Chapter Fifty: Inside and Outside the Building

orphans and widows have come to us, our Bo Wang family can't just ignore them. Where is Xiao Sheng Call him out! Can our Bo Wang Manor be made a laughingstock”If one ignores talent and virtue, Xuan Mi...The serving girl held her breath. She felt sympathy for this well-treated guest, but at this moment, she was facing someone absolutely not to be trifled with.

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She didn't even have the thought to notify her madam, because no matter how powerful Sanfenxianglou was, within this country, they still had to look at this person's face.

In a small and cozy corner, one person sat while the other stood.

Both are young and both are proud.

Their eyes met, and in their gaze, there was no sign of retreat.

"I now believe, you really just passed through."

The visitor finally straightened their body, removing their hand from the wine table and changing that oppressive posture.

"Because no one who knows me would dare speak to me like this," he said.

In a long-lasting peaceful environment, and with the thick and relatively mild religious atmosphere, the people have generally cultivated a gentle and tranquil personality. But this person is strikingly confident and arrogant.

It's unclear whether he's talented himself, or if his background is impressive, or perhaps both.

Throughout the entire process of this person propping himself up on the table, this ordinary wooden surface remained steady and unwavering. Even though the cups were filled to the brim, not a single drop of wine spilled.

Because Jiang Wang had one finger, he lightly tapped it on the wine table.

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The serving girl sat beside them, but she was completely oblivious to the profound exchange of ideas that had just taken place at the wine table.

The most delicate and subtle probing and collision, from beginning to end, without a ripple.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Jiang Wang retracted her finger and said softly.

The exchanges with the two previous masters allowed Jiang Wang to make significant progress in his fine control of Dao Yuan. Of course, he would never tell anyone where he sparred with the two masters...

"On the contrary, I like surprises," said the newcomer. "It makes me feel that life isn't so boring."

Just now’s “exchange” has already been enough to demonstrate that Jiang Wang possesses extraordinary ability.

Just a test, it's fine to limit it to this extent. If you want to go further, you have to get serious and have a real fight.

It's a chance encounter, no need for formality.

Therefore, he was ready to leave: "Enjoy the wine and the beautiful woman. I believe you'll enjoy yourself."

Jiang Wang raised his cup in a farewell toast: "For the common people, this is indeed a good country."

As the visitor smiled and prepared to depart, he suddenly turned to the serving girl and said, "Perhaps he wishes to know who I am. There's no need to conceal it from him."

Only then did he rise to prominence.

The serving girl now found herself realizing the extraordinary nature of this guest. Her gaze towards Jiang Wang held a touch of awe.

She was prepared to tell the story. She wanted to let Jiang Wang know how capable Chen Qing was, how extraordinary this person was, and how illustrious their background. She was carefully considering how to remind Jiang Wang to be extra careful.

But Jiang Wang simply said, "Drink."

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Just as he had just sat down.

Still the same words, still the same attitude.

The young man who had just appeared abruptly and then left as quickly as he came, perhaps wanted to test Jiang Wang's bottom line. Perhaps he was simply proud and aloof. Perhaps he thought that after learning his identity, Jiang Wang would definitely go to apologize in person.

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But none of that really matters.

Jiang Wang is not interested.

He, in his meaning is a traveler. His meaning to and from the country is a passerby.

This trip to the Three-Part Fragrance Building was just a momentary indulgence of my emotions, a reminiscence of those times in Fenglin City.

But now, the interest is gone.

The wine was still full in the glass, but I no longer felt like drinking it.

All things rise and fall.

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A gentleman's elegance should be like this.

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Suddenly, all the noise disappeared. Jiang Wang smiled serenely, left behind a gold ingot, and rose to leave.

Neither hasty nor hesitant.

Have a firm conviction and sail through thousands of ships.

No one knows that he performed a sword here, that sword was a sign of a scholar's downfall.

Even when down on his luck, a scholar can still be charming.

Only the girl serving wine in this place stared blankly at the back of the young swordsman, for some reason, she suddenly felt her face getting hot, like it was on fire.

A young man, who resembled a priest from the Temple of the Primordial Gods, left the seat and, without needing any guidance, turned familiarly and entered a private room.

The room was packed with people. Judging by their attire, they were all either wealthy or noble.

The young man in martial garb who had been drinking with him at the tavern earlier was seated there. Upon seeing him, he laughed and complained, "We've gathered everyone here, yet Brother Yuan is nowhere to be found! Where did you go just now Did you run away from the drinks"

The original-surname man laughed: “Wine is the panacea for salvation, the nectar of joy! How could I possibly escape”

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With a wave of his hand, he was incredibly bold: "Fill my cup to the brim!"

A discerning companion had already filled his cup and ushered him to a seat.

Of all the people present, three stood out as the clear center of attention.

One was a man in martial garb, the other a man of humble origins, and there was also one more, a beauty with eyes and eyebrows like paintings, captivating to the bone.

She sat alone on one side, among a crowd of dignitaries and nobles, not appearing weak at all, but rather making her completely impossible to ignore.

She lightly parted her red lips, her voice soft and sweet, teasing the strings in people's hearts: "Lord Yuan Ye is truly a magnificent hero among drinkers."

Every word, every syllable, every call sends a shiver down my spine.

"Wine is not my passion." Yuan Ye raised his cup and drank it in one go.

His eyes stared intently at the beauty, "I just want to...drink a little more. Perhaps Miss Meiyue, you can forgive my indiscretion!"

He wasn't exaggerating when he told Jiang Wang before.

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All the people present were either wealthy or noble, each of them influential figures in the country and capable of swaying public opinion.

But he ignored it all and did whatever he pleased.

Come as you please, drink if you wish. If you want to flirt with the beauties, then flirt with them.

Others weren't offended at all, each with a smile on their faces, understanding and considerate, not bothering anyone.

Under the gaze of eyes that radiated immense pressure in the vast expanse.

Mei Yue smiled softly.

That sound floated and lingered in the air, swirling like a gentle current into people's hearts.

She smiled and said, "Master Yuan Ye is the son of Heaven's mandate, blessed with unparalleled fortune. Every move he makes involves a thousand pounds. Entering brings honor, exiting brings heroism; where is there talk of being unrestrained"

This compliment elevated him to a pedestal, yet it was delivered with such gentleness that it defused his teasing. It left no room for anger.

"Look at Miss Mei Yue, how eloquent she is!" said Yuan Ye with a smile on his face as he looked around.

But that imposing demeanor has already been subdued.

Everyone agreed.

How honorable Master Qu is, and how considerate Miss Yue is.

After three rounds of wine, the man in martial attire pressed his hands together and said: "Miss Mei Yue's intentions for coming to our country this time are already clear to everyone. Whether or not we do this business, and how we do it, still needs a clear answer as soon as possible. Time waits for no one, everyone is busy."

Mei Yue's captivating eyes swept lightly across the room: "As a stranger in this land, I humbly ask for your kindness and care."

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“Oh, it’s nothing…”

Before the middle-aged man could even start, Yuan Ye interrupted: “Today, we’re not talking business, we’re here to drink! Let’s drink!”

This person swallowed their words without a trace of annoyance, and even offered a bright smile.

Mei Yue observed everything with her eyes, but she smiled softly and said: "Lord Yuan is right. Today, Mei Yue is hosting a banquet, originally just a small gathering among friends. Talking about business would be too vulgar. Let's talk about the customs and landscapes of our country instead. That way, Mei Yue can learn something from you all and understand what kind of scenery can cultivate such remarkable individuals."

Although she was entrusted with the heavy responsibility of bringing fragrance to the three-story building, she didn't seem anxious at all. Instead, she appeared more composed than the locals.

It seems like... this matter isn't important.

A subtle exchange of glances passed among the assembled. Each had their own calculations.

Of course, the wilderness doesn't care about these things; it truly doesn't.

With great enthusiasm, he said, "The scenery here is pleasant and inviting, which is why beautiful people come to visit! Speaking of which, I just met an interesting fellow, also from out of town..."ve never truly succeeded, they have only ever been realized in song.At this moment, he sat in the oxcart, feeling the wind of the vast expanse brush against him. He rubbed his scriptures with his fing...