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Chapter 682 Song Xiangyang (2 Chapters)
At 07:30 in the evening, Wu Di and Hu Lijing came to a tea house with an elegant environment.

The decoration of the tea house is very luxurious, but it is extremely low-key. If you are not a person who is very familiar with luxury goods, you will definitely not be able to see where the decoration materials are.

The tea house is three stories high, and its style is the same as that of the inn in ancient times.

The first floor is the lobby, and boxes have been set up on the second and third floors.

The higher the floor, the higher the level, and the private rooms on the third floor where you can see the Xiangsi Lake on the opposite side are the most expensive, and the teahouses for non-top power and high-level people would rather be empty than give in.

"Good evening, Manager Hu."

"Sister Jing, who is the handsome guy next to you? You're not in love, are you?"

Every guest in the teahouse is either rich or noble.

Seeing Hu Lijing leading Wu Di came in, many people who were drinking tea in the lobby greeted her, obviously they knew this female fairy.

Hu Lijing also smiled slightly, as a response to their greetings.

"arrive."

Hu Lijing brought Wu Di to a private room called Xiangyun Pavilion, and gently reminded Wu Di.

There were two bodyguards standing at the door, neither of them were very strong, they were only four or five heavy.

When they saw Hu Lijing, they greeted them respectfully, and also smiled at Wu Di.

From such a small action, Wu Di could see that Hu Lijing was more important in the position of the Young Master than the two personal bodyguards.

"Big boy."

Hu Lijing walked in and greeted her softly.

In the private room, a young man in his thirties was lazily lying on the sofa, reading the Beijing Evening News with one leg crossed.

He wears eyes, a modern shirt, and a Hermès belt gleaming around his waist.

If no one introduced him, no one would suspect that the young man in front of him had any connection with the Good Fortune Sect of the Ancient Martial Arts School, and would definitely regard him as a successful entrepreneur.

"Ok?"

Wu Di frowned suddenly, because he caught the young master and smelled a dangerous aura.

Although he didn't have the slightest aura of a warrior, Wu Di felt that the young master wanted to kill him like an ant.

"Could it be that he is actually a cultivator, but he just used some advanced concealment method to cover up his breath?"

Wu Di frowned suspiciously, muttering in his heart.

His intuition has always been good, it is the sense of crisis formed by fighting on the battlefield for a long time.

Without this consciousness, Wu Di would probably be five feet high with the grass on his grave.

In addition, Fortune Sect is one of the five sects with the same reputation as Shaolin Wudang, so it is not uncommon to have some profound and hidden methods.

Just like Zhang Xiaoxiao of the Emei faction back then, he was very inconspicuous in the team, and he didn't expose himself until he encountered the threat of death from Purgatory Shura and others.

Wu Di felt that the coercion and fear brought to him by the young master of Good Fortune Gate were more terrifying than Yin Tianxiao or even those two innate late-stage killers a few days ago.

"Could it be that he is also an acquired monster?"

Wu Di murmured in his heart in doubt.

If the Young Master of Fortune Gate wasn't an acquired monster, the coercion he brought to Wu Di would not have been so strong.

Wu Di had even encountered the late Xiantian stage, and he was able to escape from their hands. It can be said that there is almost no psychological pressure.

……

"coming."

Hearing the words, the Young Master of Good Fortune Gate raised his head and slowly glanced at Hu Lijing and Wu Di who were coming.

He put the newspaper in his hand aside, looked at Wu Di with bright eyes, and said with a smile: "Hi, Wu Di, I've heard of your name for a long time, it's really not as good as being famous!"

"Master, you are joking." Wu Di responded with a smile, "The reputation of Good Fortune Gate resounds throughout the ancient martial arts world. It is rumored that the master of the sect has supernatural powers. Young Master, you even explained what it means to be a tiger father without dog son!"

In fact, Wu Di didn't know what happened to Song Xiangyang. He used to go to Good Fortune Gate to buy pills.

Wu Di was even less interested in gossip, such as what kind of sensational things did young master XX do.

Unless Jiang Yuqian is a well-known dandy in the capital, you don't need to know what kind of person he is from the comments of others.

The reason why Wu Di praised Song Xiangyang so much was to flatter him.

Who made him Wu Di's boss in the future?
Kissing?

Who doesn't love a good shot?
Sure enough, when Song Xiangyang heard what Wu Di said, he immediately showed an uncomfortable smile, and said modestly: "Haha, I am so embarrassed by what you said. You didn't make any contribution to Good Fortune Gate, but you did it for the country and the people." I have paid too much, I should learn from you."

"Young Master really thinks highly of me." Wu Di also smiled modestly.

He didn't expect that the young master of Good Fortune Gate would be so talkative, without any airs.

In Wu Di's mind, he had envisioned countless times the scene where the two of them would meet, and prepared Song Xiangyang, like those second-generation ancestors who are superior, always showing a superior appearance and speaking in an unpredictable tone on purpose.

"Hahaha--"

Song Xiangyang raised his head and laughed loudly, using laughter to end the topic of mutual flattery.

With a stagnant smile, he stretched out his hand to Wu Di and said, "Brother Wu, I feel extremely honored that you, the former wolf warrior ace, joined our Creation Gate."

"I'm also very honored to be a member of Good Fortune Gate." Wu Di replied with a smile without humility.

Sitting next to Song Xiangyang, Hu Lijing was an elegant tea maker, playing the role of a maid.

"you're good."

Song Xiangyang's eyes fell on Wu Di, and he praised sincerely: "I have carefully observed your resume. You are a person with a leadership temperament, and his record is very brilliant. Back then, the wolf warriors of your era, as long as you reported your name, It can scare the hearts of mercenaries and terrorists."

"Ha ha."

Wu Di smiled modestly, and changed the subject and asked: "I just joined Good Fortune Gate and I don't know much about many rules and work. I don't know how you want to arrange me?"

"You are a high-level talent. Li Jing finally pulled you in, and she will definitely not let you do ordinary jobs."

Song Xiangyang smiled slightly and said, "Why don't you manage the New World Health Club?"

"Ah—" Wu Di widened his eyes, looking slightly surprised.

What he hates the most is going to the new world to develop a club, where the girls are more beautiful than the last, and they speak very nicely, the type who can easily get angry.

But every one of them has been led badly by Hu Lijing. They are weakened versions of vixen, who will take the initiative to cast demons on people.

Where would Wu Di be a big man to be an administrator, and he was so handsome, it would be no wonder they didn't swallow his bones.

He still vividly remembers the last scene, and he absolutely doesn't want to go through it again.

If he had to live this cruel and inhuman life every day, Wu Di believed that he would wither.

"Why, don't you want to?" Song Xiangyang frowned, looking at Wu Di with strange eyes and asked.

(End of this chapter)