There were quite a lot of people, all gathered in a hall.
The hall was big enough for five forces, each with nearly a hundred people.
There were about five hundred people in the hall.
After all, everyone was familiar with each other. Therefore, the young people gathered together, and the old people gathered together.
They ate and chatted at the same time. The atmosphere was good.
"Why didn't Jing Yuan come?"
Asked a young man from Fiery Saint Palace.
"He was defeated by this person, so he doesn't need to come," Gang Wu said, pointing at Qinchuan.
"Oh, I didn't realize there was a newcomer. What's your name?" The young man said to Qinchuan. His tone was condescending, as if he was higher than Qinchuan.
Qinchuan acted as if he didn't hear anything. He ate slowly and poured himself a glass of wine.
The young man was actually ignoring Qinchuan, but Qinchuan ignored him. Everyone knew what the young man's goal was. Fiery Saint Palace and Golden Saint Palace didn't get along.
Among the five elements, fire restrained metal. Fiery Saint Palace suppressed Golden Saint Palace in all aspects. Fiery Saint Palace was a little arrogant, which was shown by the young man's actions.
This time, the young man also wanted to humiliate Qinchuan and show off.
This was a trick he always liked to use.
But Qinchuan ignored him, which put the young man in an awkward position. He looked at Qinchuan awkwardly.
The people from Fiery Saint Palace didn't take it. Another young man looked at Qinchuan and said, "The newcomer from Golden Saint Palace doesn't know his manners. I don't like it."
At this time, Zhou Kang, who was sitting next to Qinchuan, smiled and touched Qinchuan.
Qinchuan looked up, "What's wrong?"
The people from Fiery Saint Palace wanted to strangle Qinchuan to death.
"A friend from Fiery Saint Palace greets you again," Zhou Kang smiled.
"Oh, hello. I didn't notice just now. Sorry, sorry," Qinchuan said enthusiastically.
Many people were dumbfounded.
"Newcomer, you don't know your manners. I don't like it," the man said again.
Qinchuan looked at him blankly, then looked at Zhou Kang: "Who is he, does he like men? I don't like men, and I don't want to be liked by him. It's too disgusting. What kind of people are they? They're morally corrupt! "
Puff!
Tian Qing Ge smiled and looked at Qinchuan. That warm gaze could melt a person, and Qinchuan just so happened to meet that gaze.
Qinchuan was shocked. Her eyes were really as soft as water, making Qinchuan a little reluctant to look away.
The eyes were the window to the soul. The communication between two people was actually the collision of their eyes. Without eyes, it was as if there was no soul.
Tianqing Ge's beautiful eyes became misty as she looked at Qinchuan in a daze. Her gaze was complicated as if she wanted to entangle Qinchuan.
Qinchuan felt it and was slightly shocked.
But at that moment, the man slapped the table.
Pa!
The sound was really loud. Qinchuan slowly turned his head and looked at the red-faced teen.
The teen felt like he had been greatly insulted. He stared at Qinchuan and said, "You went too far, I want you to apologize."
"I am sorry for revealing your privacy. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else," Qinchuan said seriously.
So sincere!
The teen looked at Qinchuan's sincere expression and felt like vomiting blood. He looked at Qinchuan angrily, "I want to challenge you!"
"I don't want to fight you. I am afraid that bad news will spread and affect my reputation. Please understand, I am not looking down on you. Really, although I don't like gay people, I respect them," Qinchuan said with sincerity and determination.
Tianqing Ge laughed so hard that tears came out.
Many people around were like that but there were also people who were angry, such as those from Fire Saint Palace.
The teen's face was red and his breathing was chaotic. His body trembled and he clenched his fists as he stared at Qinchuan.
"What is it?" At that moment, a middle-aged man walked over.
The Fire Saint Palace teen's slapping of the table had shocked everyone around and someone had told the elders.
"He-He-He is too much!" The Fire Saint Palace teen spat out these words.
The elder heard what had happened and told everyone to calm down and not fight over such a small matter. When he left, he looked at Qinchuan and smiled, "Young people have a good mouth!"
Qinchuan acted as if he hadn't heard anything.
The teen didn't dare to provoke Qinchuan anymore. He couldn't use his hands and could only use his mouth. He felt like he would be angered to death by Qinchuan.
"You have a good mouth!" Tianqing Ge smiled.
Just then, a teen from Fire Saint Palace laughed coldly and said, "Yeah, I have a good mouth. Women all like good mouths."
"Looks like this one is experienced," Qinchuan said calmly.
"We're all men. If you're so good, don't be like a woman who only uses her mouth. You're like a shrew and you're so happy," the arrogant teen said with disdain.
"You can talk back if you use your mouth," Qinchuan said with disdain.
That was cruel. If you used your mouth, you could talk back, but if you used your hands, you'd probably get beaten up.
"Come on, don't talk big. Let's go out and fight," the teen who had been angered by Qinchuan couldn't help but speak again.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to fight you. I'm not discriminating against you, I just don't want my reputation to be affected," Qinchuan said politely.
Everyone could tell that Qinchuan was trying to anger him, but the other couldn't help it.
"You're too much, too much. I'm going to kill you …" The teen was going crazy.
But luckily, someone pulled him back.
Qinchuan was very calm, as if this had nothing to do with him.
Tianqing Ge smiled and said, "You're amazing. I think he'll be traumatized for the rest of his life. But he deserves it. People like him always want to step on others."
"I don't care, I'm just telling the truth," Qinchuan said seriously.
Tianqing Ge smiled like a flower. "You're the best!"
Qinchuan laughed.
The day passed just like that.
The next day, Five Element Holy Palace's martial arts exchange began.
Each of the five clans sent one person to be the judge. A handsome young man from Water Saint Palace was the judge and host for today.
To be able to host such a martial arts exchange, they were all geniuses. Their appearances were also top notch, representing the face of a clan.
"My name is Shui Long, and I'm very happy to stand here and welcome everyone. Speaking of which, we're all from the Holy Palace, so we're like a family. Alright, I won't say anything else. The old rules are still the same. When sparring, blades and swords have no eyes. Injuries and deaths are unavoidable, but you're not allowed to intentionally cripple or kill. Our martial arts exchange is very loose, so there's no sect winning or losing. This is just a platform for everyone to discuss freely.