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The Fragrant Sky Tower was not far from the intersection. They walked through two alleys as they chatted and laughed.

Upon entering, he saw two large signboards hung in a conspicuous spot. On the right, there was a signboard that read: "Taking things out in the air will show off your true colors."

On the left side, there was a sign: drag tailed tortoise. It belonged to a rich family, and its bare hands were cold. Looking at the blood sword, it seemed to be unstoppable.

There was a long wooden table beneath the two signboards. An old scholar clad in scholarly robes stood with his back to the door. He lifted a teacup in his left hand and took a sip. He lifted his eyes to the crowd.

Satisfied that everyone was listening attentively, the old scholar slapped the wooden table with his right hand and said in a clear voice, "If the hero is bestowed upon by the gods, he will be in great danger. Just now when he said that, the young Heroic Assassin took out a steel sword and cut it in half. He pointed his finger at the wind and punished those evil. "Now this old one will tell everyone about the rich young masters of Wealthy Classes fleeing in panic, and the heroic looks of the female hero with her blood-red sword and her powerful display of might …" At this point, elder Ru picked up the folding fan and began pacing back and forth as if he was deep in thought.

According to the normal course of events, this time should be applauded from all directions, and the elder Confucius took this opportunity to speak out loud, his tongue shining like a lotus flower. However, after the old man paced around for more than ten steps, there was no applause at all. Instead, all the customers in the restaurant looked at the entrance with a different expression.

The shopkeeper behind the counter rushed out quickly, hurriedly bowed and said, "Tian Xiang Tower welcomes Young Master Tie Qing Yi." Then he turned around and raised his hands up high, shouting excitedly: "Everyone, welcome!"

Time stood still for a few seconds as the crowd roared with thunderous applause from the customers.

"Is this young master Tie Qingyi, the hero that broke the vital parts of Ouyang Aristocrat Clan's Ouyang Hu with a single finger?" a new man from the martial arts world asked the young man on the left.

The young man's eyes widened as he replied, "I was spoken to. Then the applause came. Brother personally saw Ouyang Hu clenching his teeth and clutching his crotch that day. How could it be fake?"

The big bearded man, who was clapping with all his might, immediately corrected him, "Brother, you're not speaking the truth. I saw that Ouyang Hu was in so much pain that tears were streaming down his face. He was crying miserably …"

All of them were talking at once.

With his limelight stolen, Lao Ru turned around in frustration. Tie Qingyi's white robes fluttered as he performed a handsome posture. He cupped his hands together and said in a clear voice: "Excuse me, heroes, I am Tie Qingyi. I am very courteous!"

These two sentences were said without any hint of confidence or flattery. It immediately won the favor of everyone in the restaurant. The applause from the customers would not subside for a long time. Everyone felt that this identity was extraordinary for them.

Tie Qingyi saluted in all four directions and led them up the stairs.

Amidst the applause, Yue Biao felt extremely proud. He swept away the grievance he had felt from the wheelbarrow just now. He patted the shopkeeper's shoulder and pointed at the wheelbarrow leaning against the door, saying loudly, "This is the beloved item of my young mistress. Take care of it carefully, don't be careless." After he finished, he looked arrogantly at the crowd and walked up the stairs with his head held high and his chest held high.

The shopkeeper had paid a large sum of money in private to hire the teachers of the academies in the city to make up stories about heroic and heroic women. Unexpectedly, the heroic heroes suddenly came to visit, fearing that the heroes would blame them.

At this moment, seeing how calm and modest Tie Qingyi was, he felt as if a stone had dropped from his heart. As soon as he heard of the young madam's belongings, how could he dare to be negligent? He immediately ordered the waiter to bring the items into the shop one by one and carefully divided them into several piles, carefully wrapping them in fine cloth.

When he got to the second floor, there was another wave of shouts. Amidst the shouts, someone else raised his arm and shouted, "Tie Qingyi!" "Tie Qingyi …" The atmosphere was unusually warm, and Tie Qingyi was as modest and polite as ever as she greeted him politely.

Leng Qing was curious. She tugged at Tie Qingyi's white robe and asked: "Brother Tie, last time, what kind of arrogance did you have? Why are you being so courteous this time?"

Tie Qingyi smiled, lowered her head and whispered into Leng Qing's ear: "Last time, we were unknown, so if we want to settle down, we naturally have to raise our heads and fight for our own dignity." Now that we are famous, don't you see that your deeds have been engraved into couplets? At this time, you have to know how to lower your head, hide your strength, and be modest in order to win the respect of others. "

Leng Qing was clueless. It was a little difficult to understand one thing and another less.

However, Li Yan turned her head to look at Yue Biao and gave him a bright smile. Her eyebrows and eyes brimmed with excitement as she whispered: "You are called Yue Biao right? "Mmm, you're a good person. That 'Young Madam' phrase is quite nice, but you have to call her that in secret from now on."

Yue Biao was overjoyed. Wu Yu's words were like flattery. In the future, there was no need to mention how important favors were. Their rise in status was just around the corner.

While they were talking, they made their way up to the third floor, which was quieter and quieter.

In the martial arts world, one did not have a strong background or true ability. Not everyone could spend a large amount of money every day just to enjoy it. Fragrant Sky Tower was one of the two most prestigious buildings in Luoyang City. The luxurious consumption on the third floor wasn't something an ordinary person could afford.

Furthermore, there were many books about master teachers downstairs today. There were some martial artists who wanted to go upstairs and pretend to be magnanimous, making an excuse to listen to the beautiful legend of the hero and hero. Therefore, there weren't many guests upstairs, only three tables.

The guest at the window was a well-dressed, dignified, and middle-aged woman. Beside her, there was a beautiful little girl sitting in an armchair. Her eyes were gleaming with a dark light as she stared at Tie Qingyi and the others.

Behind the two men stood two burly men dressed in tight clothing, each with a long blade on their waist and a solemn expression on their faces.

Under the table, Leng Qing saw a pair of legs swinging back and forth on the chair, the golden threads of her dark green boots shining. When he raised his head to take a closer look, he saw that it was the young lady from the Saber Sect who had used her chestnuts to beat up the tyrant's ingrate on the street a few days ago. Her name was "Lu'er".

Suddenly, the sound of stairs could be heard. The shopkeeper came up with a few small bags in his hand. As soon as he took the first step on the third floor, his expression turned ugly.

The beautiful woman sat at the exclusive table for the chivalrous hero. Now that the hero had arrived, he had to give up the throne. Otherwise, how about "the exclusive seat of honor for the chivalrous hero"?

At this moment, the small signboard was still neatly placed on the table. If it was any other person, the shopkeeper would have already invited them over.

However, the members of the Royal Saber Sect, especially the Eldest Miss, he did not dare to offend her even though he did not dare to collect a hundred taels of silvers from the beginning.

In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly blame himself for setting up this "Honored Warrior's seat". Although he had earned several hundred silver taels in one day, this wasn't something that could be settled by spending money.

Even though the shopkeeper's seven orifices were exquisite, even if he turned into eight orifices or nine orifices, he still couldn't think of anything at the moment. Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.