Bai Hao, who was standing aside, asked, "What did Lord Su come to the Emperor this time?"

Su Mingyue did not hide it, "Come to attend the 80th birthday of Mr. Meng, the Meng family!"

"Meng family? Is that martial arts family?"

Bai Hao opened his eyes wide and said in surprise.

Xiao Yang also heard of the existence of the Meng family, a martial arts master. Nowadays, many martial arts masters in the Han Dynasty were disciples of this family. However, Meng Fansen, the old man of the Meng family, was low-key and had no disputes with the world. Apart from opening the door to accept disciples, the Meng family did not participate in the struggles of other families, and truly survived.

Su Mingyue nodded and said, "There are some connections between the Meng family and our Mingyue Hall. As the current owner of Mingyue Hall, I came only after receiving the invitation."

Bai Hao said with a look of yearning: "The Meng family doesn't have much contact with the outside world. This time, Mr. Meng's 80th birthday must be very lively!"

"I don't know this!"

Su Mingyue said with a smile.

Bai Hao asked tentatively: "Master Su, can you take me to open your eyes! I have always wanted to see the true face of Lushan, the martial arts master who never appears in public!"

Su Mingyue thought for a moment before responding: "There should be no big problem!"

Xiao Yang also felt aware of whether Meng Fansen was really as powerful as the rumored ones, and he spoke, "Then I'll go too!"

Su Mingyue was stunned for a moment. In her impression, Xiao Yang was not a very lively person, so why did he be like this time...

Xiao Yang was just a warrior and wanted to see if the head of the Meng family was real or fake.

Bai Hao smiled maliciously and said, "Brother Yang, are you trying to compete with Mr. Meng, right?"

Xiao Yang smiled but said nothing.

At noon the next day, Su Mingyue, Xiao Yang and his group arrived at the Meng family's house located in the suburbs.

Bai Hao walked out of the car with crutches and looked around the beautiful mountains and rivers. A pleasant cool breeze blew across his cheeks. He couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Meng is really good at choosing a place. This is a paradise!"

Su Mingyue and Xiao Yang looked at each other without saying a word.

The three of them walked into the Meng family's house.

Su Mingyue handed the gift she brought from Jinhuang City to Meng Qing, the eldest son of the Meng family. After a few greetings, she returned to her seat.

Bai Hao glanced around the faces of the people in the lobby, and whispered to Xiao Yang beside him: "Brother Yang, all the people who came here today are masters of martial arts in Han Dynasty!"

Xiao Yang responded.

He looks much more familiar to the people who come to attend this birthday.

The overlord of Southern Fist Li Tianchun, the supreme emperor of Northern Leg, Zhao Changshu, the master of internal skills...everyone is a well-known figure.

However, the atmosphere of this birthday party is extremely strange.

On common sense, on such a happy day, everyone present has made achievements in martial arts. It is better to talk to each other and be happy.

But the hall is quiet at the moment, and the air seems to be stagnant.

Such a discordant atmosphere gave Xiao Yang a bad feeling.

After a while, Meng Fansen walked into the lobby with a plain long gown, put his hands behind him.

Li Tianchun, Hu Changqing and others stood up one after another, bowed with fists and saluted Meng Fansen.

Meng Fansen walked straight to the Grand Master's chair in the main seat of the lobby, and then sat down. The older the couple's eyes were filled with endless luster, looking around the faces of everyone under the seat, and said in a low voice: "Sit all!"
Chapter completed!