Meng Xuan didn't expect that he had such a high reputation. To be honest, good things are not famous, and bad things are spread thousands of miles away. His reputation in Sixiang City is probably higher than Xiao Yufei. After all, no matter how powerful Xiao Yufei is, others can only look up to him. As for Meng Xuan, when everyone mentions it, he can sigh and laugh at him.

However, Meng Xuan was a little angry because the Leng family's slaves were so rude.

He whipped his sleeves and said coldly: "The guest arrived in front of the door but was blocked outside the door. Is this the way for your Leng family to treat guests?"

If you don’t say it, then the gatekeepers immediately glared at each other, and the one on the left sneered: “The abandoned disciples of the Immortal Sect actually have such a big air. I dare to say that our Leng family does not understand the way of treating guests. I want to ask you, are you worthy of being a guest of the Leng family?”

The man on the right looked at the paper bag in Meng Xuan's hand and sneered: "What kind of gift are you holding in your hand? Come out and take a look!"

"Two pounds of good dessert..."

Meng Xuan lifted the paper bag and shook it, and said with a smile.

This is also false. I brought up all the better snacks to Qiao Yue'er yesterday, and these two packs are left.

"I just want to go to our Leng family's door with two packs of broken snacks. Are you slandering our Leng family?"

When the servants heard this, they immediately raised their eyebrows. If there weren't many people around, they would have to attack Meng Xuan.

"Ha, then you should tell me what kind of congratulations you have to come to Leng Mansion?"

Meng Xuan said coldly.

A servant was about to speak, but was grabbed by another smart servant and said in his ear: "Don't pay attention to him, so that outsiders will see him. They will say that we will treat guests and damage the Leng family's face. Since this waste is so cold and scary, I will just drive him to the flowing mat and sit. After all, he is the young master of the Meng family. He has a shameless attitude, and he knows it in his heart..."

When the clerk heard this, his eyes lit up immediately and he sneered at Meng Xuan: "Why would our Leng family care about this gift? Not to mention carrying two packs of snacks, even if he came empty-handed, he would also be a guest of the Leng family. However, there are many people coming to the mansion today. If you are in this position, don't go in, so as not to hit the distinguished guests. This way, you can keep this snack yourself and sit there and have a bar!"

As he said that, he pointed in one direction, and the onlookers couldn't help but burst into laughter when they saw it.

But it turned out that the direction the family pointed was a flowing table outside the mansion, which was a kind of donation. Whenever there was a happy event at home, they would also put a long walk outside the mansion while placing wine. The bitter people in the city, no matter whether they were rich or not, as long as they went to the gate of the Leng Mansion to say auspicious words, they could sit there and drink and eat meat for free. They asked Meng Xuan to go there, and they really regarded him as a beggar.

"Ha, that's fine..."

Meng Xuan didn't care, so he glanced at the servants at the door, sneered, and actually sat down.

"Haha, let alone, Young Master Meng is sitting there, which matches his identity..."

A group of servants burst into laughter.

Meng Xuan just sneered in his heart, and he was not polite. He sat on the flowing mat, eating and drinking whatever he should eat. He also pulled an old beggar with a dirty face on the tent and punched his fist, not minding the eyes of others who looked over, and was very comfortable.

"Oh, Mr. Meng, you are a man without airs and are a good person. Just sitting with us, I may have the best share!"

The old beggar had a kind heart. After drinking a few drinks with Meng Xuan, he whispered to him to leave.

Meng Xuanhun didn't care, smiled and said, "If I say, someone will invite us in later, do you believe it?"

"That's impossible..."

After hearing Meng Xuan's words, the old beggar smiled with a gap and shook his head repeatedly.

Meng Xuan smiled and said, "What if I said that Master Leng was invited to come in? Do you believe it?"

The old beggar was startled, looked at Meng Xuan strangely, and muttered: "Young Master Meng is a good person, but he has too little alcohol tolerance!" It turns out that he thought Meng Xuan had drunk too much.

After eating and drinking on the flowing table for a while, Meng Xuan was still wondering whether to show his cultivation level, so as to alarm Master Leng in the mansion. He knew that with his current level of seventh level of true qi, he only needed to release a trace of energy and could be sensed by the masters in the mansion and then come out to observe. This was also a special method of sending messages for those with cultivation.

However, at this moment, an old man in Mayi slowly walked out of the mansion, and a young man in Jinyi spoke respectfully beside him.

When the servants saw the two of them, they immediately worshiped respectfully. Anyone who knew them naturally knew that the young master Jinyi was Master Leng's great-grandson, Leng Chan, the young master of the Leng family. The old man who spoke respectfully was not his elder, but Master Leng's personal servant, named Leng Zhu, and was also a master of swordsmanship with a very high status.

Leng Zhu was originally Master Leng’s personal servant. He has been with Master Leng for more than 70 years and has a close relationship. Although he is a slave, no one in the Leng Mansion dares to disrespect. Even Master Leng’s son would respectfully call him “Uncle Zhu” when he saw him.

Leng Zhu said lightly to Young Master Leng, and accidentally looked at the flowing mat. Suddenly, his body shook and stared at a young man who was eating and drinking in disbelief. After taking a closer look, his body trembled.

He seemed to want to go over and say hello, but he remembered something, held it back, suddenly turned around and quickly walked into the mansion.

After a while, suddenly there was a noise in front of the Leng Mansion. A large group of people knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully. However, in the Leng Mansion, a thin old man walked out quickly. His aura was sharp and his steps were as light as flying. His eyes were bright, and he looked like a sword that was unsheathed. He was either someone else, but he was the legendary figure of Sixiang City, Master Leng.

Seeing that this ancestor had come out, it seemed that he was looking for someone, and the officials of all the families didn't even dare to breathe.

Master Leng glanced at him and saw Meng Xuan. He wanted to go over, but he forced himself to hold it back, and he was afraid.

At this moment, Meng Xuan turned around and nodded inadvertently.

Master Leng breathed a sigh of relief, walked over quickly, bowed and said, "Little... Young man, the unknown big frame is coming, I will not be welcomed!"

Meng Xuan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll come today. I'm going to congratulate Master Leng for his health!"

When the onlookers saw Master Leng, they came here to talk to Meng Xuan. They were all shocked and thought they were confused.

Master Leng was about to speak, but suddenly realized where Meng Xuan was sitting, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He thought that Meng Xuan had a strange personality and deliberately sat on the flowing mat, so he had to put a bench on his own, sit down, and said, "Since the young man is the Leng Mansion, why don't you go into the mansion? If you sit here, isn't that ugly?"

Meng Xuan smiled and said, "I originally wanted to go in, and I also brought you two packs of snacks, but the threshold for your Leng Mansion is high!"

"Um?"

Master Leng was stunned, and a sense of anger emanated from his body.

"Cicada, kneel down!"

Master Leng had not spoken, but Leng Zhu already understood his thoughts and suddenly shouted loudly.

Master Leng Xiuchan was so scared that she knelt on the ground with a "thump", but her face was filled with a blank look.

"Cyan'er, did you stop my husband's distinguished guest outside the mansion?"

Master Leng’s voice was not high, but the air seemed to have a fierce murderous intent, which made people frightened.

"Great grandpa forgives the crime... Chan'er really doesn't know what happened..."

Leng Chan suffered a meaningless disaster, and her face turned pale because of scaring.

"Don't blame Mr. Leng for this matter..."

Meng Xuan smiled and helped Master Leng up, then lowered his voice and said to Master Leng: "Don't do it so seriously. So many people are watching him. Just think I am an ordinary junior of you... By the way, my name is Meng Xuan, the second place!"

Master Leng nodded slightly, but still said to Leng Chan coldly: "I actually blocked my distinguished guest outside the door. Is the Leng family so ignorant now? Yun'er, go and ask your father how he manages this family!"

Leng Chan dared not argue and lowered her head and agreed.

"Mr. Meng, go in with me. I see who dares to block the road!"

Meng Xuan smiled and pointed to the old beggar next to him and said, "There is another friend of mine here, he didn't bring any congratulations!"

Master Leng smiled bitterly and cursed: "Do I lack that little thing? I will give him a gift when I leave!"

As he said that, he bowed slightly to the old beggar and smiled, "Brother, come to the mansion with me to have a bar?"

The old beggar was shocked, holding half of a pig's hooves in his hand, and was helped into the Leng Mansion in a daze.

When passing by the gate of Leng Mansion, the servants were already scared and lost their minds. They suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Meng Xuan continuously. They all looked pale and their heads were bleeding, but they didn't even dare to say a word of begging for mercy.

Meng Xuan ignored them and just said softly to Master Leng: "Don't commit murder!"

Master Leng nodded, turned around and said to Leng Chan: "Kill three and keep one!"

Leng Chan became even more dizzy this time, but fortunately Leng Zhu immediately explained to him.

"This... I'm not mistaken, Master Leng actually welcomed Young Master Meng into the mansion himself?"

"Even when Mr. Xiao came to visit, Master Leng didn't come out to greet him in person. What happened?"

"You haven't seen Mr. Meng a word, even the old beggar was respectfully welcomed into the Leng Mansion. Mr. Meng is just an abandoned disciple of the Immortal Sect. Where did he get such a big face?"

"Shh, you're desperate? Master Leng is so polite to Master Meng. Do you dare to say that he is an abandoned disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

The onlookers whispered, all with a look of surprise.
Chapter completed!