Chapter 1355: Cleverly Setting the Fish Hook

"I'm Bai Chen. I'm from the East. Nice to meet you!" Bai Chen narrowed his eyes with a smile, showing off his elegant demeanor.

"Dongtu? What is that place?" Zhang Wenyuan had never heard of it.

Jiang Wucheng and others were also confused, shaking their heads frequently.

"Hmph, never mind it!" Zhang Wenyuan looked at Bai Chen again, with anger bursting out of his eyes: "I don't care where you come from, but you'd better listen to me clearly. Our Tianshi Mansion is one of the three patron saints of the royal family. , If you want to make false rumors to sow discord between us and the royal family, then you can give up this stupid idea! "

"I'm just saying, it's not a crime for those who don't know. Why should you be nervous?" Bai Chen turned around and stared at the lake, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking very cool.

"you……!"

The first time someone spoke in front of him, he actually turned his back. Zhang Wenyuan, who had been domineering in Beiju since he was a child, how could he stand such a cowardly attitude.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant!"

Zhang Wenyuan raised his big hand and grabbed Bai Chen's shoulder.

Seeing this, Han Miaomiao clenched her hands tightly and looked at Xiaoyou with her beautiful eyes.

Sure enough, Xiaoyou dodged and grabbed Zhang Wenyuan's wrist.

"What!"

He didn't expect that this ordinary little maid could have weird movements that even he couldn't see clearly. Zhang Wenyuan was shocked, and his face suddenly darkened.

"You don't know what you can do!"

boom!

A burst of spiritual power suddenly rose from Zhang Wenyuan's body, and as his expression condensed, he forced his wrists hard.

However, Xiaoyou still squeezed his wrist tightly. In an instant, the heartbreaking pain from his wrist made Zhang Wenyuan's face twitch.

"In the One-Star Reincarnation Realm, who is overestimating his abilities?"

Xiaoyou raised her cold eyes slightly. To deal with people in this realm, she didn't need to summon the Red Flame Divine Turtle.

In the reincarnation realm, among ordinary practitioners, one would definitely be considered a master, but in front of the Chenyao Sword Sect, it was not worth mentioning at all.

"Xiaoyou, let go."

"Yes, sir!"

As soon as Xiaoyou gave away his palm, Zhang Wenyuan hurriedly stepped back, looked down at the bruised handprint on his wrist, and his face became ferocious several times.

But he is not a fool. With such an extraordinary maid beside him, the person in front of him must not be simple!

"Mr. Zhang, I really don't understand, where does a useless person like you get the confidence to show off to Miss Xueting?" Bai Chen turned around again, and what he said almost made Zhang Wenyuan vomit blood.

He was originally jealous of Bai Chen sitting next to Long Xueting, but now when he heard what Bai Chen said, he became even more angry: "You say I'm worthless? Boy, a strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake. In this Beiju Luzhou, there is no one else." You dare to fight against me!"

"Why does no one dare to go against you?" Bai Chen frowned deeply, as if he was confused.

His innocent look fell into Han Miaomiao's eyes and made her burst into laughter.

This time, it was probably the first time in Zhang Wenyuan's life that someone had angered him face to face, and he was so angry that he had no power to fight back.

Jiang Wucheng, who was hiding behind Zhang Wenyuan, suddenly lit up. Isn't this the time to please his master?

Thinking about the future of his family's business, Jiang Wucheng suddenly took courage until Bai Chen said: "Hey! Are you qualified to criticize our brother Zhang? In Luzhou, Beiju, as long as Brother Zhang stamps his feet, Beiju will be shaken. Three earthquakes, as long as Brother Zhang breathes a sigh of relief, it will rain heavily even on sunny days. Who are you, and why are you fighting with our Brother Zhang?"

"That's right!" The bunch of losers behind also agreed at this time.

Someone came to support him. Zhang Wenyuan, who was originally blushing, suddenly straightened up, as if he had regained his majesty as a man, and raised his chin to the sky again.

Seeing that these dandy boys were still using their wealthy background to show off their power in Xinglan Continent, where the strong were respected, Bai Chen smiled helplessly and said, "I, Mr. Bai, don't like to fight with others. But I really can’t understand your behavior. If you really want to fight, fight for whatever you want, won’t you all lose?”

"What?!"

Hearing Bai Chen's arrogant words, Jiang Wucheng was frightened for a moment.

Is this person really a strong man?

As if he had read through his mind, Bai Chen suddenly folded his fan and said, "To be honest, I don't actually know any martial arts, but it would be difficult for you to hurt me."

"So you don't know martial arts!" Jiang Wucheng breathed a sigh of relief again, and his fearful eyes instantly revealed a certain amount of contempt: "I'm just telling you, how can a poor scholar like you be a spiritual person? Look at that broken fan of yours, what’s the black paint on it?”

This fan was actually given to Bai Chen by Lao Xia before he left. Although the painting on it is a bit ugly, it was also painted by Lao Xia himself.

But in Bai Chen's eyes, this was regarded as a treasure, but in Jiang Wucheng's eyes, it was just disgusting garbage.

Turning his eyes slightly, Bai Chen suddenly opened his folding fan to the sun: "Some people are born with blind eyes. Naturally, they cannot tell what is a treasure and what is a humble product."

"Bah!" Zhang Wenyuan couldn't be more angry. Bai Chen's fan was obviously not made by a famous artist. If any painter had painted this thing, his ancestral graves would have been dug out!

"You brag and don't pay taxes, right? Xueting, you wouldn't consider such a low-class person as your friend?" Zhang Wenyuan casually took out the folding fan from his waist, and then slowly unfolded it: "You all see clearly, my fan is the original work of the painter Liu Qingfeng, and it is worth at least a thousand gold in the market. Of course, such a small amount of money is just a bowl of dog food for my Tianshi Mansion."

Fuck, your family spends a thousand gold as dog food? Who is bragging and doesn't pay taxes? Xiaoyou cursed in his heart, and his face remained indifferent.

Glancing at the ink painting on Zhang Wenyuan's folding fan, Bai Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled, and his fingers lightly stuck to the picture of the chicken eating rice on his folding fan: "Liu Qingfeng, this name seems to be a disabled person in our hometown, but I didn't expect that he would become a painter in your Aolai Empire."

"Do you know what a famous painting is!" Zhang Wenyuan listened more and more outrageous, and his old face was completely ashen.

When their eyes met, Bai Chen smiled and said calmly: "Does your mother know?"

"You!!"

"Okay, I won't argue with you. Anyway, I left the East and came to Beiju for the painting "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix". Tomorrow, I will get the painting from Tianxiang Pavilion and leave here."

After hearing Bai Chen's words, everyone's expression froze instantly.

"Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" is the work of the lost painting saint. In the Aolai Empire, it can be said that everyone, from centenarians to seven-year-old children, knows it!