One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Old man! Who are you calling a rabbit spirit?!"

Xiao Wu, speaking in a loud and domineering voice, pointed to his own nose:

"I am none other than Master Wu of Changbai Mountain! Today, I am here to attend this banquet on behalf of our ancestors!"

"Look at your old arms and legs, can you even hold your liquor? Come on! I'm not going to fight you today, let's have a drink!"

As it spoke, the fat rabbit directly shoved the wine vat, which contained about half a pound of Maotai, at Lu Jin's face.

Lu Jin was provoked by a rabbit, and with her fiery temper, she couldn't hold back.

"Hey! Do you think I'd let a hairy rabbit like you look down on me today? Drink up!"

Old Master Lu rolled up his sleeves, picked up his wine glass, and clinked it against Xiao Wu's.

A man and a rabbit actually started drinking contests right there at the dinner table.

Seeing Lu Jin's face turn red from being force-fed a rabbit, Zhang Tianyi, sitting in the main seat, slapped the old master's thigh with glee.

Just then.

"Cough cough."

An old man sitting to Zhang Tianyi's left slowly put down his bamboo chopsticks.

The short old man was wearing a blue Taoist robe, had gray hair, and a goatee on his chin.

He looked extremely relaxed, as if he could fall asleep at any moment.

Zhou Meng, the leader of the Wudang Sect.

Zhou Meng picked up a cup of tea, took a slow sip, and then waved to Wang Ye, who was pouring wine for each table.

"Xiao Ye, come here." Zhou Meng's voice wasn't loud, but it carried the authority of an elder.

Chapter 312 Congratulations on having a home!

Wang Ye was carrying two large wine jugs and was busy like a waiter.

Hearing that familiar voice sent a shiver down my spine.

He quickly put down the wine jug, scurried over to Zhou Meng, head bowed, looking as if he had done something wrong:

"Grand Tutor, did you call me?"

Zhou Meng looked Wang Ye up and down.

Looking at his welcome vest, which still had two oil stains on it, and then at his unusually energetic appearance, I noticed...

Zhou Meng let out a long sigh.

"You little monkey."

Zhou Meng shook his head, his tone a mixture of disappointment and amusement:

“Old man, I let you go down the mountain so that you can experience the world and find the path in your heart.”

"So, you've come all this way to Longhu Mountain to work as a waiter?"

"What? The food at Wudang Mountain doesn't suit your taste, so you insist on coming all the way to the Celestial Master's Mansion to serve tea and water?"

Wang Ye wore a bitter expression, secretly glancing at Zhang Tianyi, who was playing a drinking game with Guan Shihua, and muttered to himself:

"Grand Tutor, do you think I wanted this? ... It's just that I was outnumbered and forced into labor."

"fart!"

Zhang Tianyi, with his sharp ears, turned around and slapped Wang Ye on the back:

"Old Zhou, don't listen to this kid's nonsense."

"I'm training your Wudang disciples! Look how stable his stance is now, and how sharp his eyesight is."

In the past, he would have spent all day either sleeping or spacing out!

Zhang Tianyi pointed at Wang Ye and said to Zhou Meng with a righteous indignation:

"Let me tell you, this kid is really useful now. He can serve tea and water, carry sedan chairs, act as a navigator, he's an all-rounder."

"If you don't want Wudang Mountain anymore, just have him transfer his household registration and he can hold a nominal position at my Celestial Master's Mansion!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Meng did not get angry but laughed instead.

He stroked his goatee, looked at Wang Ye's discomfitured expression, and nodded with a chuckle:

"Since Master Tian Shu thinks so highly of you, then you should train well here."

"When you've mastered their decisive and efficient style, then you can come back to Wudang Mountain to see this old man."

"Grand Tutor! You can't abandon me!" Wang Ye was on the verge of tears.

Laughter continued at the table.

Tang Miaoxing, the leader of the Tang Clan, who was sitting not far away, slowly stood up.

This master assassin, whose word was law in the Sichuan region, was dressed in a very formal black robe today.

He was holding a full glass of wine, his back ramrod straight.

The Tang Clan has always operated in the shadows. As the sect leader, he was used to being vigilant and cautious, but on this occasion, his expression was more solemn and relaxed than ever before.

Tang Miaoxing walked step by step to Zhang Tianyi's side.

The sect leaders and the ten elders who had been talking loudly around Tang Miaoxing all fell silent and turned their gazes toward him.

Tang Miaoxing didn't say any polite nonsense.

He raised his wine glass with both hands and bowed deeply to Zhang Tianyi in front of all the heroes of the world.

"A real person."

Tang Miaoxing's voice was steady and resolute:

"In the battle of Tang Tomb, you not only saved my old life, but also preserved the century-old foundation and heritage of my Tang Clan."

"We, the members of the Tang Clan, are not good with words, nor do we like those hypocritical formalities."

Tang Miaoxing raised her head, her sharp eyes filled with openness and respect:

"This glass of wine represents the gratitude of all the disciples of the Tang Clan in Sichuan. I'll drink it!"

After saying that, Tang Miaoxing tilted his head back and drank the strong liquor in his cup in one gulp.

Without any unnecessary embellishment, it fully demonstrates the boldness and efficiency of a master.

Looking at the frank and open old assassin before him, Zhang Tianyi's smile deepened.

He didn't get up, but simply picked up the wine bowl in front of him and tapped the bottom of the bowl lightly on the table.

"Master Tang, you people of the Tang Clan live too tensely."

Zhang Tianyi looked at him, her tone casual yet comforting:

"Whether you're an assassin or a member of a reputable sect, since there is light in this world, there must be a place where shadows exist."

"The sun is shining so brightly today. Now that we're standing in the sunlight, let's stop thinking about those rules in the shadows."

Zhang Tianyi downed the wine in his bowl in one gulp and waved his hand dismissively:

"Relax, eat and drink as you please! You're an old man now, don't always make yourself unhappy!"

Tang Miaoxing was slightly taken aback, and then a rare, completely relaxed smile appeared on his usually serious old face.

"What you say is true. Today, let's talk about romance and not about the martial world!"

The conversation at the main table was lively and engaging.

And not far away, at a round table full of young men and women.

The art style, however, is a different kind of tranquility.

Chen Duo sat in the chair, and the moon-white robe she wore today made her look even cleaner and brighter.

Lu Linglong sat next to her, enthusiastically introducing each dish on the table to her.

"Sister Chen Duo, try this braised pork belly. It melts in your mouth and isn't greasy at all!"

Lu Linglong picked up a piece and put it on Chen Duo's plate.

On the other side of Chen Duo.

Feng Baobao continued her steady performance, focusing intently on her meal.

In front of her lay the large, solid gold goblet she had smuggled back from Nathan Island.

She now uses this thing as her livelihood, taking it with her everywhere she goes.

Zhang Chulan walked over carrying a plate of freshly cut watermelon. Seeing Feng Baobao's nonchalant attitude, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Sister Bao'er, do you really have to use this dry rice? This is just too weird!"

Feng Baobao ignored Zhang Chulan's teasing.

She slurped up a big mouthful of noodles, her cheeks bulging, and swallowed it with satisfaction.

Then, she turned her head and looked at Chen Duo sitting next to her.

"Chen Duo".

Feng Baobao's voice was as calm as ever, and her big eyes were crystal clear.

Chen Duo turned her head and looked at her with some confusion.

Feng Baobao casually wiped the oil off her hands on Zhang Chulan's clothes, eliciting a scream from Zhang Chulan.

Then, like an older sister, she gently patted Chen Duo's shoulder twice.

“The place you used to live was too dark, there was no good food, and you were treated like an insect.”

Feng Baobao looked into Chen Duo's eyes and said very seriously:

"Now that you've found a home, that's great. The food on this mountain is delicious, and your master is a fierce and ruthless god, so no one will dare to bully you anymore."

She pushed the plate of braised pork on the table toward Chen Duo:

"Eat more. Congratulations! You're a family person now."