Chapter 44: The Banquet Storm (Part 1)

  When Zhang Huban's masculine palm wrapped around her slender waist, Zhao Liya felt a sudden heartbeat, but she didn't feel any resistance or disgust at all. On the contrary, she was very happy that Zhang Huban appeared in time!

  Of course, Zhao Liya wouldn't let Zhang Huban sing solo, and at the right moment, she intimately wrapped her jade arm around Zhang Huban, then gazed at him with deep feeling and softly said: "This is Lin Weifeng of Longteng Group, Lin Ling's elder brother!"

  Zhao Liya's gentle affection towards Zhang Huban made Lin Weifeng extremely uncomfortable. Although Lin Weifeng was just a useless playboy, he came from the upper class and had some city manners, so he wouldn't show an unhappy expression. He just smiled wryly and stretched out his hand: "Nice to meet you, but my brother looks unfamiliar, I wonder..."

  Although she disliked the playboy in front of her just like Zhao Liya, Zhang Huban still had a lot of style and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Lin Weifeng. Just as he was about to introduce himself, he heard Zhao Liya's soft voice: "This is my boyfriend, Zhang Huban, Wudang Sect!" Afraid that Zhang Huban would reveal the truth, Zhao Liya hastily interrupted him, emphasizing "Wudang" and showing a hint of pride on her face.

  "Oh, so it's a Wudang descendant, what an honor to meet you!" Upon hearing that he was a Wudang disciple, Lin Weifeng didn't dare to underestimate him, after all, the influence of Wudang in the martial arts world wasn't something that his family could compare to.

  "I don't know which great master you are under, Brother Zhang - is it Song Daxia, Qi Daxia or Wang Daxia? I still have some connections with those two!" Lin Weifeng said with a straight face.

  Song Daxia is of course Song Feng, the other two are also Wudang disciples with the character "Ming" in their names, and they are Song Feng's junior fellow apprentices. Qi Daxia, Qi Jiuhu is the person in charge of Wudang industry in the secular world, Wang Daxia, Wang Wenwu is one of the persons in charge of a special department. The three of them have extremely high reputation in the secular world and are called "Wudang San Jie" by the martial artists.

  Although Lin Wei Feng is a young master from a wealthy family, to say that he has a relationship with Song Feng and the others as a playboy is somewhat exaggerated. If this were said by Lin's family head, Lin Qi Ming, it would be more believable.

  Zhao Liya's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain. She hated these rich kids who made something out of nothing and bragged about it!

  "Not at all! I just learned a little Wudang martial arts!" Zhang Hu's humble and reserved answer made Lin Weifeng straighten his back. Since it wasn't one of the three great heroes' disciples, and judging from his tone he was just an ordinary Wudang disciple, whereas he himself was the eldest son of the Lin family, of course they couldn't be mentioned in the same breath!

  Thinking of this, the eyes looking at Zhang Huban were filled with disdain and contempt. Seeing Zhao Liya so intimately holding Zhang Huban's arm, she was even more jealous and a plan emerged in her mind. She turned around and called out to several young people not far away: "Brother Wang, Director Li, please come over here for a chat, I'll introduce you to a new Wudang star!"

  They seemed to be chatting happily, but their eyes kept glancing at Zhao Liya, and they also wanted to know more about Zhang Huban, who was standing next to him, and how he had managed to win over the famous beauty. Just now, Lin Weifeng was there, and it wouldn't have been good for them to steal his thunder, since he was also one of the hosts of today's banquet. Now that Lin Weifeng had invited them over, they were more than happy to oblige, and the young people around them swarmed over as well. Of course, their eyes were all secretly fixed on Zhao Liya's stunning figure, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

  In the social circle, Zhao Liya knew the behavior of these rich kids. When Lin Weifeng asked Zhang Huban about his master, Zhao Liya thought it was going to be a disaster! In this kind of social setting, people usually pay special attention to their reputation, so they all try to flatter themselves, like Lin Weifeng just now, who could say something as arrogant as having a relationship with the Three Heroes of Wudang. Although Zhao Liya knew Zhang Huban's martial arts skills were extremely high, in a place where identity, face, and family background are emphasized, it was impossible to ask him to show off his skills! But if Zhang Huban really said that his master was an unknown Taoist from Wudang, he would definitely become the laughing stock of the party. For some reason, Zhao Liya had already accepted in her heart that Zhang Huban's master was an unknown Taoist, or maybe in her heart, someone like Zhang Huban, like Jin Yong's honest Zhūgōngzi, would never lie.

  To avoid embarrassment, Zhao Liya pulled Zhang Huban's collar and smiled at Lin Weifeng: "I still have something to do with Zhang Huban, excuse me first!"

  Seeing Zhao Liya's eagerness to leave, a flash of panic in her eyes, Lin Weifeng became even more certain of his own thoughts. This seemingly refined and courteous Zhang Huban must be just an ordinary disciple of Wudang, otherwise he would have already reported his master's name. Why else would he be so eager to leave? These rich young masters are like this, they like to show off, boast and imagine others to be as fond of face-saving and vanity as themselves!

  Lin Weifeng, who was burning with jealousy, would not let Zhang Huban leave so easily. He hastily pulled back Zhang, who was about to leave, and said with a scornful gaze and a gloomy smile: "Brother Zhang, why are you in such a hurry to leave? These young people are the future of our martial arts world, we should exchange more!"

  Seeing Lin Wei Feng like this, Zhao Li Ya certainly didn't want to force him to leave, but she was secretly anxious in her heart. "This dead wood, he wouldn't casually acknowledge a master earlier, anyway they're not around! Pretend, absolutely don't say that you're learning martial arts from an unknown old Taoist priest, now what era is this? Saying it like this will be utterly embarrassing!" Zhao Li Ya certainly didn't know, even if Zhang Hu Pan acknowledged Song Feng and the others as masters earlier, they would still not be able to bear it!

  Everyone leaned in to listen, Lin Weifeng smiled smugly and asked with feigned curiosity: "By the way, Brother Zhang, you haven't told us who your master is from Wudang yet?"

  "Hmm, a Taoist from Wudang!" Zhang Huban replied with an expressionless face. He knew these guys didn't have good intentions, but after all, he didn't have experience in high society and naturally didn't know that these spoiled brats liked to flirt with girls, brag, and mock others for fun. Not to mention thinking there was anything wrong with this way of speaking, it's not like he could say he was a disciple of Zhang Sanfeng!

  "Hah! Hah! Hah!" The crowd burst into a fit of wild laughter, their tone filled with disdain and sarcasm.

  Although the disdain and sarcasm in everyone's eyes, Zhang Huban took it all in stride, his expression unchanged, without a hint of anger. Despite feeling a twinge of discontent at the unbridled laughter of these rich young masters, as a high-and-mighty cultivator, the highest of the Wudang Sect, he wouldn't stoop to arguing with such lowly people, weak and insignificant like ants. Sometimes one must maintain their dignity; if a dog bites you, you can't bite back, let alone when these people are beneath even dogs in Zhang Huban's eyes. If not for Zhao Liya's face, the Lin family's wealth wouldn't be enough to invite Zhang Huban, this transcendent and noble highest master of Wudang!