Chapter 95 What if I sit in the VIP seat?

Everyone in the public gallery gathered their attention.

I saw a young man in white clothes standing proudly, with a calm expression and indifferent eyes. A black sheathed long sword hung on his waist. His demeanor was extremely extraordinary.

The boy who led the way was shocked by Yang Haotian's attitude and didn't know how to react.

"What's going on, all this noise?"

The butler Mu Nanshuang who greeted guests at the door stepped forward.

Noticing Yang Haotian's sharp aura, he frowned slightly.

The boy stepped forward quickly and explained the matter very quickly.

"It's too crowded here. Let's go to the VIP seats."

Yang Haotian stepped forward.

Ye Lan and Ye Jian were surprised. Even though they had some blood relationship with the Electric Tribe, they just wanted to sit in the guest seats and did not dare to expect VIP seats.

Unexpectedly, Tianhao's tone was very loud and he wanted to go to the VIP table as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ye Lan was afraid that Yang Haotian didn't know the secret, so she reminded him in a low voice.

Yang Haotian smiled lightly and didn't take it to heart.

Ye Lan gritted her teeth, raised her feet and followed:

"Ye Jian, let's follow Brother Tian..."

But the matter started because of their siblings, and Tianhao couldn't deal with it alone no matter what, "Let's go to the VIP table today!"

Ye Lan used the word "break", indicating that she also knew that if she wanted to enter the VIP table, she would probably cause a disturbance.

"Your Excellency?"

The steward Mu Nanshuang had a bad look on his face and blocked Yang Haotian's path.

He is responsible for coordinating this treasure-hunting conference and naturally does not allow accidents to happen.

He stopped in front of Yang Haotian, with a cold light in his eyes.

An intimidating momentum turned into an invisible sword and forced towards Yang Haotian——

Mu Nanshuang saw that Yang Haotian was a sword cultivator, so he wanted to use his momentum to force Yang Haotian to retreat.

However.

In terms of aura, even Feng Yiwei, the master of Fengjia Fort, could not raise his head in front of Yang Haotian.

Not to mention a mere butler.

Yang Haotian didn't even stop for a moment and came towards Mu Nanshuang all the way.

The aura that Mu Nanshuang was so proud of could hardly lift even half of the pressure in front of Yang Haotian!

"Lead the way."

Yang Haotian looked indifferent and authentic.

Mu Nanshuang smiled coldly, "Your Excellency directly provokes me, Fengjiabao, do you want to ruin this treasure hunting conference?"

He said while quietly waving his hands.

Seeing the gesture, several figures silently surrounded him.

These people turned into guests, vaguely surrounding Yang Haotian and the others, and could launch an attack at any time.

But to outsiders, they just thought it was the normal movement of guests and would not think that a dispute had occurred here.

"Well, even the secret guards have been mobilized. Unfortunately, the speed is not fast enough, and the whereabouts are not well hidden. It is not good enough."

Yang Haotian shook his head and saw the level of these secret guards at a glance.

As early as when he was eight years old, his grandfather assigned a group of secret guards to him to protect him.

Yang Haotian improved the secret guard's action method based on some things he read in the book.

This also made the Yang family's secret guard mobility much higher than that of other clans, causing the elders to greatly admire Yang Haotian.

Yang Haotian saw through these people brought in by Mu Nanshuang at a glance. He glanced at them like a sword:

"It's okay, let's go."

A scene that shocked Mu Nanshuang appeared. The secret guards who were only under his leadership dispersed without hesitation.

"How is this possible!"

Mu Nanshuang's heart was shocked and she looked towards Yang Haotian suddenly, only to see stars falling and abyss sweeping across Yang Haotian's eyes.

He seemed to be locked by an unparalleled divine sword, and a dangerous aura enveloped Mu Nanshuang.

A huge fear arose in Mu Nanshuang's heart. She felt that if she dared to say no even half a word, she might get blood splattered on the spot, and her life or death would be uncertain.

Mu Nanshuang immediately led the three of them to the guest seats, "Three distinguished guests, please take your seats quickly..."

Ye Lan and Ye Jian's eyes suddenly lit up. They didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.

It's so easy to get into the guest seats.

The few cultivators behind them who followed them quietly could not help but widen their eyes in shock:

Are these three guys really qualified to sit in the guest seats?

Unexpectedly, before Mu Nanshuang could finish her words, she was interrupted by Yang Haotian:

"I told you that I would take the young master to the VIP table."

Mu Nanshuang's pupils shrank and she looked at Ye Lan and Ye Jian in surprise:

What is the relationship between these siblings and this terrifying sword cultivator?

Many guests around had already been attracted by such a small disturbance, and cast curious looks at the two siblings:

The Ye family in Tianju City?

I've never heard of it, what's the origin?

Could it be related to the Ye family of the Electric Clan in the Yaochi Holy Land?

Seeing that Yang Haotian didn't want to give up, the housekeeper Mu Nanshuang couldn't help but beg quietly:

"Three of you, please show your respects. Our Fengjiabao Treasure Hunting Conference is of great importance. The VIP seats in front are reserved for Nie Honglian, Yang Tiance and others. Just in case..."

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

Yang Haotian glanced coldly.

At this glance, he used a trace of Yinjiu Prison's "Netherworld Chaotic Eye Technique".

Mu Nanshuang was stunned for a moment.

He felt as if there was a thunderclap in his soul, and the indifferent young man in front of him seemed to have turned into a god from the Nine Heavens, giving him an idea that he could not refuse.

Without hesitation, he turned around and ushered the three of them into the VIP seats.

Yang Haotian, Ye Lan and Ye Jian sat down alone and waved to Mu Nanshuang:

"Go ahead."

Mu Nanshuang left, wondering:

How did you introduce three people to the VIP table?

Something big has happened!

This sword cultivator has an unknown origin and strange strength. We must report it to the castle lord quickly!

"Brother Tian, ​​we are sitting here. Lord Feng will not be angry, right?"

Ye Lan was a little restless and couldn't help asking.

Ye Jian was calm, "Hey, we are already sitting here, sister, we have to trust Brother Tian."

The siblings couldn't help but change their names and called Yang Haotian brother.

Even if they were slow to react, they knew that Yang Haotian had an extraordinary origin. At least he was not afraid of Fengjiabao at all.

However, Ye Lan was thoughtful and secretly worried about Yang Haotian's safety:

Even if Brother Tian had an extraordinary background, how could he deal with the entire Fengjiabao alone?

"Brother Tian, ​​we have to be careful of Lord Feng..."

"Hehe, Feng Yiwei is at most a manager. He is not the protagonist of this treasure hunt."

Yang Haotian said.

Ye Jian's eyes lit up, "Brother Tian, ​​do you think Fairy Nie and Young Master Yang will come?"

Even the Lord of Fengbao is not the protagonist, there must be more important people coming.

Without waiting for Yang Haotian to answer, Ye Jian sighed to himself:

"I heard that Yang Tiance is very powerful, even facing the young master of the Yang family, he is not inferior, he..."

"Ye Jian!"

Ye Lan interrupted her brother unhappily, "How many times have I told you not to praise Yang Tiance so much! This person challenged his own young master in front of outsiders, he is a selfish person, and I heard that he also caused the young master of the Yang family, Yang Haotian, to lose the Qilin Sword..."