C1479 Ono's Acting Skills
Not only Faang Yun, but the others were also looking at Xiao Ye in confusion.
"Ahem, it's a long story..."
Just when Ye Hong was thinking about how to introduce Xiao Ye to the others, he saw Xiao Ye walk to the door with a few steps.
She obediently bowed to everyone and smiled sweetly. "Hello everyone. I am Cousin Ye Hong's distant cousin. You can just call me Xiao Ye.
I have been living in Dongting Province since I was young. I heard that Cousin came to Dongting and specially came to Immortal Farmer Town to play with him."
Her sweet appearance, gentle voice, and her obedient attitude made Jiang Yu's eyes light up.
"So cute!"
Jiang Yu could not help but lightly pinch Xiao Ye's tender white face and said to Ye Hong resentfully. "You have such a cute little cousin. Why have you never told us?"
Ye Hong saw Xiao Ye's face was not red and her heart did not beat as she made up this sentence. He was stunned in his heart.
However, he had no choice but to follow Xiao Ye's story and continue making up.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem. I didn't expect her to come to me all of a sudden. I was planning to tell you guys later. ..." "
Yan Ruo and Faang Yun nodded when they heard Xiao Ye's identity. They didn't seem to have any doubts.
On the other hand, Chu Jiaotong frowned and looked at Xiao Ye for a while. Suddenly, she recalled a portrait she had seen in the village.
Her pupils suddenly shrunk as she pointed at Xiao Ye and exclaimed, "Gong...!"
Ye Hong looked at Chu Jiaotong and shook his head at her imperceptibly.
Chu Jiaotong must have recognized Xiao Ye's identity just like the villagers of Yunmeng Village.
Luckily Chu Jiaotong received Ye Hong's instruction and quickly covered her mouth.
But the shock in her eyes could not be dispersed no matter what.
"Xiao Tong, what's wrong?"
Yan Ruo noticed Chu Jiaotong's strange behavior and asked with concern, "Are you going to start the competition? Are you a little nervous?"
Chu Jiaotong shook her head and forced herself not to look at Xiao Ye. She squeezed out a smile and said, "Uncle Yan, I'm fine."
Yan Ruo seemed to want to ask something but Ye Hong waved his hand and said, "Let's go. Let's go eat. After we finish eating, we will go to the venue."
The venue of the meeting was in a square on the west side of the town.
It was the biggest square in Immortal Farmer Town and the only place in the town that could host large-scale competitions.
Ye Hong and the others hastily took a bite of breakfast in the inn, then went straight to the square.
Although it was not yet eight o'clock, Immortal Farmer Town had already started to get lively.
Everyone in the town knew that today was the busiest day of the year.
On this day, the Immortal Farmer Town would gather the elite Doctors of the Ancient Medicine from all over the country.
Therefore, whether it was the herbalist and pharmaceutical businessmen, or the doctors who wanted to take the opportunity to seek famous doctors, they all followed him to the square early in the morning.
The entire square was tightly surrounded. The entrance to the square was guarded by a large number of members of the rearguard team. They checked one by one to prevent people with ulterior motives from sneaking into the square.
Fortunately, Ye Hong and the others had passed the inspection smoothly with the competition certificate issued by the meeting.0
However, when they checked Xiao Ye's body, there was a small accident.
Because she did not have the competition certificate on her body, she was stopped by the rear-guard team.
"Brother big brother, please let me in."
Xiao Ye lowered her head and trembled slightly. She said with a sad face, "My family members are seriously ill and can't afford to pay the expensive medical fees.
Helplessly, she could only come to the meeting to try her luck and see if she could meet the kind Doctors of the Ancient Medicine who was willing to save my family.
"Can you guys just treat it as saving someone's life?"
Xiao Ye's sparkling eyes looked at the members of the Version Order. Tears kept flowing in her eyes. She looked pitiful.
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