168: Not as good as Jiang Fan
Be like water.
Be gentle when it’s needed, be fierce when it’s necessary.
There’s no need to be polite to those with ill intentions.
Ling Guihai immediately froze.
He had thought that by instigating everyone to humiliate Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan would panic and give up his seat.
But Jiang Fan didn’t play by the rules.
Not only did he not give up his seat, but he also called out names, leaving Ling Guihai unsure whether to get angry or endure it.
If he got angry, this person was brought by Liu Qingxian.
If he endured it, would the ninth rank of the Golden List really sit at the last seat?
Fortunately.
Jiang Fan’s words caused an uproar.
“Impudent! How dare you speak to Big Brother Ling like that?”
“Don’t you have any sense? Move!”
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“Is this a seat you can sit at?”
However, Jiang Fan remained unmoved.
He glanced at a few shouting people and said, “Ling Guihai told me to sit here.”
“Who are you to contradict Ling Guihai?”
A few martial artists were frustrated.
They knew Jiang Fan’s reasoning was absurd, but they couldn’t refute it.
Blame it on Ling Guihai for not having good intentions, wanting to trouble Jiang Fan, but Jiang Fan didn’t play by the rules.
Instead, it left Ling Guihai in a dilemma.
Liu Qingxian finally understood the meaning behind Ling Guihai’s words, her face turned cold, and she slapped the table, saying, “I also asked Jiang Fan to sit here.”
“What, Ling Guihai and I have no objections, but you all do?”
The words they intended to say suddenly disappeared.
With Liu Qingxian stepping in, how could they dare to be impolite?
However, some still tried to defend Ling Guihai.
The female disciple from the Desires Sect, draped in a thin gauze, gracefully moved to sit beside Ling Guihai.
Her voluptuous body pressed against his arm, her eyes seductively said, “Wherever Junior Brother Ling sits is the chief seat.”
Ling Guihai smiled slightly, “Fairy Ruyue is too kind.”
The other martial artists suddenly realized this was a good opportunity to curry favor with Ling Guihai.
During the Martial Path exchange later, if Ling Guihai was in a good mood and casually pointed out a move or two, it would be worth more than a year or two of hard training.
So, they all stood up.
“Indeed, the rank of a seat is determined not by the seat itself, but by the person sitting in it.”
“Junior Brother Ling, this seat here is the highest!”
Watching them make a fuss over the seats.
Jiang Fan reluctantly said, “I told you I didn’t want to come.”
“Instead of wasting time, why not focus on cultivation,”
Liu Qingxian also frowned and said, “What a mess! How did a well-intentioned Martial Path exchange turn into this?”
“Let’s sit for a while longer. If Xia Chaoge doesn’t come, we’ll leave too!”
She couldn’t stand this atmosphere either.
But Ling Guihai was greatly enjoying being the center of attention.
He smiled indifferently and said, “Junior Brother Jiang, sit as you please in my seat.”
The crowd couldn’t help but sneer.
Ji Ruyue blinked her beautiful eyes and had a mind to flatter Ling Guihai even more, “Junior Brother Ling, I’ve long heard of your extraordinary swordsmanship, unmatched among the Nine-Sect.”
“Ruyue has admired it for a long time. Could you possibly demonstrate a segment of your swordsmanship to sate my appetite?”
With her words.
Everyone became interested.
Some genuinely wanted to see the swordsmanship of this elite disciple from the Myriad Swords Sect.