Fang Xian just sneered and didn't accept a
single friend request.
He had already let go of these classmates and no longer needed to have any dealings with them.
They were destined to be from a different world from Fang Xian.
At this moment, Wu Fan, who was standing in front of Fang Xian, also rubbed his hands together and said with a fawning smile:
"Brother, is there anything else you need?"
Fang Xian didn't have a good impression of Wu Fanyi, but since he had just used Wu Fanyi, there was no need for him to turn his back on him.
"I'll forgive and forget your previous disrespect towards my wives."
"Thank you for your forgiveness, brother."
Wu Fan also bowed repeatedly to Fang Xian to express his gratitude.
He glanced at the seven beauties behind Fang Xian and was utterly shocked.
With seven beautiful women as wives, Fang Xian must be extremely wealthy and powerful.
Fang Xian waved his hand, signaling to stop.
He stared at Wu Fanyi seriously and spoke solemnly.
"Be a good person, otherwise it's a small matter if you go in to work on a sewing machine, but it would be a big mistake to lose your life in a muddle."
Wu Fan nodded repeatedly; how could he not understand Fang Xian's words?
Having learned his lesson, he dared not act recklessly again and would definitely be more careful in the future.
"My elder brother is right. I will definitely turn over a new leaf and start a new life."
"You can leave now."
"Yes, thank you, brother."
Wu Fan bowed repeatedly and slowly took his leave.
To Fang Xian, Wu Fan was just a passerby.
But when he thought of the big bowl of noodles star from his previous life, he couldn't help but issue a warning to prevent Wu Fan from harming the girls of the Dragon Kingdom.
He checked the time; he would arrive in Gyeongcheon in 5 minutes.
Gyeongcheon City is located in the southwest of the Dragon Kingdom. It is a city with rolling hills and crisscrossing rivers.
It was also the location of their destination – the Tang Clan.
"Let's go, we're almost there."
The women nodded and began to tidy their appearance.
The existence of "storage rings" saves a lot of trouble when traveling.
Ladies and gentlemen, the next stop is Gyeongcheon North Station. Passengers disembarking, please gather your luggage in advance to avoid taking or forgetting it on the train.
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"Buzz buzz buzz!"
Fang Xian sat in the taxi, traveling through the rugged mountain roads.
Tang Xiaowu sat in the passenger seat, giving directions to the driver.
"Driver, just turn right ahead and you'll arrive."
Okay.
As soon as the taxi turned right, you could see an ancient and mysterious Tangmen Gate nestled among the mountains.
The Tang Clan's architectural complex is magnificent, with its green tiles, white walls, flying eaves, and bracket sets, all of which demonstrate the weight of time and the prestige of the sect.
A tall gatehouse stands before us, with the two large characters "Tangmen" engraved on the gate plaque, written in a vigorous and powerful style.
On both sides of the gate tower, watchtowers stand tall, guarding this territory like sentinels.
The two taxis parked in front of the gatehouse looked exceptionally small.
"Honey, we've arrived."
Tang Xiaowu scanned the QR code to pay and smiled sweetly at Fang Xian, who was sitting in the back row.
It had been a year since she last left home, and she really missed it.
"good."
Fang Xian opened the car door and slowly stepped out.
As the women descended, they saw the tall and imposing gate tower and couldn't help but marvel at the grandeur of the "Tang Clan."
Lin Mengqian's eyes widened, filled with curiosity about the Tang Clan.
"Sister Xiaowu, your Tang Clan is so magnificent!"
A curious smile bloomed on Yukino's pretty face, her lips curving upwards to reveal a row of clean, even teeth.
"Yes, it is indeed magnificent, but it's a bit hard to find."
"If I come here again, I'll definitely get lost."
Tang Xiaowu's face was beaming with a bright smile as she walked lightly to Fang Xian and took his arm.
"Honey, let's go inside quickly."
Fang Xian smiled slightly as he looked at Tang Xiaowu's delighted expression.
"Okay, let's go."
As soon as they approached, the door creaked open.
They were greeted by both men and women, all dressed in matching black training uniforms.
The Tang Clan disciples were all overjoyed to see Tang Xiaowu return.
"Sister Xiaowu."
"Sister Xiaowu is back."
"Welcome home, Sister Xiaowu."
Tang Xiaowu laughed happily, her laughter clear and melodious.
Thank you everyone.
The Tang Clan members glanced at Fang Xian and his companions indifferently, their eyes showing little doubt.
The Tang Clan was adept at intelligence gathering, and the higher-ups did not hide anything about Fang Xian and Tang Xiaowu's affair, so they were all fully aware of it.
"Sister Xiaowu, please go in quickly. The sect leader has been waiting for a long time."
"good."
Without hesitation, Tang Xiaowu took Fang Xian's arm and walked inside.
Fang Xian didn't try to hide anything and walked in openly.
As they walked along the bluestone path, they could see rows of houses arranged in a neat and orderly fashion.
The buildings are simple and elegant in style, with exquisite carvings on the doors and windows.
They passed through the martial arts training ground filled with shouts, walked past the hidden weapon workshop with its roaring furnaces, and emerged from the herbal alchemy hall, finally arriving at a quiet grove of trees.
There is a traditional house in the woods, with a high roof ridge, wide eaves, and thick walls.
Tang Xiaowu pushed open the door and entered. In the front hall, there were ancestral tablets and sacrificial items of the Tang Clan.
At that moment, a tall and slender man was devoutly offering incense.
He lit three incense sticks and slowly turned around.
This man, with his hair parted in the middle and handsome appearance, was none other than Tang Xiaowu's father—Tang San.
Tang Xiaowu bowed slightly and spoke respectfully.
"Dad, I'm home."
Tang San's loving gaze was fixed on Tang Xiaowu, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Um."
Tang San looked at Fang Xian, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp.
A purple light shot out from Tang San's eyes.
Fang Xian slightly raised his hand to block the purple light.
-1.
Fang Xian: ? ? ?
Tang San: ? ? ?
Tang Xiaowu: ? ? ?
The women: ? ? ?
One point of damage floated out from Fang Xian's palm, instantly creating an awkward situation.
For the dignified leader of a sect to take action to teach a boy who has only recently awakened his powers a lesson, and to only deal 1 point of damage, would be a complete disgrace if word got out.
He knew Fang Xian was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.
If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have wanted this show of force.
Fortunately, Tang San was a worldly person, and his face remained calm, as if nothing had happened.
"Fang Xian, right?"
Fang Xian admired Tang San's thick skin; he was truly shameless.
For Tang Xiaowu's sake, he still had to give her face.
Hello, Uncle.
"Yes, please come in and have a seat."
Tang San turned around and walked into the central courtyard.
The atrium is quite spacious and furnished with essential furniture such as tables and chairs.
After everyone took their seats, Tang Xiaowu skillfully poured tea for everyone.
Tang San picked up the porcelain teacup and took a small sip.
He put down his teacup and looked at Fang Xian with a serious expression.
"Fang Xian, do you know why our Tang Clan has been hiding in this place all this time?"
Tang San's sudden question, which seemed to come out of nowhere, truly baffled Fang Xian.
"I don't know, please tell me, Uncle."
"Actually, our Tang Clan is located here to prevent the invasion of the 'Strange Race'."
Upon hearing Tang San's words, Fang Xian and the others frowned slightly.
The monsters in the "Ghost Money Dungeon" and "Experience Dungeon" that Fang Xian visited before all belonged to the "Strange Race".
I never expected that the Tang Sect would bear such a heavy burden. But the "Strange Race" is clearly a product of the dungeon. Could they possibly travel to the human world?