Chapter 1015: A stranger in another country!

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Although Ye Fan was strong in concentration, he was still a young man with strong energy. The nephrite jade was warm and fragrant, and he could no longer suppress the most primitive desire, and a raging flame burned in his lower abdomen.

I am afraid that few men in the world can resist a natural stunner like Mei Daizi who takes the initiative to give her arms.

Lonely man and widow, living in the same room, the sky thunder shook the ground, and the atmosphere was extremely charming.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, a horrifying knock on the door sounded.

Ye Fan heard this, as if being poured cold water, his desire faded instantly, his eyes cleared, and he slowly pushed Mei Daizi away.

Mei Daizi's pretty face is full of loss, and the secret way has missed this opportunity, and it will be difficult for her to recommend herself in the future.

But she had no choice but to stand up and tidy up her messy clothes.

At this moment, Ye Fan turned his head and looked at the door, his deep eyes seemed to have a penetrating power, and he shouted:

"Who came from?"

The next moment, a low voice came in from outside the door: "Han Wuhei Patriarch Ping Tadamori, by the order of the Emperor, come to visit Master Ye!"

"Ping Zhongsheng?!" Mei Daizi couldn't help exclaiming when she heard this name.

Next, under the introduction of Mei Daizi, Ye Fan figured out the identity of this person.

Yuan, Ping, Teng, and Tachibana are the four ancient nobles of the Japanese Kingdom. They were born out of the royal family and gave birth to countless great figures.

The legendary swordsman Gen Musashi was born in Qinghe Genji.

The Hwanwu Hei clan was equally remarkable. At the end of the Heian era, the nobles were full of power conflicts and contradictions, and finally resorted to force to resolve them. The Hei clan had repeatedly won merits in wars, and many vassals abroad fell into the hands of the Hei clan. Power is all over the world.

Today, although the Ping family is no longer at its peak, it is also a very powerful force and has close contacts with the royal family.

This visiting Ping Zhongsheng is the current Ping family head.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Fan slowly said, "Mei Daizi, go open the door!"

"Yes, son!" Mei Daizi moved the lotus step lightly and acted according to her words.

Soon, Ping Zhongsheng entered the room.

He was in his early fifties, in a suit and leather shoes, white face and no beard, and his hair was meticulously combed. He must have been a handsome man when he was young.

After seeing Ye Fan, Ping Zhongsheng walked forward quickly, bowed deeply, at a ninety-degree angle, and said in an unusually humble voice: "Master Ye... It's a great honor to see you!"

Although his tone was respectful, his body trembled and his head kept hanging down, he didn't dare to look at Ye Fan directly.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sketching a playful smile, and asked: "What? Am I that scary?"

"No...no..." Ping Zhongsheng shook his head quickly, but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the vest was even more icy, like an ice cellar.

These days, the terrifying legend about Ye Fan has spread throughout the upper echelons of the country.

The power of one person kills many, aristocratic families, and ninjas, and the blood flows into a river without leaving a piece of armor.

The power of a sword caused the tsunami to roar and blast off the bridge, killing thousands of people.

The power of a halberd defeated the legendary sword sage source Musashi and cut Mount Fuji a hundred meters short.

No matter who it is, facing such a peerless and murderous person, I am afraid they will be trembling and walking on thin ice.

...

"Let's talk, what's the matter with me?" Ye Fan said.

"Huh..." Ping Zhongsheng took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "Zongshi Ye is supernatural and world-renowned. Before, we had no eyes and didn't know Taishan! In order to calm your anger, three days later, the Emperor. Your lord specially hosted a banquet in Kyoto and would like to apologize to you!"

With that, Ping Zhongsheng took out another invitation card and handed it over.

"Oh?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and fell into thought.

80% of this banquet was not a "hongmen banquet", but the Japanese royal family really recognized it.

Once Yuan Musashi died, the entire Wo country martial arts world fell into disrepair. Even if the official army dispatched an army, it would be difficult to stop Ye Fan.

The wisest choice is to apologize.

Although the emperor hosted the banquet, the emperor would not show up directly on such occasions, but would send members of the royal family to represent himself.

"Humph!" Ye Fan sneered, and said: "Just apologize, I want to write off my previous grievances, the emperor's old thing is pretty beautiful!"

In the Wa country, the emperor holds the supreme status, and is considered to be the descendant of Amaterasu, the supreme leader of Shintoism, and a national symbol.

But in Ye Fan's mouth, it was disrespectful to call him an "old thing".

However, when Ping Zhongsheng heard this, he didn't dare to let go of a fart. Instead, he laughed and said: "Zongshi Ye, this dinner is not only an apology to you, but also other compensation! Don't worry, we will definitely do our best. , To your satisfaction!"

Ping Zhongsheng said sincerely, revealing full sincerity.

Of course, this all depends on Ye Fan's terrifying power to overwhelm the first life. They don't have any bargaining capital now, even if Ye Fan comes to the lion's mouth, they can only agree.

"Okay, I will go to the banquet!" Ye Fan accepted the invitation.

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Three days later, Kyoto.

Different from the prosperous Tokyo, Kyoto is the ancient capital of the country of Japan for thousands of years. It has a long history and culture. The entire city was built in the same way as Chang'an and Luoyang in China. It is also called Jingluo.

For more than ten centuries, the buildings in Kyoto have never been destroyed or rebuilt, and the streets and lanes have revealed a strong Tang style and Han charm.

The venue for the Emperor’s dinner was in a club on the outskirts of Kyoto.

There is still an hour before the dinner party officially starts, and all kinds of luxury cars are already parked in front of the clubhouse.

Those who came to the banquet were all the top big figures in the upper class of the Wa country, one by one in suits and leather shoes, and elegant manners. They did not dare to neglect the dinner party personally invited by the emperor.

In addition, in order to please Ye Fan, the dinner also invited many Chinese businessmen who do business in the country.

At 6:30 in the evening, Ye Fan came to this club.

Unlike the big people who came to attend the appointment, he neither rode in a luxury car, nor dressed in a Chinese suit, dressed as a passerby.

No one can imagine that this unremarkable boy will be the real protagonist of this dinner!

Ye Fan took a step forward and walked towards the gate of the clubhouse.

Suddenly, a young female voice came from behind him:

"Xiao Fan... is that you?"

There was some hesitation in the tone, with a little uncertainty.

Ye Fan paused when he heard the words, then turned around, and a tall girl appeared in his eyes.

She is about 18 or 9 years old, with delicate makeup on her face, but it is difficult to conceal her pure temperament, especially the innocent look of a deer, which makes people feel first love.

She was wearing a black evening gown, which set off the skin of Qishuang Shengxue to be extraordinarily white, like the finest mutton jade, without any flaws.

The 1.7-meter model is of superb body and is wearing high heels. Most Japanese men can only look up. Two beautiful legs are wrapped in stockings, which is sigh.

"you are……?"

Looking at this girl, Ye Fan looked suspicious, and seemed a little familiar, and couldn't remember it for a while.

"Xiao Fan, I am Yang Yuwei, don't you remember me?" The pure girl said delicately.

Yang Yuwei? !

Hearing this name, Ye Fan's eyes dazzled, he looked at her back and forth, and said in disbelief, "You are really Yuwei? How come you have become so beautiful?"

"Hehe...have never heard of the change of the female big eighteen? They are now the contracted models of Xinwei Magazine!" Yang Yuwei said with a pouting mouth.

Ye Fan was really surprised when he heard this.

This Yang Yuwei was his first year classmate. She was not a beautiful woman at the time. She was short and dark, and she was not good-looking. She was called an "ugly duckling" and was often bullied.

There were a few times that Ye Fan couldn't stand it, so he came forward to protect her. As time passed, others wouldn't dare to bully her.

Therefore, Ye Fan can be regarded as one of her few friends.

By the second grade, when Yang Yuwei's parents went to work in other places, she also transferred to another school.

Since then, the two have never met again, and they didn't expect to meet by chance in this distant foreign country.

The ugly duckling of the year has also become a white swan.

Just as Ye Fan was about to recount the old times with her, another complaining female voice came from a distance:

"Yuwei, why are you staying here? Shao Wen has been looking for you for a long time!"