Master, please don’t bring Feng Aotian back again!

Lin Li simply relied on his reputation as the eldest senior brother to negotiate a profitable deal with these simple people. Without affecting the business, he turned the inn into Changming's canteen.

Of course, Lin Li also has his own plans to make friends with the people.

To resist foreign aggression, one must first stabilize the internal situation. If Chang Mingzong's increasingly deteriorating reputation is to be changed, one must start from the surrounding areas.

There weren't many people in the inn at the moment, only about two or three tables of guests, and at the outermost edge were a group of rough guys who looked like they were not easy to mess with.

"Brother Lin."

Lin Li had just found a seat in the corner and hadn't had time to think about whether to eat rice noodles or rice vermicelli when a strange figure appeared right in front of him.

"It's Xiao Yun'er."

Lin Li nodded at the girl, and in return she gave him an even brighter smile.

Xiao Yun'er is the shopkeeper's daughter. She has two high ponytails and is already a graceful young lady, but the chubby face is still quite cute.

"You haven't come to eat much lately."

Different from Lin Li who was dressed in plain robe, Xiao Yun'er who was dressed very elegantly in a light gauze dress, now held her chin with both hands like the calyx of a flower, her big eyes that couldn't hide her thoughts flickered with a bit of loss.

"I have some things to deal with recently, so I will just settle them in the sect in the next few days."

Lin Li explained that the boy was quite patient towards this young girl who was good at sewing.

"Is it resolved now?"

Xiao Yuner leaned forward slightly, looking very caring.

Is it solved?

Lin Li didn't answer, but just smiled bitterly to himself. Rather than saying that the problem was solved, it would be more like a bigger trouble.

"No matter how many worries you have, don't starve yourself. Be nice to yourself when it comes to eating."

Xiao Yuner waved her fist seriously, then jumped off the chair while pinching the hem of her skirt:

"Hey, I'll ask my dad to make you a delicious dish so you can treat your stomach."

"Don't bother uncle..."

Before Lin Li could finish his words, Xiao Yuner disappeared in a flash.

Watching the energetic girl go away, Lin Li retracted his extended right hand and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In any case, his efforts over the past few days have not been in vain, and the relationship between Changmingzong and the surrounding people has indeed improved.

This is a good beginning.

boom!

The sudden loud bang of slamming the table made Lin Li frown. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that group of Jianghu people were spitting at the waiter fiercely:

"What? You dare to ask me for money? Do you know who I am? I am from Changming Sect!"

All the rough guys at the table stood up instantly, including a shirtless brute who intimidated the waiter.

The waiter had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that his mouth was trembling and he didn't know what to do.

The people at this table ate quite a lot of food. If we really let them dine for free, the inn would suffer a big loss today.

"But...but..."

"Well, you don't want to do business anymore after offending our Chang Ming, right?"

One of them rolled up his sleeves and was about to slap the waiter, but luckily the shopkeeper arrived quickly and quickly pulled away the boy who was almost in trouble.

"Sorry, Master Dao, he's new here and doesn't know the rules."

The old shopkeeper was in his fifties, hunched over, and spoke in a humble manner to the man.

It's just that the latter is taking advantage of it:

"What bad luck, meeting such a fool. Hey, shopkeeper, give us some silver, because we have to go on a long journey soon!"

Lin Li felt a surge of anger in his chest and his face instantly turned gloomy.

He never thought that a rat hole would be opened so blatantly at the foot of the mountain.

It's really dark under the lamp.

The young man was about to stand up and teach these bastards a lesson, but suddenly he heard a clear sound.

"It's because of bastards like you that Changming Sect has such a bad reputation!"

What surprised Lin Li was that the owner of the voice was actually Feng Aotian in the story.

Until I saw with my own eyes the hypocrite who was taking advantage of the power of others.

Bai Lanyu, who had just arrived at the inn, finally realized that the reason why Changming Sect was distorted by the outside world was because of these bad people.

"Where did this little yellow-haired girl come from to ruin my good deeds!"

The man raised his hand and hooked it, reaching straight towards Bai Lanyu, but the latter used her spiritual energy to guide his body and threw him to the side.

Qi cultivators still have an innate advantage over ordinary people.

boom!

"You're looking for death, aren't you?"

The man who fell on his back aroused the anger of the counterfeits, and they all drew their swords and rushed towards Bai Lanyu.

The unruly barbarian only cares about defeating the master with a random punch.

What's more, Bai Lanyu had just started to practice Qi now, so it was already very good that she could resist the pressure of weight and throw a person out.

Faced with the situation of being attacked by everyone, Bai Lanyu was like a boat in a strong wind, which might capsize at any time.

However, the person who escorted this light boat was Lin Li.

There was a flash of light that made people dizzy.

Lin Li, wearing a plain robe, has appeared in front of Bai Lanyu.

He twisted a man's joints with one hand and looked coldly at the fakes that were knocked to the ground.

"Brother!"

Bai Lanyu's eyes were filled with joy, and the excitement in her words was self-evident.

"How dare you use my name Chang Ming? You are so bold."

"Master Dao, spare us, Master Dao, please... We will never dare to do that again... Ah!!!"

Lin Li simply broke the guy's arm and threw these counterfeits out like garbage.

Then he turned to Bai Lanyu.

Facing her senior brother's gaze, Bai Lanyu lifted her hair and said with a sweet smile:

"What a coincidence, you are here too."

Poof——

"Ouch!"

As a result, the senior brother raised his arm and made a knife attack, causing smoke to appear on the forehead of the future Lord of Ten Thousand Swords.

"Brother, why did you hit me..."

Bai Lanyu covered her head with tears in her eyes and looked at her senior brother with an innocent face.

"Next time you try to be a hero, think about whether you can beat the opponent first.?"

Lin Li rolled his eyes at the girl.

The words that were never spoken were:

You are Feng Aotian, what should we do if something happens?

"Oh……"

Bai Lanyu lowered her head after hearing what her senior brother said.

To her, the earlier blow didn't hurt at all. It was more like the concern of her senior brother, which was not convenient to express, was deeply rooted in her heart.

Leaving Bai Lanyu aside for the moment, Lin Li hurriedly supported the shopkeeper and said softly:

"Uncle, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay. With Brother Xiaolin here, nothing can happen."

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and shook his head, the helplessness and pain in his words were obvious.

"Do these people come here often?"

Lin Li asked, hearing the hidden meaning.

"People who take advantage of others are everywhere, and we can't get rid of them all."

"Besides, your sect is used to being casual, unlike other places that have Taoist robes and badges or something. There is no threshold, so naturally there are more people pretending to be someone else."

The old shopkeeper's words immediately made Lin Li fall into deep thought.

If the name of Changming Sect cannot be revealed to the world with a certain symbol, many people will naturally come to pretend to be this sect...

Just like those shirtless men just now who said they were from Changming Sect, ordinary people did not dare to doubt them.

Lin Li, who had been busy clearing out the evil cults in the martial arts world and neglected the lives of ordinary people, had never considered this point.

But how should I design it so that others can tell at a glance that I am a disciple of Chang Ming Zong?

"Brother Lin...are you okay?"

Suddenly.

A gentle call reconstructed the boy's thoughts.

Looking up, I saw Xiao Yun carefully climbing onto the door sill, peeking at this side from the back kitchen.

Yup!

She is a great seamstress!

07. Chief Designer of the Sect

The thug who pretended to be a Taoist priest was driven out by the real Taoist priest like trash.

I don’t know if it’s because he witnessed the gap between this mortal and the Taoist priest with his own eyes, or if it’s because Lin Li’s divine power curbed some bold ideas.

After seeing that the Taoist priest really paid the loss of the shopkeeper's table of guests with silver dollars out of his own pocket, the remaining tables paid their bills at a faster rate than each other.

After a while, Lin Li's table was the only one left in the inn.

"This is the situation now."

After resolving the farce, Lin Li returned to his seat with Xiao Yuner and Bai Lanyu.

At this moment, Lin Li and Xiao Yun'er were sitting on one side, while Bai Lanyu went to the opposite side of her senior brother.

Seeing her senior brother negotiating with Xiao Yun'er so freely, the younger sister, who had a bowl of pork trotter noodles in front of her, silently separated her chopsticks and rubbed them against each other.

"Brother Lin, what you mean is that you are now short of a Taoist robe to represent the sect, and you want me to help design one?"

Xiao Yun'er supported her chin with one hand, her big watery eyes showing a hint of thought.

"To prevent some people from doing bad things under the name of Changming Sect, a Taoist robe will make it easier for the common people to recognize us."

Sob——sob——

Lin Li is talking here.

The sound of slurping noodles could be heard from the other side.

He looked over with some helplessness.

Bai Lanyu, who was completely oblivious to what was happening outside and only thinking about having a meal, was enjoying a bowl of pork trotter noodles.

This is the protagonist, a foodie.

Lin Li shook his head slightly, but there was a slight arc of relief at the corners of his mouth.

It would be great if Bai Lanyu could maintain this lifestyle forever.

"I can't do it."