Because yesterday was too late and I was afraid of exposure, Jing Zhe was sneaky whether he came or left.

But today is different. Jing Zhe took Zhang Xiaoyu and swaggered to the main entrance of Wuxian Pavilion.

"Honey, let's go in through the main entrance? Why don't we fly in secret again!"

Zhang Xiaoyu also knew that Wuxian Pavilion was the four major sects and was the supreme existence in Ruzhou City. Without prior notification to Mu Qingren, it seemed difficult to get in. It would be better to fly in secret like last night!

"You don't think about your husband's identity. Others may not be able to get in. How could I not be able to get in? Besides, it's not late at night. I'm secretly going in and letting people know. Isn't it a joke?"

Jing Zhe patted his chest, feeling a little proud.

At this time, the two disciples guarding outside the Wuxian Pavilion saw Jing Zhe and Zhang Xiaoyu coming, and immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"Who is coming? Wuxian Pavilion is a heavy place, idle people... are not allowed to enter..."

The guards were two young female disciples, and they were also quite curious because Wuxian Pavilion is very famous in Ruzhou, so who dares to break into this place on weekdays?

However, after seeing Jing Zhe's appearance, their tone became much gentler, and "Idle people are not allowed to enter" became "Idle people are not allowed to enter".

As Jing Zhe said, his identity is indeed very special.

Mu Qingren is the owner of Wuxian Pavilion. As her man, Jing Zhe can be regarded as half of Wuxian Pavilion. In addition, he patted his chest and promised, so when he saw that he was turned away, Zhang Xiaoyu covered her mouth and laughed.

"My husband, I'll just say it, it's better to sneak in."

“…”

Jing Zhe's face turned red and he was about to self-destruct his identity.

"Is it... President Jing?"

At this time, a female disciple happened to pass by the door and glanced at it, but then ran over quickly.

Jing Zhe smiled and said, "Do you know me?"

The female disciple nodded quickly, then began to shake her head again, and said shyly: "I just met President Jing, but I don't know President Jing."

Jing Zhe thought about it and smiled, "You also attended the martial arts competition before the New Year?"

During the martial arts competition, Mu Qingren brought many disciples from Wuxian Pavilion to him, but these disciples had met Jing Zhe.

The female disciple smiled sweetly and said, "Yes! When President Jing took down the leader of the martial arts world, I saw him all the way!"

Jing Zhe nodded, "So that's it."

"Is President Jing... here to find our Pavilion Master, or to find our Senior Sister Ying Qiu?"

At the martial arts competition, Jing Zhe and Mu Qingren and Wang Yingqiu were very close. On the surface, these disciples from Wuxian Pavilion dared not say anything, but in private they discussed it endlessly. Some said that Jing Zhe and Mu Qingren were together, and some said that Jing Zhe and Wang Yingqiu were together, and there were two factions for this.

However, no matter which faction, they all think that it would be great if Mu Qingren and Wang Yingqiu could be with Jing Zhe, because the image of Jing Zhe in their hearts is the most perfect existence.

That's why the female disciple asked this.

"I, I look for both your Pavilion Master and your senior sister."

“…”

The female disciple was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll take President Jing over!"

Jing Zhe shook his hand, "No need, I have been to Wuxian Pavilion before, I am quite familiar with this place, I just went there myself! But I still have to thank you."

After saying that, Jing Zhe pulled Zhang Xiaoyu in.

“…”

Looking at the backs of the two, the female disciple was still in a daze.

"That's President Jing?"

"Really so young?"

"It's really that good-looking?"

"And... he was looking for the Pavilion Master and Senior Sister. Could it be that he was not just with the Pavilion Master or Senior Sister, but..."

The two female disciples in the janitor have never been to the martial arts competition, so they have only heard of Jing Zhe.

The female disciple who had just spoken to Jing Zhe came to his senses and said proudly: "Haha, why did I say it before? You don't believe it yet. Now you see it with your own eyes, should you believe it?"

“…”

...

At this time, Mu Qingren was sitting with Wang Yingqiu in the foreground of Wuxian Pavilion.

When they saw Jing Zhe and Zhang Xiaoyu appear outside the hall, the two of them immediately came out, but there were not many surprised expressions on their faces, as if they had known that Jing Zhe would come.

However, one face was excitement and the other was regret.

Jing Zhe said curiously: "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Yingqiu smiled and said, "I just made a bet with my master."

"Oh? What are you gambled?"

"Betting that you will go to your sixth sister's place tonight, or will you come to our Wuxian Pavilion!"

"Who won?"

Jing Zhe said curiously.

After hearing this, Wang Yingqiu laughed, but did not say who won or lost. Instead, he asked: "Look at our expressions, can't you guess who won?"

“…”

In fact, Jing Zhe had guessed it a long time ago, because from the moment he saw them entering the door, he saw the expression on Wang Yingqiu's face being excited, while Mu Qingren's face was pulled down.

There is no doubt that Wang Yingqiu won.

But he said curiously: "What are your bets?"

“…”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three women in the room all turned red. Even though they had become Jing Zhe's women, he still couldn't stand it when he made fun of him in front of him.

"What are you talking nonsense!"

Not only Wang Yingqiu, but Mu Qingren and Zhang Xiaoyu also felt speechless: What is this guy holding in his mind every day? How can he still think of it?

Or, he thinks something in his heart and speaks something--he won't be thinking about that kind of thing all day long, right? No wonder he is so powerful...

Jing Zhe covered his arm that was pinched by Wang Yingqiu and said dissatisfiedly: "It's you who said it! Apart from this, what else can compare with the size? Why, can you compare with the age? If you compare with the age, you don't need to compare, because-"

“Why?”

Mu Qingren, who had been in a bad mood, finally spoke, but his tone was so cold that he looked at Jing Zhe with a very unfriendly look.

"Uh... nothing..."

If you choose a topic that a woman cares about the most, it is undoubtedly age, especially the oldest woman...
Chapter completed!