Lord of the night.

Chapter 919: Yan Nan receives an audience [Additional chapter 46 for the Golden Alliance madman]

Yan Nan was very depressed and took Sun Wutian out first. He saw Bi Changhong complaining to the director of the General Affairs Department with a frustrated look on his face: "I am also the deputy chief leader. What's wrong with the soul being divided? Is this reasonable? I, the deputy chief leader, have been deprived of my right to attend meetings..."

It's amazing to see this guy still having the nerve to complain non-stop.

Yan Nan's old hatreds and new hatreds suddenly surged into his heart, and he shouted, "Sun Wutian!"

Sun Wutan suddenly jumped up and turned into a ball of black mist that completely entangled Bi Changhong.

Yan Nan strode forward and grabbed Bi Changhong's hair.

The palm burst into five colors.

Soul-Shocking Palm!
It fell down with a loud bang!
Gritting teeth.

You really like having your soul split, so today I’m going to use the Soul-Shocking Palm to cure this problem for you!

Bi Changhong's screams sounded in a non-human voice.

Rumble…

After Yan Nan and Sun Wutan left, Chen Gu and others came out of the meeting room, only to see a mass of rotten meat wriggling on the ground.

That's Bi Changhong.

"How cruel!"

Chen Gu and others were greatly shocked. They didn't expect that Fifth Brother would take such a heavy hand this time!

Then everyone walked over, and when they passed by Bi Changhong, they punched and kicked him mercilessly.

Anyway, he doesn't know who hit him now...

A circle kick.

After the fight, everyone left.

He shook his head and sighed, "Fifth Brother beat Sixth Brother so hard today... Tsk tsk, anyone who hears about it is sad and anyone who sees it will cry..."

……

Yan Nan brought Sun Wutan into the study, and Sun Wutan looked very satisfied.

"It feels so good! I've been wanting to beat him up for a long time!"

"He's been complaining for ten thousand years, relying on a broken soul. Today, he finally got his revenge. Fifth brother, when will you beat him up again?"

Sun Wutan kept muttering to himself all the way as he followed Yan Nan into the study, still savoring the past.

He clenched his fists and looked at his knuckles, recalling the feeling of punching Bi Changhong in the face. The more he thought about it, the more comfortable he felt.

Although Yan Nan was angry, he aimed his Soul-Shocking Palm at other places, but Sun Wutian didn't hit anywhere else, but just hit him in the face.

And mouth!

"Damn it, will Duan Xiyang treat me to drinking for a year this time?" Sun Wutan muttered to himself.

"okay."

Yan Nan glared and said, "Let's talk business."

"The Night Demon has broken through the Saint King?"

"Breakthrough."

"How did you break through?"

"I gave him some resources, and this kid trained himself to a breakthrough."

When talking about this matter, Sun Wutan felt a little proud.

Because he knew how rare this kind of thing was.

Sure enough, Yan Nan's eyes became fixed: "Did you break through after practicing hard?"

"Yeah, it's just like when Duan Xiyang broke through to become a Saint Lord."

Yan Nan couldn't help showing a hint of appreciation on his stern face: "Are you done?"

Sun Wutian took a look and said, "Okay."

"Let him out."

Yannan Road.

Fang Che felt his body sway, and then his eyes became bright. He then discovered that it was actually a study room. Before he could say anything, he saw Yan Nan.

"I am Night Demon, here to see Vice Chief Master Yan!"

Fang Che saluted hurriedly.

Yan Nan's expression became more amiable than ever before. He looked Fang Che's body up and down and saw the flow of his spiritual energy. A faint smile of satisfaction appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Night demon, wake up."

Yan Nan said with a pleasant expression, and then ordered: "Old Sun, make some tea."

Sun Wutian rolled his eyes, and Fang Che hurriedly said, "Don't dare, don't dare..."

"You stay here."

Sun Wutian rolled his eyes and said, "You don't even know where Vice-Chief Master Yan keeps his good tea leaves, how can you be so busy?"

As he spoke, he skillfully walked around to the back of Yan Nan's desk, opened the drawer from the bottom, and took out a box of tea. As soon as he opened the tea box, Fang Che suddenly felt his mind clearer.

Yan Nan's facial muscles twitched, and he cursed, "You really are good at letting your disciple take advantage of you. I can't even bear to drink this tea myself!"

Sun Wutian laughed and said, "If we put it in any longer, it will expire. What a waste."

Take out the tea leaves, condense the spiritual energy into hot water, and start soaking.

He casually threw the tea can to Fang Che: "Take it and drink it. The ancestor doesn't have anything good to give you, just a box of tea."

Yan Nan said sinisterly: "Sun Wutian, you are so generous!"

"I've always been generous."

Sun Wutan chuckled, and the aroma of tea was already wafting into the air.

Seeing Fang Che holding the tea box with a bewildered look on his face, Yan Nan couldn't help but stare at him, then sighed dejectedly: "Your ancestor has given it to you, so just keep it. This tea is called Origin Tea, do you understand? Even for Dongfang Sansan, this tea has a great effect on him, but he has never smelled the slightest fragrance in his life."

When Fang Che heard this, he immediately put it away and said respectfully, "Thank you, Vice-Chief Master, for the reward!"

Yan Nan sighed helplessly: "Sun Wutian has never tasted this from me... Chen Gu and others have hardly tasted it... In ten thousand years, only five kilograms of tea leaves have been produced... This is my last can."

Obviously extremely heartbroken.

Fang Che had a silly smile on his face. But the tea can was in the space, so he would never say no again.

What if he tells it out and Yi Yannan takes it back now? Although such a big shot shouldn't do such a thing, this tea Fangche wants to keep for Dongfang Sansan.

There's no risk at all.

The tea is ready.

Yan Nan asked him to sit down, but Fang Che was so nervous that he sat halfway and stretched his butt.

Sun Wutan was not polite at all. He picked up his cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Yan Nan laughed and scolded, "You, the ancestor, are not polite to me, even more casual than in his own home. Fang Che, you should drink it too, try my tea... Hey, if I want to drink this tea, I have to wait another 1,600 years... Sun Wutian, you are such a bastard."

Sun Wutian chuckled: "That's Fifth Brother giving me face."

At the same time, I feel happy.

Yan Nan's reputation has skyrocketed with this move.

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It fully demonstrates his status in the orthodox religion!

And the closeness with Yannan.

This is done for Fang Che to see.

As for why we do this, those who understand will understand.

Fang Che naturally understood, and looked at Sun Wutian with admiration, and said obediently: "The Grandmaster has always said that Deputy Chief Master Yan often scolded him. I never thought that the Grandmaster actually said the opposite."

Yan Nan couldn't help but look at him with a new respect.

The emotional intelligence displayed by Night Demon's two sentences is extremely high.

If it were an ordinary person, he would say something like "The Grandmaster often mentions Vice-Chief Yan and has great respect for you." He thought it was appropriate and used it to get closer to them.

It is indeed very appropriate, but the effect is far inferior to Fang Che's two sentences.

Scold often!

It is in stark contrast to the current casualness.

Highlight Sun Wutan’s respect for Yan Nan.

Yan Nan laughed and said, "Your ancestor only said that I scolded him, but he didn't say why he was disrespectful in front of me? Why did he slam my table and grab my things?"

"hey-hey……"

Fang Che smirked.

Highlight an innocence.

"What a smart guy."

Yan Nan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, and said to Sun Wutian: "Wutian, your disciple is much stronger than you."

Sun Wutian's old face was full of chrysanthemums, and he said reservedly: "That's right, if he is not as good as me, then why should I recognize him?"

"Virtue!"

Yan Nan cursed with a smile.

Then he said, "Night Demon, drink it. Remember, any tea tastes bad when it's cold."

Fang Che nodded respectfully, bowed, then carefully picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. He felt his mind suddenly become clear, as if he had just woken up from a dream and then been poured with a basin of ice water.

The spiritual consciousness fluctuated slightly, inexplicable energy slowly seeped into the meridians, the dantian became calmer, and the original vitality suddenly increased!
Fang Che suppressed his excitement.

No wonder this tea is called Origin Tea, its benefits to the origin are so huge.

I just took a sip.

At the same time, I was thinking about Yan Nan's words. Yan Nan's words seemed to have a deep meaning: Any tea will taste bad when it is cold?
What is this a reminder to myself?
For three full cups of tea, Yan Nan and Sun Wutan kept chatting about this and that, talking about some extremely light-hearted things.

After Fang Che drank three cups of tea, he felt his body was full. Although his true energy did not increase at all, he inexplicably felt that his body seemed to be much younger.

It is a kind of solid feeling that even I can clearly feel.

Although there was no increase in spiritual energy, the Saint King realm that he had just broken through had been completely stabilized.

"Thank you, Vice Chief Master Yan, and thank you, Grandmaster."

Fang Che bowed profusely to thank him.

Sun Wutan glanced at Yan Nan, a hint of pride on his face: I said this kid understands.

Yan Nanhui gave him a look that showed a hidden lack of interest: Everyone knows that this is the time specially reserved for him, why are you showing off?

Sun Wutan laughed.

"Get up."

Yan Nan said: "Although there are many places for the three worlds this time, every place needs to be fought for. Although I specifically asked your ancestor to bring you here, if your fighting power is not enough to make the list, I can't force you in."

Fang Che smiled with great confidence and said, "Yes! ... I dare to ask, can you kill someone in a duel?"

Sun Wutan laughed out loud.

Yan Nan was speechless: "Do you think you don't have enough enemies?"

"No."

Fang Che said respectfully: "The main reason is that I have just made a breakthrough, and all I have learned in my life are killing skills, and I have no sparring skills. If we were to spar, I am afraid I might not be a match for others; but if I can kill, I am not afraid of anyone!"

Yan Nan and Sun Wutan were both experts in martial arts, so they naturally understood that what Fang Che said made sense.

"You can kill!"

Yan Nan said with a serious face: "But you have to be aware of it!"

"Yes."

Yan Nan said: "How does it feel to break through to Saint King?"

"..." Fang Che hesitated for a moment and told the truth: "This time, the pleasure of the breakthrough and the increase in strength are not as great as the pain of the breakthrough."

Yan Nan and Sun Wutan burst out laughing.

Thinking about this guy who started from the initial stage of the ninth level of Saint and forced his way through to the Saint King, he was extremely happy.

If you can still feel good after doing this, it's really funny...

(End of this chapter)