My Gorgeous Fiancee

4In fact, only Qi Yuqing, who was a girl, was very curious and straightforward enough, would ask Wu Shangwen about it.    0

    

When Zhou Weiqing had followed Wu Zewen, he had witnessed many similar things. However, he had never asked him or the old man about the other party's background.    

    

However, this had a lot to do with Zhou Yafu's previous career – a professional soldier who knew what to ask and what not to ask.    

    

After this was done, Jing Jing left a portion of her men to clean up the scene. Then, he brought Jing Jing and Sun Jianmei out of the Dragon City and back to Jing Men.    

    

On the way, Wu Congwen asked Sun Jianmei what kind of Chinese people had greater influence in the island country.    

    

Sun Jianmei said, "Actually, the main reason for the Chinese to come to the island is to earn money. Because the economy here is much more developed than the domestic economy, so I have to admit that. However, the islanders have always looked down on the Chinese, so when our people make money on their land, the first thing we have to do is to swallow our anger and learn to look at their faces. Therefore, every Chinese who came to the island to earn a living had a history of their own. But, the more we endure, the more arrogant the islanders are, and the more they bully us Chinese. In this situation, in order to unite the Chinese on the island with us, to not be bullied by the island, in the middle of the last century, the Grandmaster Ye Wen founded the Dragon Alliance on the island and had several positive conflicts with the island's assassins. He fought a few big victories together, which greatly increased the reputation of the Chinese. "    

    

When the old man beside him heard Sun Jianmei's words, his face revealed a hint of respect, and he said, "Master Ye Wen is someone of the same generation as my master, and his fame was widespread in Huaxia. After becoming famous, he indeed went to the island countries, but I never thought that he would do such a beautiful thing here."    

    

It was the first time that Wu Zewen heard the old man mention his master, which was also his own Martial Ancestor, so he couldn't help but ask the old man about his master's name.    

    

The old man's face immediately lit up with oil, and said: "Your ancestor's name was no less than Ye Wen's back then, and he was the direct disciple of Huang Feihong, called Ding Yihe. The two are known as the twin dragons of the north and south, and Ye Wenwei shook the north. The two of them had a deep relationship and even formed an opposite-sex brother. "    

    

After Wu Congwen heard what was said, his forehead was covered in sweat. It seemed that he was Huang Feihong's disciple.    

    

"Master, then why haven't you told me these things in such a long time?" It is truly a sin for me to not even know the history of my own sect. "    

    

Wu Shangwen's tone was filled with complaint.    

    

The old man slapped Wu Shangwen on the head and said: "You brat, you are scolding me in a roundabout way. "Hmph, it's not like you're asking why I said that."    

    

Suddenly, a light flashed in his heart as he quickly changed his face and said, "Master, I've heard rumors from the people that the ancestor's feet came and left without a trace, so you must have also inherited the legacy, right?"    

    

When the old man heard this, he immediately stuck out his head and said, "That's right, this is our sect's highest secret martial skill. Why do you want to learn it?"    

    

When Wu Zewen heard this, he was so angry that his teeth started to itch. Isn't this nonsense? If I don't want to learn, isn't asking this kind of thing unnecessary? In this long period of time, he thought that he had learnt all of the old man's martial arts. Who knew that this old man would still have a secret? Something on the bottom.    

    

"Of course. Look, I'm now the direct descendant of the ancestor. If you don't even know the elder's unique skills, then others won't be laughing at me, but your elder."    

    

Wu Shangwen said.    

    

"Go, go, go! Stop putting on your hat here! If the time is right, I will naturally pass on my message to you."    

    

With that, the old man closed his eyes and began to meditate, putting on a mysterious and enigmatic expression.    

    

Seeing that the old man didn't say anything, Wu Shangwen shut his mouth dejectedly. However, he would have a way to get the old man to pass on Foshan's Traceless Feet to him.    

    

There was no one in China who didn't know of Huang Feihong.    

    

When the people inside the carriage heard the conversation between the master and disciple, their faces revealed a shocked expression.    

    

Wu Zewen didn't care about this and just asked Sun Jianmei.    

    

"How is the Dragon Alliance now?"    

    

At this point, Sun Jianmei sighed and said, "After Ye Wen's master stabilized the Dragon Alliance, he went back to Hua Xia to take care of his family. He passed the Dragon Alliance down to his disciple. However, the situation is getting worse and worse. I heard that they are no longer able to protect even the patriarch's estate. "    

    

After Wu Zewen heard this, he frowned and said, "Oh? "Tell me more details."    

    

Sun Jianmei said, "We have to start from Zhou Dafu's Chinese Dragon Alliance. At that time, when Mr Zhou was attacked by the assassins of the island, the first thing he thought of was to ask for help from the Dragon Alliance and they happily sent people to protect the Dragon City. However, after a few fights with the island assassins, not only did he fail to protect the Dragon Alliance, but he also severely injured his own forces. I had no choice but to quit midway. That's why Zhou Defu transferred the Dragon Alliance to us. "    

    

"So that's how it is. Prepare a generous gift immediately and follow me to visit the Dragon Alliance. Now that we are at war with the island assassins, we must unite all forces that can be united. Oh, who is the current chief of the Dragon Alliance? "    

    

Wu Shangwen asked.    

    

"Alliance Chief is the descendant of Elder Ye Wen. His name is Ye Chong." When I fought with the assassins of the island, it was said that I received a serious injury, and am currently bedridden. "    

    

Upon hearing this, the old man's slightly closed eyes slightly creased.    

    

Wu Zewen didn't ask Sun Jianmei to return to Jing Men, but went straight to the location of the Dragon Alliance.    

    

The Dragon Alliance was the best located in the Chinatown area, the most bustling middle section, the hall was built in a style reminiscent of the ancient times, the red lacquer door was about three meters tall, the door knocker was gold, two and a half meters tall stone lions were placed at the foot of the steps, their hair was strangely long and their bodies were awe-inspiring.    

    

However, there were a few stalks of grass growing on top of the wall, giving this grand courtyard a desolate atmosphere.    

    

Just as Sun Jianmei was about to knock on the door, a middle-aged Chinese man suddenly appeared in front of Wu Caiwen and the others. He said, "You guys have just arrived at the island country. Are you here to seek help from the Dragon Alliance?"    

    

Wu Zewen smiled and said, "That's right. I wonder what advice this big brother has?"    

    

That person rolled his eyes and said: "I suggest that you all join the Saber Cutting Gang. That is also our Chinese organization, the Dragon Alliance is finished!"    

    

When Wu Zewen heard the other party's words, his face instantly turned cold. That man saw that Wu Zewen was quite enthusiastic just now and changed his expression whenever the spring wind brushed against his face. That ice-cold gaze made him unable to help but shiver.    

    

"We Chinese are the descendants of dragons, the Dragon Alliance will not fall."    

    

After Wu Zewen finished, he signaled Sun Jianmei to come forward and knock on the door.    

    

When the middle-aged man saw that Wu Shangwen was no longer paying attention to him, he walked off gloomily.    

    

"Hmph. If you don't listen to my advice, you will suffer a loss sooner or later."    

    

The middle-aged man's voice was as low as a mosquito's buzz.    

    

Sun Jian held the lock on the door a few times. After a while, there was a creak as the red lacquer door opened. The person who opened the door was a man around 20 years old.    

    

After seeing Sun Jianmei and the others, the man said, "You must all be here to join the Dragon Alliance. You should go somewhere else." "The Dragon Alliance hasn't accepted anyone in a while."    

    

Then he was about to close the door.    

    

Sun Jianmei revealed her identity and said, "I am the person in charge of the Jing Clan in the Island Country. I would like to trouble you to report to Master Ye that our Sect Leader has come to discuss something."    

    

Although Jingmen Sect kept a low profile, but as a disciple of a big sect, they didn't dare to underestimate this sect.    

    

Hearing Sun Jianmei say that he was from the Jing Clan, the man looked a little more polite and said: "Alright, you guys wait here for a moment."    

    

With that, he closed the door.    

    

However, in less than ten minutes, this man …    

    

Then, he went out to welcome Wu Shangwen and the others in.    

    

The courtyard was quite wide, about the size of half a football field. In this Chinatown area, every inch of land was worth a fortune. On both sides of the courtyard, there were rows of weapons, swords, swords, halberds, etc.    

    

At this moment, there was no one practicing martial arts in the courtyard. The man felt a little embarrassed and said, "In the past, when our Dragon Alliance was in its prime, the teams that came to join us were sent to the end of Chinatown."    

    

As he said this, he invited Wu Shangwen into the living room. This living room had the same style as the main door, but it was also refurbished, with a rich Chinese color. To the north were two master chairs, two of them were in front of the door while the other was in the middle of the living room, with a red wooden table in the middle.    

    

The interior was spotlessly clean.    

    

"Everyone, please take a seat. Master has been feeling unwell recently and will be back later."    

    

With that, he ordered some people to serve tea.    

    

After waiting for about ten minutes, there was another knock on the door. It was one of Sun Jianmei's men holding an exquisite wooden box.    

    

This was a hundred year old ginseng that she had sent her subordinates to get when she heard that Wu Zewen was going to pay a visit to Ye Chong.    

    

Sun Jianmei took the long box and waved to the man to leave.    

    

Not long after, Wu Zewen heard a wave of coughing and gasping sounds coming from outside, followed by a series of footsteps.    

    

Soon, five or six people walked into the living room. One of the old men looked to be about the same age as the old man, but he did not look any different.    

    

However, what caused Wu Shangwen's eyes to brighten was a woman in an apricot-colored long skirt who supported the old man from the side. She looked to be in her early twenties, had a duck's egg face, wavy hair, a long and slim figure, and an extremely beautiful appearance. She was in the same shoes as Jing Jing and Qi Yuqing, who were standing beside him.    

    

The aura she gave off was that of a beauty who had walked out of an ancient spatial tunnel.    

    

Behind the two of them followed three men with extremely respectful expressions.    

    

"Cough, cough …" After making everyone wait for so long, this old man, Ye Chong, was disrespectful. "Calm …"    

    

The old man cupped his hands towards Wu Zewen and the others, gesturing for them to take a seat. Then, with the support of the woman in the apricot-colored long skirt, he sat on an imperial chair to the north and leaned weakly on the back of the chair.    

    

Wu Shangwen hurriedly stood up and cupped his fists towards Ye Chong as he said, "Junior's teacher is the line of Master Huang Feihong. This is junior's master, Xue Haohan. I heard that senior was injured, so I came here to give you a hundred years old."    

    

With that said, Wu Shangwen waved his hand, and Sun Jianmei walked out with the wooden box in her hands.