The town is not very big. I quickly walked around and went into several decent hotels along the way and asked, but there were no rooms available.

It was dinner time now, and Ye Wutian did not continue to find a place to stay. Instead, he found a decent hotel and walked in. He planned to fill his stomach first.

The business in the hotel was also booming, but fortunately, when Ye Wutian went in, a table happened to be released, so he took the opportunity to sit on it.

The waiter hurriedly carried tea and the menu. The waiter was dressed like a waiter in an ancient inn, wearing a cloth dress, a cloth hat on his head, and a rag on his shoulder.

Putting the tea before and after Ye Wutian, the waiter handed the menu to Ye Wutian and smiled enthusiastically, "Customer, please order food."

Ye Wutian took the menu and ordered a few dishes at will.

After the waiter left, Ye Wutian looked around the hall. Everyone present was full of people in the martial arts world, most of whom were men, and their cultivation was almost in the Xuan Realm stage. Of course, there were also several powerful people in the Earth Realm.

Among these powerful people in the realm, what Ye Wutian cares the most is that he was sitting alone in front of a table in the corner, an old man with snow-white hair.

The old man seemed to be in his seventies or eighties, with his shoulder-length hair hanging down. He was dressed simply and was carrying a package made of cloth on his back. As for his cultivation, Ye Wutian could not see through it. He must be a late-stage strong man in the realm.

The reason why Ye Wutian noticed him was not because he had high cultivation, but because he gave people a feeling of being terminally ill, and only a miracle doctor like Ye Wutian, who had extraordinary medical skills, could detect this feeling.

Ye Wutian looked at the old man more, but unexpectedly the old man seemed to have noticed it. He turned his head and looked back at him. He quickly withdrew his gaze.

After sitting for a while, Ye Wutian was bored and his eyes quickly locked on a beautiful girl on the table opposite.

This girl looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, well-developed and dressed in a hot dress. She has white round neck and long sleeves on her upper body, and a charming deep groove is faintly exposed. She is a pair of black shorts below. Her two fair thighs are very charming, which makes Ye Wutian saliva.

The girl soon noticed Ye Wutian's gaze, and she glared at Ye Wutian with anger to warn him.

However, Ye Wutian ignored her warning and still stared at her thighs.

The girl was so angry that she turned her head and shouted angrily: "If you believe it or not, I have dug your eyes."

"Isn't it just a few glances? Why are you doing this? You look at your appearance, but I didn't expect you to be a little shrew." Ye Wutian mocked.

"You! You bastard, how dare you scold me for being a shrew. I don't take care of you." The girl stood up from her position in anger and said that, and was about to rush towards Ye Wutian.

However, as soon as the girl walked out of her seat, she was pulled down by a young man in the seat next to her.

"Cousin, don't be too impulsive." The young man advised.

"Cousin, you didn't hear him calling me a shrew just now!" The girl pouted and acted coquettishly.

"I heard it, but don't take action at any time! There are many martial arts masters here, and you will suffer if you are too impulsive." The young man persuaded patiently, and then turned his head to look at Ye Wutian coldly, warning in a deep voice: "Brother, please restrain yourself, otherwise I will be polite."

"Cousin, I think he is just an ordinary gangster in the town, why are you so polite to him?" The girl looked at Ye Wutian with her squinted eyes and said with a look of reluctance. Because Ye Wutian was carrying the bracelet with hidden cultivation, the girl naturally thought he was just an ordinary person.

However, the young man was much more cautious. He patiently advised: "My cousin, there are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside. You can't just look at the surface. What big power is behind the family?"

"Is there any force greater than our Wanjia?" the girl said unconvincedly.

Hearing the words Wanjia, the hall suddenly became quiet, and many eyes turned toward this side.

Ye Wutian also frowned faintly. If he had known that this girl was from the Wan family, how could he take the initiative to provoke her?

Seeing the gaze around, the young man quickly whispered: "Okay, cousin, don't cause trouble before the second elder comes back."

Several other people at the same table also persuaded each other.

"Hmph! I'll spare you one more time today. If I dare to provoke me again next time, I'll save you." The girl warned Ye Wutian with a arrogant look on her face.

Considering the other party's identity and taking into account the second elder mentioned by the young man, Ye Wutian could only honestly not dare to reply.

This time, the Wan Family team was led by the second elder Wan He. Because they were only here to participate in the youth competition, Wan He did not bring too many people, but only brought a few young people.

The girl who had just argued with Ye Wutian was named Wan Zhixuan, with her mid-stage cultivation. The cousin she mentioned was Wan Shijie, who was regarded as a genius of cultivation by the Wan family. However, Wan Shijie seemed to have used some special method to conceal his cultivation. In the eyes of others, he only looked like a late-stage Xuan Realm.

The atmosphere in the hotel gradually returned to normal because there were too many customers and the food had not been served for a long time. From time to time, there were yelling and complaining sounds in the hall.

Just when Ye Wutian was waiting a little impatiently, four burly men walked into the store in a swagger.

After scanning around, seeing that there was no place, a bald head in the back quickly pointed at Ye Wutian and said to the bearded man in the lead: "Brother, that kid seems to be just an ordinary person."

The bearded man looked at Ye Wutian, nodded in agreement, and then waved to the three people behind him, said "Go", and then took the lead and walked towards Ye Wutian.

When he arrived at the table, the bearded man asked Ye Wutian carelessly: "Boy, are you the only one sitting on this table?"

"That's right." Ye Wutian answered truthfully.

"Then you go and make do with others. We'll want this position." The bearded man looked arrogant and said, and sat down opposite Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian had no intention of giving way. He took the tea leisurely and took a small sip, then slowly put down the tea cup, and said calmly: "Don't you understand the principle of coming first and then coming?"

"Come first and then talk? Hey, boy, I think you are a scholar, right? Brother, let me tell you, there is nothing in our martial arts world that comes first and then come, and it's hard to see who's fist." The bearded man said and showed Ye Wutian his huge fist as big as a hammer.

Wan Zhixuan on the opposite table noticed the situation on Ye Wutian's side, turned her head and looked over, looking gloating.

Ye Wutian glanced at the bearded fist of the bearded man, and asked with a smile: "So, your fist is very hard?"

"What? Do you still want to try it?" asked the bearded man with a glaring glance.

Ye Wutian quickly raised a kind smile and said, "How could it be? Brother, your fist must be harder than a stone at a glance."

"Hmph! You know what you know." The bearded man said proudly, and shouted again, "I know that my brother's fist is hard, so why don't you get up quickly."

"Yes, yes! Please sit down, brothers, a few brothers." Ye Wutian said and stood up from his seat.

"Ha! He's really a coward." Wan Zhixuan took the opportunity to laugh at her.

However, the moment she finished speaking, the bald man who had just sat down in Ye Wutian's position suddenly screamed "ah" and jumped up from the position like an electric shock. He held his butt with both hands and screamed: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much."

The other three big men quickly looked at the bald man's butt, and saw three silver needles inserted into his butt, and most of the needle body was penetrated, with only a small needle handle exposed, which made people feel tighter when they looked.

The bearded man immediately turned his head and looked at Ye Wutian. He slapped the table and stood up, shouting angrily: "Boy, how dare you put needles on the chair."

Ye Wutian quickly pretended to be panicked, shook his head and denied, "Brother, don't wrong me. I don't dare to borrow ten courage from me."

Although the bearded man also felt that Ye Wutian did not have the courage, he still questioned: "Then why did you just sit down and my brother was stabbed by a needle as soon as he sat down."

Ye Wutian thought for a while and guessed: "Maybe the needles were stuck to his butt before, and then he stabbed them in as soon as he sat down."

The bearded man pondered for a moment, then nodded, feeling that there was some truth.

"Brother, I think your brother can't sit anymore, so why don't you give me this seat?" Ye Wutian said with a smile.

"I think you just want to sit in this position, so you deliberately set up a trap to harm my third brother, right?" A man with a long face stared at Ye Wutian with a suspicious face. This guy looked a little smart, and he was afraid he was not so easy to fool.

However, Ye Wutian still pretended to be innocent and said, "Brother, do you think I look like this? How could a man like me do such a thing? Besides, your third brother looks so likable, how can I bear to hurt him?"

The long-faced man didn't listen to Ye Wutian's nonsense. He ordered the fat man opposite him. "Fourth brother, go and search for his body to see if there is any silver needle on him."

The fat man immediately walked out of his position, came to Ye Wutian, and scolded, "Boy, raise your hand."

"Are you looking for this?" Ye Wutian took the initiative to take out a silver needle, shook it in front of the fat man, and asked with a smile.

"Brother, he has silver needles on him." The fat man quickly reported to the bearded man excitedly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he screamed again with a "ah". The silver needle in Ye Wutian's hand had been inserted into his fat left arm, and his left arm immediately drooped weakly.
Chapter completed!