Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Whispers rippled through the crowd; clearly, some people had been overcome by Wu Lie's presence.

Shen Weiwei couldn't hold back any longer: "Wu Lie! Don't act impulsively, don't gamble with your future. Teacher Su's group is full of problems, they're just dragging you down..."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Lang glanced at her: "If you slander my mentor again, I'll break your legs."

Shen Weiwei was furious, but just as she was about to speak, she suddenly remembered that Jiang Lang had broken both of her legs at noon.

This wasn't just empty talk; they really dared to take action.

He dared to touch the son of the school board member, so how could he have such a powerful background?

Having figured this out, her face turned a little pale, and she shut her mouth again.

This guy has absolutely no self-awareness about being a fraud, just like someone who came from a gang.

The others exchanged glances, no longer daring to provoke Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang glanced at Wu Lie: "Want to have dinner together?"

"eat!"

"Is the injury fully healed?"

"Almost done."

"Can I drink alcohol?"

"able!"

"Then let's go!"

The group left the garage, and soon the two cars drove out of the campus.

Before long, we arrived at a private restaurant next to Qijiang.

The Qijiang River runs through Yunjin, with Qipu District to the south and Linqi District, a residential area for ordinary people, to the north.

Because of access restrictions, many people cannot cross the bridge. This private restaurant is located on the banks of the Qijiang River, so it is regarded by the people on the other side of the river as a symbol of "high-end cuisine", even though it is only considered a middle-class restaurant in Qipu.

Sure enough, as soon as they entered the gate, Wu Lie and his group couldn't help but look around with curiosity.

They looked like they had finally arrived at the legendary place.

We entered the private room.

Bai Zhaoli was finally able to take off her sunglasses and face mask: "I'm so hungry! Jiang Lang, let me order a couple of dishes first... Why are you all staring at me?"

She felt a tightness in her chest, as if her identity had been exposed.

But that doesn't make sense. Ordinary people have very low internet access, so they shouldn't be able to find their own photos!

"You guys keep watching!"

Jiang Lang clapped his hands: "This pretty senior is only here to help out today. If you don't look at her properly today, you won't have a chance to see her again."

Everyone then snapped out of their daze, embarrassed, and averted their gaze, sitting down awkwardly in their chairs.

Bai Zhaoli: "..."

It turns out it was just about looks.

This rogue has good taste; he even knows he's a beautiful woman.

However, he knew that wiping his chest with his own face was an utterly heinous crime.

Jiang Lang shook his head. The living environments on both sides of the river were too different. Bai Zhaoli was already beautiful, and her proud little swan-like temperament was too eye-catching.

He asked the waiter for a menu without prices, had Bai Zhaoli order a few items, and then had everyone else order one item each, while he himself ordered a few bottles of wine.

"Can everyone have something to drink?"

"Yes, but I can't hold my liquor very well..."

"It's okay! If you can't drink anymore, just stop. It's just a friendly chat."

Jiang Lang didn't intend to discipline them with drinking culture; he simply wanted to use a slight buzz to trick them into returning to school to submit their application materials. He was just afraid that these people would be too wary.

A short while later, the dishes were served.

He soon realized that his worries were unnecessary.

Whether it was the wine or the food, it was all a bit too much for the martial arts performers. From beginning to end, their chopsticks and wine glasses never stopped, clinking and clattering as they drank.

He had tried very hard to get a word in edgewise, and the martial arts performers answered enthusiastically, but their mouths were mostly occupied with food and drink, and they only managed to get basic information. The meal left Jiang Lang quite frustrated.

Wu Lie's parents died in Liaocheng, so he came to Yunjin alone to seek refuge with distant relatives.

Chen Hang, a local from Yunjin, came from a small family business. He sold everything he owned to buy a set of basic medicines, which boosted his physical abilities to the level of a cultivator. He then found a martial arts school that catered to cultivators.

Zhao Ming's family background and experiences are similar to Chen Hang's, or rather, most martial arts performers are like this. Their families have some money and then support one child in an effort to improve their lives.

The disability rate in colleges and universities is not low, but it is much safer than climbing the ranks in the military, where you risk your life. Moreover, the upper limit is much higher. Even if you don't get a diploma, as long as your GPA is not low, you can still find a good job with your transcript.

The only girl, Zhang Qiqi, is a bit special. Her father ran a small martial arts school, but he was later challenged and died in the ring. Knowing that she was not good at running a business, her mother immediately sold all her businesses and focused on raising her daughter.

Among the four, Zhang Qiqi has the most solid basic skills, all thanks to her training since childhood.

"That was a really satisfying meal..."

Wu Lie leaned back comfortably in his chair, his cheeks flushed.

The other three were in a similar situation.

Jiang Lang wiped his mouth: "Have you all finished eating?"

"I'm finished eating, thank you for your hospitality, senior brother!"

"Thank you, senior brother."

"This place is really delicious."

"As long as it tastes good."

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "Let's go to the school now and get the group registration done so we can avoid trouble tomorrow."

Upon hearing this...

Zhang Qiqi immediately snapped out of her daze: "Senior, let's not rush this. Since we have to record the materials anyway, why not wait until the resident instructors arrive and enter them all at once? That would be more convenient."

Upon hearing this, the slight intoxication in Chen Hang and Zhao Ming's eyes quickly dissipated.

Although I wasn't with a tour group, I still sat up a little straighter.

The main reason they signed the letter of intent with Jiang Lang was that he had promised to have a very capable resident instructor.

Before the resident instructors arrived, they were really hesitant to sign.

"Jiang Lang!"

Bai Zhaoli rested her chin on her hand, looking at Jiang Lang with a teasing expression: "Your newly recruited martial arts performer seems hard to fool; your trick of getting him drunk doesn't seem to have worked!"

Jiang Lang was somewhat annoyed and gave everyone a resentful look.

The three martial arts performers felt somewhat awkward under their gaze, after all, they had just eaten a meal together.

Wu Lie sensed something was off, cleared his throat in preparation to reason with them, but was stopped by a hand.

Jiang Langchong and the other two raised their eyebrows: "Want to see the instructor?"

"think!"

Zhang Qiqi nodded, somewhat avoiding eye contact with Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang wasn't angry at all: "Then you can stay up a little later tonight, and I'll take you to visit the instructor. Junior Sister Bai, will you take Xiao Kui back?"

"No, you've been drinking. How can you drive?"

"I replaced it with water a long time ago, what kind of eyesight do you have?"

"?"

Bai Zhaoli looked puzzled, wondering how this guy could move so fast and still manage to hide it from her even when they were so close.

She rolled her eyes at Jiang Lang: "I'm going too. I'll take Xiao Kui first. You guys wait for me a bit."

Xu Yanzhi wasn't very interested in the instructors, but he didn't want to go home either, so he asked Bai Zhaoli to take him back to school to read literature. There was a lounge next to Su Yunchang's office, which had a sofa bed and a bathroom, making it perfect for working on research all night.

Bai Zhaoli came and went.

Soon the two cars drove onto the cross-river bridge and headed towards Linqi District.

She was driving alone, and the further she drove, the more uneasy she felt. So she simply dialed Jiang Lang's number: "Hey! Is that instructor you mentioned living in Linqi District?"

"No, you can't?"

"A folk master?"

"yes!"

"no?"

Bai Zhaoli was utterly puzzled: "The instructors in the other groups are all renowned experts, why did you choose this one..."

Jiang Lang countered, "Are they that powerful?"

"Of course it's amazing."

"So, do you think they're better than me?"

"You're always hiding it, how am I supposed to know?"

Bai Zhaoli snorted lightly: "But if it's a head-on fight, they're at least on par with you, right?"

She had only seen Jiang Lang fight He Yaozu. Although He Yaozu was considered a minor expert, this brief exchange was not enough to reveal his true strength. The only certainty was that Jiang Lang definitely had his own unique skill in speed.

But that time at Jinyulou, facing that level of encirclement, no resident instructor could rescue himself as easily as Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang smiled and asked, "Am I famous?"

Bai Zhaoli choked for a moment: "This..."

Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows: "Those who are good at fighting are definitely in the military, but there are also experts among the common people. Stay close to me!"

The next second, the call ended.

Immediately afterwards, the car she had been following roared away and quickly pulled away.

"What a boast!"

Bai Zhaoli spat and stepped on the gas.

……

Although both are in Yunjin, separated only by a river, Linqi District seems shrouded in a thick black veil compared to Qipu District, making the entire urban area much dimmer.

While the architectural style hasn't changed much, the building density has increased by more than one order of magnitude.

Along both sides of the road, there were insect-nest-like buildings everywhere, like rows of towering city walls, with insect chambers carved out inside, densely packed together.

Add to that a series of increasingly enormous buildings, and you're sure to trigger both megalophobia and trypophobia.

But that's how cities are nowadays.

For various reasons, the habitable area has shrunk several times, while the population has steadily increased. The wealthy want a comfortable environment, so they can only keep increasing the population density in the working-class areas.

Fortunately, this is Yunjin. Although Linqi District has a large population, its urban construction is quite good, which reasonably bears the pressure of high population density, and the streets are relatively clean.

"skr!"

"skr!"

The two cars stopped in front of a building that looked magnificent and stood out from the other gray buildings in the Linqi District.

Bai Zhaoli stepped out of the car, looking at the neon sign with a strange expression: "New Moon Royal Entertainment City? Jiang Lang, is the expert you were talking about here?"

Everyone else was also stunned, looking at each other, not knowing what to say.

Apart from a few affluent areas like Qipu District, all other districts in Yunjin are rife with organized crime.

The Crescent Royal Entertainment City in front of us is the public industrial center of "Crescent," the king of the underground world in Linqi District.

Basically, it contains everything you can imagine, both black and gray market activities.

The thought of this made everyone feel somewhat uneasy.

Zhang Qiqi, in particular, had a delicate face that was as pale as paper, as if she had thought of something terrible.

He took a step back and bumped into Bai Zhaoli.

Bai Zhaoli held her shoulders: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Qiqi's lips trembled: "Back then, my family's martial arts school went bankrupt, and I was almost sold here. My mother used all the connections she could to redeem me at a high price."