The hall is spacious, six feet long and six feet wide, and about two feet high. It is square and square. There are eight chairs inside, four on each side, and a plaque with the words "Qinglong Hall" hanging above it.

Directly against the wall is a spiritual table with more than ten tablets, including a new tablet with the name of the adoptive father "Pei Yuanfeng" written on it.

In front of the spiritual case, there is also a long gun lying horizontally. The gun body is covered with minute scratches. At a glance, it is obvious that it is an old gun that has experienced many hardships.

At this time, people were already sitting on the eight chairs, dressed in fine clothes, five men and three women, with solemn expressions. They all turned their eyes and looked towards the door.

?!

Ye Jingtang was just thinking about what eye-opening things there were in the basement, when he suddenly saw such a formal hall and eight solemn-looking elders, and was stunned for a moment.

Although he didn't know what he was doing, Ye Jingtang immediately restrained his emotions, put on a stern look, and stood behind Pei Xiangjun to observe the situation.

As Pei Xiangjun appeared, the eight incense owners in the underground hall all stood up and saluted:

"Owner!"

"No gift."

Pei Xiangjun's demeanor changed completely, showing the aura that a female leader should have, and he leisurely came to sit in front of Qinglong Hall.

The Night Terror Hall is a bit confusing, but from the details such as the name and the tablet, we can roughly tell where it is - the entrance of the Honghua Building.

Ye Jingtang was not surprised by this. From the day the 'Red God of Wealth' came to his door, he had doubts in his heart, and now he has confirmed his suspicion.

It turns out that the man wearing a bamboo hat is really Sanniang...

No wonder Honghualou is so miserable...

Ye Jingtang didn't feel comfortable asking, so he silently came to stand behind Pei Xiangjun's chair and looked at everyone sitting there.

The eight incense masters sitting in the Qinglong Hall had different eyes after appearing in the Night Terror Hall. The three female incense masters were full of surprise.

Li Sanwen and others looked closely at each other.

Pei Xiangjun did not introduce the background to Ye Jingtang, because Ye Jingtang is very smart and can understand the current situation.

She sat down in front of the Qinglong Hall and glanced at the eight incense owners on the left and right:

"This is Ye Jingtang, the adopted son of the second brother Pei Yuanfeng. The second brother passed away last month, and I have already told you about the matter of sending him to the capital with his family property. Both his character and ability can be entrusted with important responsibilities, so

Do you have any objections to wanting him to serve as the Young Master?"

Wang Ren said: "Honghua Tower is not only the small Tianshui Bridge outside, but its opponent is not an idle man like Yang Guan..."

Pei Xiangjun raised his hand to interrupt his words and looked towards the Night Terror Hall:

"Jingtang, are you confident?"

Ye Jingtang is still confused and doesn't know who is who. However, he answered Pei Xiangjun's question simply:

"The Pei family is a relative of my adoptive father. Sanniang treats me generously and gives me a high salary. If anything happens, I will naturally do my best to protect it. As for the Pei family's property, it is located in Tianshuiqiao or spread all over the world.

It makes no difference to me."

Pei Xiangjun was very satisfied with these words, but Li Sanwen frowned:

"A newborn calf doesn't know the heights of the sky. Now it's the whole world that is embarrassing Honghualou! You have to rely on your own ability to trust and keep your integrity. How can we trust you if you talk in vain?"

Ye Jingtang felt that the old man's words were thorny and responded calmly:

"I am not a member of the Pei family. I only help the Pei family out of friendship. If you don't believe it, I will do what I should do. If you believe it, I won't agree to what I shouldn't do."

The eight incense masters were doing this, some frowned, some nodded, and looked at each other, seemingly discussing.

Ye Jingtang saw these people, all talking about their own affairs and leaving Sanniang aside. They lacked the basic respect of the 'boss' and frowned secretly.

Ye Jingtang thought for a moment and recalled the situation of Honghua Tower - the owner of the building was not strong enough, the forces of the world were eyeing him, and all the lobby entrances were ready to make moves...

Looking at the charming Sanniang next to her, she really didn’t look like someone like Kang Daliang. She thought about it and asked:

"Sanniang, you brought me here today to let me show off my abilities and win the appreciation of everyone here?"

As soon as these words came out, the eight incense masters all turned their heads.

Pei Xiangjun was waiting for Li Sanwen to come out and challenge Ye Jingtang to prove the potential of Night Jingtang. He responded:

"Well...that's pretty much it."

Ye Jingtang nodded slightly, walked in front of Sanniang, and glanced at the incense masters:

"Then let's come directly. Do you want to take the exams one by one or together?"

?!

The eight incense masters sitting here were stunned when they heard the arrogant tone of "I want to fight eight".

Pei Xiangjun's apricot eyes widened a bit, and he quickly stopped:

"Shocking, don't be reckless!"

Ye Jingtang raised his hand slightly and continued:

"Sanniang gave me a salary and asked me to be the young master. After I got the money, I had to do things well. If you think there is something wrong with Sanniang's arrangement, you can stand up and raise it. If I can't refute, I will go out on my own. "

Snapped--

Li Sanwen was already dissatisfied with Pei Xiangjun's decision of slapping his forehead. Seeing that this boy had no respect at all, he became furious and immediately smacked the armrest and stood up.

But right now!

Choking——

There was a flash of sword light in the underground hall!

The three-foot silver blade on Ye Jingtang's waist was unsheathed, bringing out a half-moon cold light.

The sharp sound of the sword made the nine people sitting here feel terrified!

Li Sanwen was not a mediocre person. Seeing this posture, his eyes were horrified and he retreated hastily.

But the eight-step mad sword is so fierce that it strikes first to defeat the enemy.

Although Ye Jingtang only realized it a few days ago, he is familiar with it. She Long only stopped it in a hurry. Why should a little incense master accept it?

The blade flashed past and went directly to the buttocks of Li San who had just left the chair to ask the question.

As expected, the knife struck down. As soon as Li Sanwen raised his hand, there was already a gash in his chest.

But unfortunately, before the silver blade touched Li Sanwen's robe, a jet black spear came out from behind and was placed on the knife.

clang--

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

Last time, this shot could have knocked away Ye Jingtang's knife.

But this time it was not the case. The powerful and heavy gun barrel failed to stop the knife in Ye Jingtang's hand. It was lifted up three inches, and the gun barrel directly hit Li Sanwen's chest.

Bang——

Wow——

Li Sanwen flew back, knocked over the chair, and fell to the ground.

The other seven incense owners were all frightened and stood up and took a few steps away, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Li Sanwen didn't even care about the pain in his chest. He got up with a pale face and ducked behind Pei Xiangjun, as if he was seeing a ghost.

After the sword light flashed past, the Qinglong Hall instantly froze.

Pei Xiangjun never expected that Ye Jingtang's martial arts skills would be so outrageous after not seeing him for a few days.

It was also at this time that I realized why She Long was stabbed in the arm by Ye Jingtang.

"What are you doing? Mr. Li is the elder..."

"I only recognize Sanniang, but I don't know them."

"They are all members of our own family. You can just show off your skills. Why are you so heavy-handed?"

"I am a martial artist, not an actor! If someone tests my depth, I have to let him know my depth."

"..."

Pei Xiangjun felt that Ye Jingtang was a bit fierce, so he said nothing.

Ye Jingtang pointed his knife at the ground and looked at the incense owners:

"Everyone sitting here, who else wants to try out the skills of this junior?"

After saying this, the eight incense masters who were restrained reacted and looked at each other in silence.

The first time we met, he showed off his power, and the incense owner must not be happy with it.

But the strength displayed by Ye Jingtang's sword already has the style of a master. Let them go up and test the depth, not to seek death.

He is only eighteen years old and has such martial arts skills. There are not many similar people in the world. Such a person has unlimited potential to become the young master of Honghua Mansion.

Even if the young master seems a bit fierce and not easy to get along with, it is better to be a little angry within the sect than to be ridiculed by the forces outside.

Seeing everyone's hesitation, Mrs. Huang Zhu took the first step forward and bowed her hands:

"Good work, young master!"
To be continued...