The Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Reunion has not officially started yet, and the banquet is still being arranged. Lin Hai walked around and didn't see anyone he knew, so he simply planned to go to the table in advance and sit down.

There were about fifty or sixty people invited to this cultural gathering. Six tables were set up on the deck, with each table for ten people. Each seat had a red piece of paper with the name of the host on it for easy seating.

Lin Hai consciously started looking for the farthest table, but he found that his name was actually posted on the main table.

The so-called main table is the table with the most distinguished status. Lin Hai is the son of a merchant. No matter how rich his family is, he will not be looked down upon by the nobles. If Lin Hai was not the only one with the same name in the audience, Lin Hai would have doubted whether he had the same name.

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About half an hour later, the servants on the shore sang a few auspicious words loudly, and then the big boat started to swim in the night scenery of the West Lake in the wind.

It was the full moon, and the long-awaited Mid-Autumn Festival Festival finally began. The talented and beautiful people in extraordinary clothes checked their names one by one and took their seats on the left and right.

At this time, someone noticed that Lin Hai, the son of a businessman, was actually sitting at the main table. His eyes trembled and discussions started.

To be honest, when Lin Hai was sitting at this time, he was already quite unhappy, because this group of talented and beautiful people maintained their noble status as literati, talking in groups behind each other's backs, and did not pay any attention to Lin Hai, even though they were sitting at the same table.

Lin Hai took the initiative to talk to someone, but the response was quite cold.

Damn it!

After discovering the silent xenophobia of the "literati" around him, Lin Hai stopped doing this kind of hot-faced and cold-butt thing. If the ship hadn't already left the shore, he would have really wanted to get off the ship.

"Mr. Ma is also here to reward you today!"

"The city lord's daughter invites you, so Ma has to come no matter what!"

A familiar voice from the distance reached his ears. Lin Hai raised his eyebrows and looked back. Sure enough, he saw Ma Shounian with a proud look on his face. Surrounded by the scholars who were shouting in front of him and behind him, he looked like the protagonist today.

Here comes the table.

It's not like enemies don't get together. Ma Shounian, who was proud of the spring breeze, also saw Lin Hai who was alone at the main table.

"Hey, isn't this the eldest son of a wealthy businessman in Youzhou, Young Master Lin Hailin?"

Ma Shounian saw Lin Hai's current predicament with just one glance. He walked over with a smile on his face and seemed to have a close relationship with him. He said "son of a wealthy businessman" in a strong accent. The crowd of sought-after literati behind him responded in unison.

A burst of laughter of unknown meaning.

Lin Hai, who was already in a bad mood, became even worse after seeing Ma Shounian's face again. However, Lin Hai did not show his hatred on his face. Instead, he asked Ma Shounian like he had been a friend for many years:

"What a coincidence, Ma Captou. It's rare that we don't have to investigate the case today. The banquet will officially start later. Lin will definitely give Ma Captou a few more glasses of water and wine!"

It's okay not to mention this, but Ma Shounian gets very angry when he mentions it. The traces of the Wei siblings have not been found for half a month. The Youzhou authorities have now begun to give up the search because they speculated that the Wei family members

He has already escaped from the country, and there is little hope of being captured.

Seeing his former career advancement slip away from his hands, Lin Hai, who did not report the knowledge, naturally became a thorn in his side. Today was the right time, how could he let go of this great humiliation opportunity?

So the two people, who were smiling on the surface, but actually were mad at each other in their hearts, just started to hurt each other in front of many gentlemen and young ladies in the literary society, as if no one else was watching.

"Why did Mr. Lin come to the cultural gathering with a sword? No wonder, Uncle Lin is a businessman, but he still doesn't know the etiquette and courtesy for such an elegant gathering."

"You're welcome, Mr. Ma. I heard that you are going back to Beijing soon? We haven't caught the prisoner yet, how can we go all the way empty-handed? Stay a few more days, stay a few more days! Maybe I will

God thought of something and caught him!"

Many young men and young ladies at the cultural gathering were dumbfounded as they watched the two people arguing with each other. At first, the two of them could suppress their anger, but after fighting for a while, they started to get really angry.

Laughing:

"I heard that Mr. Lin has become interested in martial arts recently, why don't we try it out?"

Lin Hai was overjoyed when he heard this. This Ma Shounian's skill was at the eighth level of the day after tomorrow. With this level of cultivation, he can be regarded as a rare hero among the young generation in the world. But how did he know that Lin Hai had reached the peak of the day after training in less than a month? Now he bumped into it.

Under the muzzle of his gun, he naturally agreed:

"I've heard long ago that Mr. Ma is both civil and military, and I'd like to receive some advice today!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, the scholars in Youzhou City suddenly went into an uproar. Some stepped forward to break up the fight, while others watched the excitement. Of course, the most common ones were sarcastic.

"This Lin Hai is really ignorant. He has only practiced for a few days? Mr. Ma is well-known in Kyoto for being both civil and military!"

"This man who was born as a businessman really has no cultivation at all. He just said a few words and asked someone to do something. I really don't know who invited him!"

After hearing the words of those who admired Ma Shounian and deliberately lowered himself, Lin Hai, who had just stood up from his seat, not only looked around at the people gossiping around him, but everyone fell silent wherever he looked.

A bunch of rats, I really don’t know why Tiantian is so superior!

After Lin Hai was angry at the beginning, he suddenly stopped being angry, because this group of people was not worthy of being angry at all. Likewise, he was also a little uninterested. Why did he waste his time attending a cultural gathering with a group of people?

Lin Hai held the handle of the knife and came to an empty deck. The night wind from the West Lake blew with cool water vapor, which seemed to stretch the pores all over the body. Lin Hai held the handle of the knife with one hand and made up his mind.

Note that after beating this Ma Shounian, he stopped eating with these sour scholars and said lazily to Ma Shounian:

"I'm not doing well in my studies. Please show Mr. Ma some mercy."

Hearing Lin Hai's words, there seemed to be a hint of softness. Ma Shounian suddenly felt happy and laughed three times. He said that it was natural as if he had a chance to win.

Ma Shounian smiled happily, and Lin Hai smiled even happier.

Be proud, be happy, I will punch you so hard that even your mother won't be able to recognize you!

The two of them stood in the field separately, each concentrating on preparing to take action. Lin Hai pushed the power of Qi and blood in his body to its peak state. On the surface, it was calm and calm, but the power of Qi and blood inside was like a surging wave in a river, ready to explode.

However, at this critical moment, a shout suddenly broke the solemn atmosphere in the field:

"This is the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Festival. If you want to fight, get off the boat and fight to your heart's content!"
Chapter completed!