Chapter 61: The Crafty Li Yuncong

  "What's wrong with her?" Fu Qingxuan whispered, savoring the meaning of Fang Yan's words. Her beautiful eyes involuntarily scanned around.

  The place where Fang Yan and the others were was the main venue of the banquet, and those who could make it to this place were all the leaders of the city. Except for the envoys brought by the City Lord's Mansion, they were all the heads of the three major families and the young heroes of their clans. As soon as she raised her head, she was met with Xia Nianxiu's gaze.

  "Was Fang Yan talking about her?" The two exchanged a glance, then simultaneously withdrew their gaze. Relying on Fu Qingxuan's womanly intuition, she discovered that Xia Nianxiang, the envoy of the Hao Han Sect, was looking in the direction where Fang Yan was.

  At this moment, Fang Yan lowered his head to eat, Xia Nianxiang withdrew her gaze, Fu Qingxuan could only suppress the doubts in her heart and bowed her head to eat. Just then, Fang Yan happened to raise his head, Xia Nianxiang also raised her head at the same time, holding up the wine cup in her hand, she met Fang Yan's gaze with a glance.

  Xia Nianyu, the chairman, raised her glass to Fang Yan, who nodded slightly with a smile on her beautiful face. Fang Yan responded by raising his glass and nodding in greeting, which was enough to acknowledge each other's presence.

  Xia Niang's lips slightly opened, as if saying "I'll find you later."

  Fang Yan also read the lip language of Xia Nianqiu, smiled with relief, this woman was indeed the Xia Nianqiu he knew. As for Xia Nianqiu's identity, Fang Yan thought for a moment, and then a look of understanding appeared on his face. The fact that she was so young yet already a Xiantian realm expert meant that only a seventh-grade sect like the Hao Han Sect could have achieved this.

  "Sister, who are you waving at? Do I know them?" Li Yuncong, sitting beside Xia Nianxiang, noticed her unusual behavior and saw the captivating smile spreading across her face. Seeing her smile, Li Yuncong felt an extremely strong sense of possessiveness towards Xia Nianxiang, and with what he thought was his most charming pose, asked her.

  "There's nothing, just an ordinary friend, you don't know him." Xia Nian thought of Fang Yan in the deep pool, at the critical moment of life and death, with low strength, but chose to come and rescue her. Such a bond between life and death is not common, the corner of her mouth slightly curled up, if it weren't for the presence of the lord of Yangzhou City on the side, and the seniors of the sect being there, she would have gone to find Fang Yan to drink together. She didn't notice the abnormality of the elegant and refined senior brother in front of her, immersed in the memories of the two reuniting, her charming red lips lightly opened, speaking softly.

  "Since we're friends, I'll introduce you to my senior brother later." Li Yuncong suppressed the flames of jealousy in his heart with a faint smile.

  "Alright, I'll introduce him to Shixiong later. He's a rare cultivation genius, and who knows, maybe we'll become fellow disciples." Xia Nianchuang said with a smile, not suspecting anything.

  Xia Niang's smile was instantly captivating, and Li Yuncong was so enchanted that he became somewhat infatuated.

  "Now that you mention it, such a genius, I must get to know him well." Li Yuncong said with a smile, and when he said "get to know him well", his teeth were clenched. His junior sister's talent was even higher than his, her status in the Bihuan Sect was even higher than his, and she was more valued in the sect. Normally, she didn't speak or laugh easily, but now she was smiling when talking about an outsider, which made Li Yuncong's jealousy burn even brighter. When he looked at Fang Yan's location, a cold glint flashed across his eyes.

  "Fang Yan, do you know that woman? She actually nodded and greeted you." Seeing Xia Nianxiang and Fang Yan clinking glasses from a distance, Fu Qingxuan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

  "Ah, a friend I met on my journey the other day, unexpectedly he was an envoy of the Hao Han Sect." Fang Yan heard this and smiled, nodding his head.

  "Oh, you know the envoy of the Hao Han Sect? Then in the next selection, your chances will be much higher." Fu Qingxuan smiled.

  "Huh, Fang Yan, do you know that man? He seems to have a strong grudge against you, be careful." Fu Qingxuan noticed Li Yuncong frequently glancing over here and, relying on her feminine intuition, she felt the other's gaze was not benevolent, and suddenly spoke up.

  "Is it him?" Fang Yan followed the gaze to Li Yuncong, and suddenly frowned. He knew this person, and could say that when he entered the Xiongyue Mountains, he helped him a great deal. If not for his timely killing of the wolf pack chasing him, he would have suffered greatly. He couldn't understand why this proud man, who disdained to interact with him, would harbor hostility towards him.

  "Is it because of her?" Fang Yan's eyebrows rose, and he somewhat understood why this guy had hostility towards him. It turned out that he was jealous.

  "Do you know this person?" Fu Qingxuan asked.

  "We can say we know each other, but also can't say that, just a nodding acquaintance." Fang Yan said with a smile.

  "Oh, be careful, I feel that this person is not a good guy." Fu Qingxuan reminded him without thinking.

  It was a coincidence, yet an inevitability to meet Xia Niu at the banquet. The dinner quickly progressed to **, with everyone clinking glasses and engaging in lively discussions, filled with joy and harmony.

  The banquet didn't last long before it entered the main event. The name of the banquet was to gather young talents in Yangzhou City, and its main purpose was to select talents for the Hao Han Sect.

  The wine party withdrew, and the hall suddenly emptied. The city master's guards began to clear the banquet tables, leaving empty spaces for the upcoming trials.

  "Are you Fang Yan?" Li Yuncong came over with big strides, looking down at Fang Yan as if he were a king.

  "I'm Fang Yan, what do you want from me?" Looking at the other's arrogant face, Fang Yan felt a wave of displeasure and said.

  "I'm not looking for you for anything, just giving you a piece of advice: stay away from Niurong." Li Yuncong warned Fang Yan.

  "What right do you have?" Fang Yan's face darkened instantly when he heard that the other person had come to warn him.

  "What's the big idea? Just because my fist is bigger, and my status is higher than yours. You're a toad who wants to eat swan meat, don't you see what kind of virtue you are? Can you even touch Niú Shàng?" Li Yuncong sneered, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. This guy really didn't know how to behave himself.

  "You!" Fang Yan was furious, his face dark and terrifying.

  "Kid, you'd better stay away from Niuyi, or else I won't mind making you disappear from this world." Li Yuncong sneered, his threatening tone heavy.

  "Big brother, you're here! Ah, Fang Yan, you're also here, what's going on?" Xia Nianyu asked with a smile as she saw Fang Yan and Li Yuncong walking together.

  "Sister, you're here. Fang Yan and I are like old friends, we were just talking about you." Li Yuncong's expression changed instantly as soon as he saw Xia Nianxiang, and he smiled at Fang Yan, warmly putting his arm around Fang Yan's shoulder.

  "Oh, since you all know each other, I don't need to introduce you. Brother Shi, let me tell you, Fang Yan is quite formidable. If it wasn't for him saving me, I might not have returned from the Hengyue Mountains." Xia Nianchu couldn't help but say as she saw Fang Yan and Li Yuncong getting along harmoniously.

  Li Yuncong waved his hand to interrupt Xia Nian's conversation and said, "Junior sister, Master is preparing for the next trial. Let's go help!"

  "Oh, Fang Yan, I have something to attend to, so I won't keep you company. I'll come find you later." Xia Nian'ou glanced in the direction where Wei Mingshan was and then rushed off towards Fang Yan.

  "Alright, you go ahead!" Fang Yan smiled and waved his hand.