1595: C1595 Twelve to One

C1595 Twelve to One

The twelve friends that Hall Master Yang had mentioned were undoubtedly the twelve people that he got Lord Bai Weng to find for him a few days ago.1

They were Dragon Fang, Murong Yin, Hei Yan, Jiang Yu, Liu Yunluo, Qin Yuxuan, Ye Chen, Lu Zifeng and his three sworn brothers, Old Second Lei Meng, Old Third Lin Yan and Fourth Elder Long Yunfei.

The speed at which Lord Bai Weng summoned them was much faster than Long Bufan had expected.

After all, when he first came to the Temple Hall, he had spent an entire ten days worth of travel. Furthermore, he was summoning twelve people at once, so there was bound to be some delay in time.

This kind of speed couldn't help but make Long Bufan sigh with emotion. It seemed like the methods of important people were more capable.

"I still have half a year before I enter the plane of existence. It's good if I arrive early." Long Bufan muttered in his heart, he had fought with Zhang Huayun for the past two days, but he did not consider how to arrange the twelve of them.

Thinking about that, Long Bufan looked at Hall Master Yang and smiled: "Hall Master, I'll have to trouble you to get me a sound transmitting and call my twelve friends over immediately to head for Golden Sea Pavilion in the inner city. We need to have a private chat for a while."

The meaning of Long Bufan's words, 'privately speaking', was extremely obvious. With the Hall Master Yang's intelligence, she naturally understood the meaning behind it, which meant that there was no need for an old man like him to participate.

Hall Master Yang gave Long Bufan a weird look. She didn't know what Long Bufan was up to, but since the Deacon Hall's mission was always confidential, he did not ask too much. She immediately took out a red and yellow sound transmitting, and in the blink of an eye, it lit up in front of him and transmitted Long Bufan's meaning.

"Thank you, Hall Master. I will treat you to a banquet some other day." Long Bufan's face was filled with gratitude as he cupped his hands in a disciple's greeting. After he finished speaking, his body immediately emanated with an invisible wave of energy.

"This boy. The two emperors are going to fight with the genius of the Zhang family. At such a crucial moment, he actually has the leisure to go to a restaurant and have a gathering of friends." Hall Master Yang shook her head and sighed, but because of Long Bufan's relaxed attitude, he had more confidence in Long Bufan.

His eyes flashed, and he took out another sound transmitting from the storage bag, immediately burning it in front of him, and then his low and hoarse voice slowly sounded: "Help this old man search for 50,000 contribution points, bet on Long Bufan winning!"

The quality of the dishes could be said to be luxurious, the ingredients used were not low level demon beast meat and various heaven and earth treasures. Every time he consumed it, he would earn over a thousand contribution points, and the majority of the customers entering and exiting were people with status and position in the Temple Hall.

Previously, when he was walking around aimlessly in the inner city, Long Bufan paid special attention to the restaurant called 'Golden Sea Pavilion'. Originally, he wanted to go there to have a feast after Divine Arms Hall picked his weapon, but later, he fell out with Zhang Huayun and didn't have the time to taste it.

After a while, Long Bufan, who was stepping on a sword beam, appeared in the sky above the inner city with both hands behind his back, full of the aura of an expert.

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