"Okay, please sit down first." The waiter led him to the empty table and sat down.

After a while, the waiter first served two bowls of cold noodles and a plate of beef sauce for Tang Ning's table, and then served some dishes for Ye Changqing.

At this moment, five people walked in outside. The person in the lead was covered with his hair, one of his eyes was covered with an eye mask, and there was a long scar on his face that was slanted from his forehead and more than half of his face.

The man was wearing a black robe, looking only in his forties or fifties. He was not having legs, but he was holding a bright red crutch in his hand, and a bloody smell was emitted all over his body.

The other four people were half a step behind the man in front. As soon as they came in, their cold eyes flew over the diners in the inn. Their eyes paused on the bald monk and the little girl and then moved away. Then they looked at Ye Changqing, who was sitting at the other table without hesitation.

The man in the lead walked inside and sat down at the corner on the other side. The four people behind followed and sat down before shouting: "Waiter, serve us some wine and food!"

"Come on, here!" Maybe the aura on the people was too terrifying, or maybe their expressions were not good people at first glance, the waiter's face was slightly pale, with a hint of trembling voice, and he carried an iron kettle in his hands and poured tea.

"Hotel, have a cup of tea first. Our store has beef sauce and various fried beef, as well as three cups of duck, etc., I don't know..."

Before the waiter could finish his words, he was interrupted.

"Give each of your signatures and give us a jar of wine! Hurry!"

"Yes, yes." The waiter responded, poured tea for them and quickly stepped down.

Ye Changqing lowered his eyes and took a sip of wine, feeling that these people were coming for him. Perhaps because Master Tang mentioned it, he was particularly careful about the people he met along the way. As soon as these people entered the door, they looked at the people in the inn, but the eyes always fell on him.

The gaze that seemed to be stared at by some poisonous snake and beast was cold and cold, making his hair stand up on his body, and an unprecedented sense of crisis arose in his heart.

Who are these people? How can they bring him such a sense of crisis?

When his mind was shaken and a hint of uneasiness appeared in his heart, a reassuring voice came into his mind at this moment.

"Don't panic, I'll watch it, nothing will happen."

When the soft and soothing voice came into his mind, he was shocked and restrained his instinctive eyes that he wanted to raise. At this moment, shock and incredible appeared in his eyes that were restrained.

This ability to skip other people and just pass on the voice into his spiritual consciousness will not be able to do without foundation-building cultivation. Is Master Tang already a foundation-building cultivator?

Thinking of this, he felt relieved and drank the wine in his glass in one sip. When he raised his eyes, he heard the sound coming again.

"After the meal, please tell your people not to enter the inn and go outside to guard them."

Tang Ning explained again, and the chopsticks in his hand picked up a piece of beef sauce and put it in the little girl's bowl: "Eat more."

"Uh-huh."

The little girl responded happily, her beautiful eyes flashed at him, and said with a smile: "I like Tang Tang the most, I like to have dinner with Tang Tang the most."
Chapter completed!