew that he was not in the academy anymore. He ran out of the academy at night! You're not unaware that the rumors of demon corpses are a bit scary now. The major forces nearby are completely full of soldiers! After asking about people, I chased them all the way, but I didn't see anyone else, but I was so anxious, hey!" Mo Liusheng said a little angry.

Sima Yan was even more strange. Mo Liusheng told him that he had met a noble man, and the other party was a weapon refining master, and said he wanted to bring him to see him.

It's really amazing to be someone who can make old guy like Mo Liusheng so excited.

But how could such a weapon refiner be afraid of mere demon corpses? How could this old man be worried about being like this?

"I said Old Man Mo..." Sima Yan was about to ask, but the door clattered and was kicked open.

That's right, it's not pushing, it's kicking.

Xu Qing broke in like a ferocious spirit, with seven or eight powerful masters behind him.

"Shen Lang, it depends on where you are going this time! I want to make you live worse than death! Let you taste the taste of soaking in a cesspool!" Xu Qing's face was twisted, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Shen Lang.

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Chapter completed!