Tang An didn't expect that within the sa day, he would et the sa person twice, and this person had just beaten him up.
This scene, this atmosphere, made Tang An feel extrely bewildered, and clearly, he had also heard the words his subordinates said just now.
Unconsciously, a sense of fear welled up in Tang An's heart again. This person was just too formidable when it ca to fighting.
"Sir, here's your room card."
The receptionist handed the room card to Ren Feng.
Ren Feng withdrew his gaze, took the room card, and went upstairs on his own. He didn't want to engage with Tang An, and as for any tricks up the opponent's sleeve, would a Peak of the Tripod Realm master be afraid of an ordinary person's sches?
Seeing Ren Feng's back, the fear in Tang An's eyes quickly turned to resentnt, filled with hatred.
He actually stayed in my hotel; this makes things much easier!
"Young master, you see, we..."
One of his subordinates started to speak.
"You what? Can you beat him? A bunch of useless people." Tang An said coldly.
"Yes, young master is right."
Tang An thought for a mont, then turned his head and said, "The Sect Leader sent out to welco a few other martial arts clans visiting the Tang Sect. When are they arriving?"
"I think it's tomorrow morning."
"Be specific!"
"It's tomorrow morning."
"Okay, leave one person to watch over him, don't let him leave, and the rest of you co with to the airport tomorrow to welco those martial arts grandmasters."
Tang An's face was grim. He was contemplating letting soone else do the dirty work for him. The Tang Sect and these martial arts clans had good relations, so having them teach Ren Feng a lesson wouldn't be difficult.
Let's see you get through another night!
...
Eleven sat quietly in the seat, the clouds outside the plane window quickly drifting by.
The plane was about to land at Tianfu City Airport. It was a flight reached after a transfer at Yanjing.
Before long, the plane stopped, and Eleven and the others stood up, grabbed their belongings, and prepared to disembark.
With Eleven, there were also a few people with prominent temples, so middle-aged n, so young n, and even so won.
The group disembarked the plane and reached the airport exit, where they imdiately saw Tang An waiting outside.
"Mr. Zhang, over here!"
Seeing the group, Tang An imdiately signaled his subordinates to wave a sign.
Tang An wore a smile as he watched them approach.
"So it's Tang An. Looks like Mr. Tang sent you to greet us this ti," the clan mbers said with a smile.
"Yes, please follow ." Tang An smiled and said, "Let's head to the hotel first, then we'll proceed to the Tang Sect."
As Tang An was speaking, suddenly Eleven walked past, catching his eye.
This woman is beautiful.
He gestured to his subordinate to follow her, while he led the martial arts mbers to the hotel.
"Ladies and gentlen, visiting the Tang Sect at this level, would you like to do so sightseeing?" Tang An asked with a smile, "If needed, I can be your tour guide."
"That's thoughtful. The juniors might need it, but for us older folks, it's unnecessary," Mr. Zhang said with a laugh.
The group chatted along the way and soon reached the hotel. To Tang An's surprise, the woman from earlier stepped out of a taxi and stopped at the hotel entrance.
What a coincidence, Tang An thought, a bit stirred inside, but then he saw the woman walk in and embrace a man.
The sa man from yesterday!
Tang An's jealousy flared up even more, and he felt his gaze slightly distorted.
"Tired from the journey?"
Ren Feng asked softly.
"Not tired."
Ren Feng nodded, intending to take Eleven to the reception desk, but then he saw Tang An standing outside with a group of people.
Tang An was just about to figure out how to speak when suddenly Mr. Zhang's eyes narrowed beside him.
"That person looks so familiar."
Tang An's heart leaped with joy; it seed he wouldn't need to speak after all.
The martial arts mbers also looked at Ren Feng, and one of them asked, "Mr. Zhang, do you know him?"
"I think I've seen him before, but I sowhat forget," Mr. Zhang said, frowning. "But he indeed looks very familiar."
Mr. Zhang squinted at Ren Feng, then suddenly, sothing flashed in his mind—he rembered!
Back at Shaolin, soone stood out among the heroes, stealing the spotlight. Could his figure resemble this person?
Upon realizing this, Mr. Zhang's breathing quickened. He took a deep breath and walked over to Ren Feng.
Tang An's heart was filled with joy. It seed these people might cause trouble for Ren Feng without him having to lift a finger!
The martial arts mbers looked at Mr. Zhang, and at this mont, Mr. Zhang walked briskly to Ren Feng and respectfully asked, "Are you Mr. Ren?"
Only one person held the title Mr. Ren, and that was Ren Feng.
Ren Feng looked at him and asked calmly, "And who are you?"
It's really Mr. Ren!
A look of delight appeared on Mr. Zhang's face, and he imdiately bowed with his fists cupped, "I am Zhang Jianliang, Sect Leader of the Celestial Sect, here to et Mr. Ren!"
The other martial arts mbers outside suddenly froze.
What is Mr. Zhang doing?
Even more stunned was Tang An. The delight on his face faded to shock in an instant. What, what is going on?
Why would Mr. Zhang offer such a grand gesture to a young man?
This is completely different from what he imagined. Tang An originally thought Mr. Zhang might hold a grudge against the other party, but didn't expect him to imdiately pay respects!
Given Mr. Zhang's seniority and age, he had so renown in the martial world, and to bow to this young man—it's truly bewildering.
The surrounding martial arts mbers, after hesitating for a while, finally reacted.
"Wait a minute, did Mr. Zhang just say Mr. Ren?"
"I think that's correct, it's Mr. Ren!"
"My God, could he really be the person from that day?"
These people inhaled sharply, and under Tang An's watchful eyes, they quickly walked up to Ren Feng, bowed, and cupped their fists, "We are here to et Mr. Ren!"
The title of Mr. Ren wasn't given lightly; eting him was like eting a master. Ren Feng's act of avenging the Rebirth Sect by storming Shaolin was a bold move that earned their deep admiration.
Tang An was completely dumbfounded as he watched these martial arts seniors bow before Ren Feng.
What on earth is going on?
Have they all abandoned their seniority?
He stood there dazed, and his subordinates were the sa, seemingly unable to comprehend.
The other martial arts elders whom even he had to treat with respect were bowing to this young man about his age; it was simply unbelievable.
Moreover, the young man seed completely at ease, with no sense of incongruity on his face.
They must be crazy, absolutely crazy!
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