Jiang Zhong waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, nothing. Senior has a restaurant, and I heard that the wine is very good. Juniors borrowed this restaurant to celebrate the senior's stepping onto the twelfth floor of the Heavenly Tower."

Jiangzhong pointed to a restaurant not far outside the square and said that he was hiding in the crowd these days, and he just heard what others said, and he had never been there himself.

Others don’t know who can step onto the twelfth floor of the Heavenly Tower. Jiangzhong doesn’t have to ask at all, and they also know that the person must be Yang Feng.

Apart from Yang Feng, who else can step onto the twelfth floor of the Heavenly Tower?

A cultivator standing not far from the two men heard this, and he looked surprised and quickly retreated for a moment and disappeared.

Yang Feng didn't care. With his current strength, even if someone knew that he had just come down from the 18th floor, no one dared to treat him.

“It seems that this restaurant is really good.”

As soon as Yang Feng and Jiang Zhong stepped into this restaurant, they felt the booming business.

The rich aroma of wine came, and Yang Feng really wanted to take a few sips.

"Man, give us a private room."

Jiang Zhong raised his hand and threw out a storage bag to the guy at the door, and shouted loudly.

The guy grabbed the storage bag and knew there was a piece of goods in it. He hurriedly said, "There is no private room, there is still an empty space in the lobby. Two fellow Taoists should hurry up and sit there, otherwise it will be gone in a while."

Jiang Zhong still had to speak, but Yang Feng had already walked over.

Before Yang Feng could sit down, a woman at the door shouted in surprise, "Hey, senior brother, there are still free seats here."

While talking, the woman snatched it and sat down almost at the same time as Yang Feng.

When Jiangzhong saw Yang Feng not wanting to compete for the private room, everyone walked over to sit down, and he didn't talk nonsense with his friend anymore.

But he didn't expect that before he sat down, someone snatched the seat.

The female cultivator sitting on the same table with Yang Feng looked round and big eyes. She looked very feminine and had a good cultivation level. She had just entered the realm of Jin Zun.

She saw Yang Feng sitting in this seat, and immediately frowned, "Senior brother, I'll sit in this seat first."

Yang Feng was a little helpless and wanted to sit first, but in fact he was a little bit ahead of this woman.

Just arguing about a table or a woman is a waste of time.

Yang Feng was about to stand up and gave the seat to the other party. A voice next to him said, "We have already set this table, and it was set by that guy. If you don't believe me, ask the guy and the people around you. You can get out of the way and don't affect our mood of drinking."
Chapter completed!