Chapter 307: Chapter 307: Meeting Lin Mengdie Again _1
Ye Ming was embarrassed to the extreme and kept explaining, "I am helping her improve her strength, after all, I am now her instructor."
Xia Ningning snorted and said, "The number one beauty of the Martial Department, the object of pursuit by countless men, not only is she beautiful, but she also has an explosive figure, and her character is candid and straightforward."
"Such a great beauty in your room, do you really tell me you’re not going to do anything? I don’t believe it!"
Seeing the two girls giggling, Ye Ming suddenly realized something.
No wonder Xu Lele kept saying she didn’t mind, it turned out these two knew about all this stuff already.
Suddenly feeling guilty, Ye Ming cleared his throat, decided not to hide anymore, and confessed, "Indeed, this time I had intended to break off our marriage contract, but a small accident occurred!"
"But rest assured, after the international competition next month, I will lay it all out with her!"
"Pfft!" Xia Ningning rolled her eyes at him, saying, "Talk is prettier than singing; I think you just can’t let go and are intentionally dragging out time!"
Xu Lele then said openly, "Ye Ming, it’s okay, I’ve already said it earlier, as long as there’s a place for me in your heart, I won’t mind!"
"As long as you still think of me, as long as you’re happy, anything is fine!"
"Le Le... you’re really great!" Ye Ming said, very touched.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Ming wished he could slap himself twice.
He suddenly felt that what Xu Xincheng said was right, that he did indeed seem like a jerk. Xu Lele was so good to him, such a gentle and considerate girl, he absolutely must not let her down.
To this point, she still thought about his feelings.
But what about him? At that time, he actually developed feelings for Wang Yating, he even felt an impulse to make a move on Wang Yating.
No!
Ye Ming made up his mind that he had to find an opportunity to call off this marriage contract.
After making his decision, Ye Ming reached out to Zhou Dalong using the phone number previously given by him.
Soon, Zhou Dalong personally drove over to pick him up, and the two set off for Jiangbei.
On the way, Zhou Dalong reintroduced Ye Ming to the outline of the medicinal materials conference and the distribution of power in Jiangbei.
What is special about the city of Jiangbei is the large number of ancient sects and martial experts all over the place.
This medicinal materials conference is held by the various ancient sects themselves; normally, ordinary people or those who are not members of the ancient sects are not allowed to participate – they call it ’keeping the good things within the family.’
Zhou Dalong, motivated by money, had sneaked in numerous times posing as a member of other sects.
Of course, he also mentioned the wealth of treasures at the medicinal materials conference, and Ye Ming was already starting to look forward to it.
Moreover, the chance to meet more reclusive experts sent his heart surging with excitement.
Upon entering Jiangbei, Ye Ming was still somewhat surprised.
This city was not much different from other big cities, hardly looking like a city filled with martial experts.
But through the car window, Ye Ming had already spotted many disciples from various sects in their unique clothing.
Half an hour later, Zhou Dalong brought Ye Ming to the site of the medicinal materials conference.
The venue for the medicinal materials conference was not some high-rise building but rather a luxurious private estate.
At this time, many disciples from different sects had already gathered outside the door to look around, among them some elderly individuals exuding an air of being masters, clearly the archetype of a martial expert.
Great Grandmaster Fighters were countless, and there were many Earth Rank Fighters as well.
Just as the two were about to enter the manor, they were stopped.
Zhou Dalong, familiar with the procedure, said, "I am a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect, and the person next to me is my senior brother!"
The two’s attire stood out starkly against the rest of the crowd, and the guard at the entrance had already spotted the flaw. However, he didn’t want to create an incident—in case the two really had some kind of status—so he decided to let them in.
But just as they set foot inside, a scolding voice came from behind them: "Disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect? I think they are clearly impostors!"
The voice was very familiar; it was none other than Zhang Changyang of the Xuanyang Sect, who had been previously upstaged by Ye Ming.
Instantly, the surrounding crowd turned their gazes towards them.
The act of impersonating disciples from another sect wasn’t a big deal, but it wasn’t a trivial matter either.
"Zhang Changyang? You’re also here?" Ye Ming looked at him coldly and asked, "Are you looking to make things unpleasant for yourself?"
Zhang Changyang’s face twisted with malice, thinking back to the time Ye Ming had stolen his thunder, causing waves of anger to surge within him.
Now that he had seen Ye Ming, of course, he couldn’t let it go so easily.
"Heh, don’t change the subject. I just want to know, are you really a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect?" Zhang Changyang knew Ye Ming was skilled, so he decided not to confront him head-on, intending instead to make Ye Ming lose face and stumble.
He said, "The Xuanyuan Sect’s unique martial skills—show me two moves, and I’ll believe you. Otherwise, by brazenly impersonating a member of another sect and tarnishing the reputation of the Xuanyuan Sect, I cannot just stand by."
"You..." Zhou Dalong was momentarily at a loss for words, and sweat immediately began trickling down his forehead.
He had chosen to impersonate a member of the Xuanyuan Sect because he knew the sect was powerful, and no one dared to provoke or inquire into the affairs of its members.
But he had no connection to the Xuanyuan Sect at all.
If the act of impersonation got exposed, the ramifications would be many, and he couldn’t bear the responsibility.
"Mr. Ye, should we withdraw for now?" Zhou Dalong whispered to Ye Ming, "It could lead to serious consequences if the Xuanyuan Sect finds out we’re impersonating their disciples."
Zhang Changyang snorted coldly, puffing himself up with pride as he said, "If you want me to cover for you, that’s possible—kneel down and kowtow to me. Given my status as the chief disciple of the Xuanyang Sect, I can absolutely help you keep this under wraps!"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an immediate gasp from the crowd.
"The chief disciple of the Xuanyang Sect? Could it be that he is Zhang Changyang?"
"This kid offended Zhang Changyang; he’s likely going to suffer for it!"
Hearing Zhang Changyang’s words, the gate guard also hurriedly bowed with his hands clasped, greeting him very politely, "So, it’s Mr. Zhang!"
Zhang Changyang reveled in the attention, looking down on Ye Ming with immense arrogance.
He had already prepared himself to reclaim all the prestige he had lost the first time, today.
At that moment, there was another commotion: "You’re right, he’s certainly not a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect, because—he’s one of our Mingxuan Pavilion people!"
There was another round of exclamations from the crowd.
"Is that Lin Mengdie from Mingxuan Pavilion? The number one beauty in the martial world!"
"I didn’t expect to see such a great beauty at today’s medicinal materials conference! What a stroke of good fortune!"
Ye Ming furrowed his brows, turned around, and saw a girl approaching him—it was Lin Mengdie from Mingxuan Pavilion.
