Lord of the Star Ocean

"Banquet!"

Following Mr. Yu's order, the two compartment doors at the rear of the boat suddenly opened, but after hearing the faint fragrance of Huan Peilinlang floating, a group of beautiful singers filed in, making the atmosphere inside the boat instantly more charming.

These twenty-nine-year-old singers all have skin like jade, bright eyes and white teeth. They wear silk brocade skirts, half-covering their graceful and graceful figures.

Most of the guests present were young people in their twenties, just at the age of youth. Although most of them came from famous families and were used to beauties, they were still excited when they were provoked, and some of them even looked straight at them.

The singers walked through the banquet with coquettish smiles and reunited beside Mr. Yu. Some of them sat cross-legged, some cuddled up to each other, some played the pipa and stringed piano in their arms, and some sang and danced lightly.

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on them.

The singer of Yu Mansion is well-known in Nanyuan, but she usually hides in the mansion, and she can't see it at all except Mr. Yu's friends and guests. Many people see it for the first time, and they feel that their reputation is well-deserved.

Only Nie Feng's eyes did not turn around these beautiful singers. He noticed that after Mr. Yu came in, an old man in gray appeared silently at the corner of the painting boat.

If it weren't for Nie Feng's extremely keen intuition, he probably wouldn't have noticed the existence of this old man at all. Moreover, there was no star energy fluctuation on the other party, and he stood with his head down like a very ordinary old servant.

But Nie Feng was clear in his heart, this gray-clothed old man was by no means an ordinary person, he must have used some kind of special technique to conceal his aura, so that people would ignore him without knowing it.

And when Nie Feng was staring at the gray-clothed old man, the other party seemed to sense it, and suddenly raised his eyelids to take a look.

This glance made all the hairs on Nie Feng's body stand on end, as if being stared at by an extremely ferocious beast, a kind of instinctive fear suddenly surfaced in his heart.

But after glancing at Nie Feng, the gray-clothed old man didn't make any other movements. He lowered his eyelids again, and stood still like a puppet, without the slightest sense of existence.

Nie Feng was secretly shocked.

At this time, the maids were bringing hot dishes to the table. Mr. Yu had already sat down in front of the table, raised his wine glass and gestured to the left and right: "Everyone, please drink up this glass first!"

Who dare not give him face? So everyone raised their glasses together: "Thank you son!"

After drinking the wine in the glass with everyone, Mr. Yu laughed and said, "Have a good time! Everyone wants to have a good drink today. It doesn't matter if you get drunk. I have plenty of guest rooms here for rest. We will never stop getting drunk!"

"Never get drunk!"

The young Star Martial Artists suddenly agreed, laughing and laughing one after another.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere was in full swing, and suddenly a young man in white stood up and said, "Thanks to Mr. Yu's hospitality, there will be no return to my family below, so I dare to offer you a glass!"

He drank the wine in the glass first.

Mr. Yu smiled and said, "Fang Wuhui? Well, I remember, I'll drink this cup!"

He also picked up the glass and drank it boldly.

Everyone else showed envious eyes, but Fang Wuhui was smart, to let Mr. Yu remember him in the name of a toast, which is both bold and lucky.

Everyone wanted to follow suit, but they only heard Fang Wuhui say: "Everyone, Mr. Yu is hosting a banquet today, why don't we play games together and win some prizes to add to the fun?"

Mr. Yu laughed loudly, and Wu Hui's proposal was very agreeable, and he repeatedly applauded: "Okay, okay, this proposal is good, then how do you think we should bet?"

Fang Wuhui waited for his words with confidence, and immediately said: "The fellow practitioners here are all star fighters, so it should be a game of martial arts, but Mr. Yu is an elegant person, and he is in an elegant place on Xiaojing Lake. Playing a game of martial arts would be too unpleasant."

After a pause, he continued, "How about we play Wenju?"

In this kind of party and banquet, it is very common to start a game of gambling to add to the fun. Fang Wuhui obviously has a good understanding of Young Master Yu's temperament, so he plays to his liking.

Young Master Yu was indeed very interested, and asked, "How do you play at Wenju?"

Fang Wuhui rolled his eyes and said, "How about a guess?"

Young Master Yu clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's guess one, and the loser will be punished with a glass of wine!"

Fang Wuhui shook his head and said: "It's not enough just to drink wine, and you have to write a poem on the spot, what do you think?"

Young Master Yu smiled: "A poem? That would be the best, but..."

He looked at the other guests: "What do you think?"

In the Star Sea world, the strong are respected, and there is a huge gap between star fighters and ordinary people. However, since ancient times, the Xianluo Empire has had a strong style of writing. Ordinary people can also strive for a career in the imperial examinations, and even enter the imperial academy to study Confucianism and Taoism, and they can also achieve extraordinary achievements.

So don't talk about famous families, but all the children of wealthy families have to go to school to be enlightened since they were young.

Like Nie Feng's predecessor, although he was from an ordinary family, he could read and write, but later he entered the martial arts school to learn martial arts.

Just being able to read and write does not mean being able to recite poems and compose poems, and most of the guests here are star warriors who have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and it is estimated that not many of them can write poems.

Since Fang Wuhui proposed such a gamble, he must have talent in this area, and the purpose is obviously to make a blockbuster in front of Mr. Yu.

His intentions were clearly revealed, and how could the others show weakness at this time, and they all applauded.

As for how many people scolded Fang Wuhui half to death in their hearts, it is unknown.

Fang Wuhui didn't care about other people's thoughts, and sat back triumphantly, but when he sat down, he glanced at Nie Feng intentionally or unintentionally, with a strong sneer in his eyes.

Fang Wuhui and Nie Feng were separated by a table, not far away, and his glance happened to be noticed by Nie Feng.

Nie Feng frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Nie Feng's intuition told Nie Feng that Fang Wuhui was suspected of deliberately targeting him, but there were dozens of guests present, and it seemed wrong to say that he deliberately targeted him. After all, everyone had to participate.

But whether Fang Wuhui did it on purpose or not, Nie Feng didn't care.

Everyone agreed, and Mr. Yu was naturally a follower of kindness. He stretched out his hand to recruit a beautiful singer, and said with a smile: "If there is a punishment, there will be a reward. Today's poetry champion, I reward a beauty!"

The guests were in an uproar, no one expected that Mr. Yu would offer a singer as a bet for a reward!

The singer he recruited is also a first-class character among all the singers. Not only is she very young, but she is also fair-skinned Sai Xue, charming and charming, with a shy and timid appearance that is simply captivating.

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