C17

"You mean me?" Qin Lang pointed at his own nose.

The young master was stunned as he stared at Qin Lang for a while before sizing him up.

"So it wasn't yours, but now that it is, you better get out of the way!" Qin Lang watched him close the fan and point it at himself.

"What if I don't!" Qin Lang was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Money dealer!" You're looking for me, it's none of other people's business! " A youngster wearing light gray clothes squeezed out from behind Qin Lang.

"Ha!" Sun Ruofeng actually dared to stand out! You also know that I'm looking for you?! But it's not like that now, I'm looking for this kid. " The money merchant looked at Sun Ruofeng with a face full of mockery as he pointed at Qin Lang with his fan.

"Money dealer, this isn't Ji Bei City, it isn't a place where you can do whatever you want!" Sun Ruofeng appeared calm and composed.

"So what?!" The money lender was still in a state where no one could see him clearly.

Qin Lang, on the other hand, had nothing to do with the current situation. He just stood to the side and watched, and at this time, the elders of the sect seemed to have noticed the situation over here. An elder flew up into the sky and shouted to the crowd below, "All of you, quiet down! If anyone makes a ruckus again, they will immediately be expelled from the Flying Snow Sect! "

The crowd quietened down, and Sun Ruofeng and the money lender didn't dare to argue anymore. The money dealer turned around and walked back into the crowd, and when he was halfway there, he turned around to look at Sun Ruofeng and Qin Lang. He said in a low voice, "Sun Ruofeng, it's your luck to be in Ji Bei City. But here, you don't have that kind of luck, and you, this little brat, I'll remember you! " With that, he returned to the group.

Qin Lang and Sun Ruofeng quickly stood obediently. After a while, they realized that the elder didn't have any intention of denouncing them. Sun Ruofeng opened his mouth.

"Bro, I'm sorry, I've implicated you, I'm Sun …"

"Sun Ruofeng, I know, just now you guys shouted so loudly, everyone around knows." Qin Lang scratched his ears and said indifferently.

"En..." I will implicate you. I will apologize to you another day, may I ask what your name is? " Sun Ruofeng seemed to be choked as she felt even more embarrassed.

"My name is Qin Lang, there's no need to apologize. Although I was shot while standing, I don't like that person either. What, do you have a grudge with him?" Qin Lang questioned.

Saying this, Sun Ruofeng glanced at Qin Lang's attire and continued, "Brother Qin, from the looks of your clothes, you don't seem to be a child of a rich family, which is why he dares to unrestrainedly offend you. If he comes looking for trouble with you from now on, you can look for me.

Qin Lang now completely understood. After all, the clothes he was wearing were still the same as ever. It was inevitable that rich kids would bully the common people. If he had known earlier, he would have listened to Zixin and now it was too late to regret.

"Brother Sun, although I don't know how the sect arranged the disciples to cultivate, but I don't think so many people are cultivating together. They might not even see him in the future, so why are they thinking so much?" Qin Lang actually started to console Sun Ruofeng.

"It can't be any better if Brother Qin thinks this way, but I don't think so. There's a high chance that I will return to Ji Bei City and see him sooner or later." Therefore, I must ensure that my cultivation level is higher than his. Brother Qin, it's our turn! "

"Un, let's go in!" The two of them walked side by side with the person in front of them.

The academy seemed to be very strict. Like most people, Qin Lang also thought the same way, but he didn't care. As long as he didn't make any mistakes and kept up with his cultivation, it would be best if they didn't find him.

When he arrived at the courtyard, Qin Lang saw his seniors coming over to pay their respects.

"Greetings, Principal!"

"Mm, you guys take them to settle down!" The Wei Yuan Institution was waving his hands casually.

"Yes."

The senior in charge of Qin Lang's group looked to be somewhat cold. After bringing them to their residences, he said, "One for ten! "Choose for yourself." Then he left.

"Brother Qin, something doesn't feel right. Why are the Seniors of the Class B Academy so cold?" Sun Ruofeng asked.

"Indeed, there's something wrong. You didn't notice that the senior brother endured with great difficulty just now, right?" Qin Lang was quite satisfied with the division of cultivation in the Flying Snow Sect. It was not based on cultivation base, nor was it based on birth. Instead, he divided the resources according to the order in which he entered the sect.

This way, it seemed very fair. After he answered Sun Ruofeng, Qin Lang found a room and pushed open the door.

Sun Ruofeng followed closely behind, but in the instant the door opened, his jaw dropped. Qin Lang was also stunned.