Xiao's Martial Arts Hall.
Inside, some staff members were doing the finishing touches.
The entire martial arts hall was decorated in a very ancient and elegant style.
It was also grand, and stepping inside, one would feel as if they had entered the world of martial arts.
"Tsk tsk, my fifth brother, the martial arts hall you created by imitating big brother looks nine-tenths like it!" Xiao Jingwen said with a tsk-tsk, entering the place for the first time.
"Cough, cough, big brother gave me the renovation blueprints, and I had people follow them to decorate," Xiao Jinglei said with a dry laugh, explaining.
"No wonder." Xiao Jingwen suddenly understood; she didn't actually know about this matter.
Xiao's Martial Arts Halls were spread across the country, but most of them were managed by Xiao Jingwen and Xiao Jinglei's eldest brother. Xiao Jinglei had been idle for a long time. Some time ago, during the ancestral worship ceremony at the mid-year, family members gathered. Xiao Jinglei wanted to find something to do. When their eldest brother asked Xiao Jinglei what he wanted to do, Xiao Jinglei said he wanted to open a few martial arts halls for fun. Thus, the matter of the martial arts hall in Lan Hai City was handed over to Xiao Jinglei.
Why hadn't they built a martial arts hall in Lan Hai City before? The reason was simple. Although Lan Hai City was developing rapidly and was a newly developed city, its economic development was strong, but the martial arts atmosphere was very poor. The Xiao family had never made a presence here before.
After all, whether a martial arts hall can be successful depends on the martial arts atmosphere of a place. If the martial arts atmosphere is strong, seventy or eighty martial arts halls can survive. If the martial arts atmosphere is poor, and everyone is busy with the economy, they cannot attract people. Opening one would be a loss, or a waste of effort.
"Sister, my martial arts hall is about to open. Can you help me with a promotional plan?" Xiao Jinglei asked a bit sheepishly.
He was several years older than Xiao Jingwen, and Xiao Jingwen had just turned eighteen not long ago. Why was Xiao Jinglei asking her? Because his sister disliked cultivation, but her business acumen was first-class. Her promotional plans and sales ideas were always outstanding.
This was also why Xiao Jingwen could manage several medicinal herb stores when she was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Yes, Xiao Jingwen was only fifteen when she started managing part of the family's industries, and she had been managing them for over three years. The profitability of the medicinal herb stores she managed was second to none.
"Okay, leave it to me then!" Xiao Jingwen gave her fifth brother a look of disdain, but did not refuse.
Although this fifth brother was a bit of a disappointment, he was her own brother after all, wasn't he? She had to help him.
"Thank you, sister." Xiao Jinglei was overjoyed. With his sister's help, he was confident that this business wouldn't lose money, even if it didn't become a huge success. If the first one was profitable, then he could open a second one. He increasingly looked forward to the scene of Xiao's Martial Arts Halls blooming all over Lan Hai City, which was a beautiful thought.
"Cough." Seeing everyone looking at him strangely, he suppressed his somewhat embarrassing emotions and pointed to the ring in the first-floor lobby. "Alright, do you see that ring? Even someone at the Earth Martial realm would have trouble damaging this ring. Since you all want to spar, do it on here! I should say, I hope you can all stop when you've made your point!"
"En." Yang Feilong nodded slightly.
"Fellow Daoist Feilong, seeing as you're about to guide Brother Yang Zhenyun, your strength must be considerable. And among those present, my strength is the weakest. I wonder if you could guide me first?" At this moment, a figure darted towards the ring, looking at Yang Feilong with a half-smile.
His words were impeccable.
However, in Yang Feilong's view, this person's actions must have been instructed by Yang Zhenyun. Of course, it was also possible that Yang Zhenyun hadn't instructed him, but he had informed Yang Zhenyun on the way, and the latter had agreed.
In fact, Yang Feilong's analysis was correct.
Yes, Yang Zhenyun originally wanted to fight Yang Feilong as soon as he arrived and defeat him. But after discussing with a few followers, he realized that it would be beneath him to act personally and would be unbecoming of a young master from a prominent family. If a subordinate, especially the weakest one, were to act, and then Yang Feilong were defeated, wouldn't Yang Feilong lose even more face?
Thinking of this, how could Yang Zhenyun refuse?
They had even discussed several countermeasures for this.
The purpose was to ensure that Yang Feilong lost face to the greatest extent possible. If Yang Feilong's strength was truly formidable, they would engage in a war of attrition. With the consumption of both sides, Yang Zhenyun would then step in to suppress Yang Feilong.
In short, this was a carefully planned scheme, aimed at making Yang Feilong lose face and Yang Zhenyun gain favor in front of Xiao Jingwen!
The only concern in doing so was that Xiao Jingwen might see through their intentions and put a stop to it.
Xiao Jinglei frowned. Even without knowing that they had discussed this on the way, he instinctively felt something was amiss upon seeing this scene. He vaguely guessed something, but he didn't expose it. After all, if Yang Feilong couldn't even handle this minor challenge, he wouldn't be worthy of being his brother-in-law!
Then, he looked at his sister.
To his surprise, his sister seemed very excited.
Yes, Xiao Jingwen was very excited at this moment: "Are you going to fight in a war of attrition? Brother Feilong, show them your skills and let them know that even in a war of attrition, they will have to kneel and sing 'Conquer'! Defeat them all!"
Yang Feilong: "......"
Yang Zhenyun: "......"
The others: "......"
Yang Feilong had a headache. This girl really loved fighting. Thinking about it, Miya's love of watching fights might not be entirely her own reason, but rather she was influenced by this little devil named Xiao Jingwen, who was outwardly quiet but actually loved to watch lively events!
Yang Zhenyun also had a headache, feeling humiliated. What did she mean by "we kneel and sing 'Conquer' for him"? Did she have such high hopes for him?
The others were so angry they almost spat blood. Were they that weak?
Did she look down on them so much?
However, since Yang Zhenyun said nothing, they didn't dare to openly defy Miss Xiao. They could only swallow their humiliation and wait to teach Yang Feilong a lesson in practice later, to disappoint Xiao Jingwen.
"Yang Feilong, are you even afraid to guide me?" Zhao Jiao, holding a long sword on the ring, asked with a dark face, provoking him.
Originally, he had wanted to appear gentle and refined, but Xiao Jingwen's words had broken his composure. He couldn't maintain his detached and elegant demeanor and decided to end the fight quickly, defeating Yang Feilong with his sword – or rather, knocking him off the ring.
"Since Jingwen wants to see a good show, then so be it!" Yang Feilong ignored the taunts from the person on the ring and smiled lightly at Xiao Jingwen.
Xiao Jingwen had done enough for him. Since she wanted to see him display his might, he would grant her wish.
"Good!" Xiao Jingwen responded excitedly.
Swish!
The next moment, with a flash of light, Yang Feilong's figure appeared on the ring.
"Please take out your weapon!" Zhao Jiao looked at Yang Feilong with eyes that were almost spitting fire.
"To guide you, I don't need a weapon!" Yang Feilong stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering without wind. What a dashing and peerless young gentleman.
"Brother Feilong, so handsome!" Xiao Jingwen's beautiful eyes sparkled with little stars, looking extremely excited and admiring.
"Showy and arrogant." Xiao Jinglei pouted. He had to admit that Yang Feilong already looked good, and this move made him even more ethereal and elegant, most attractive to young girls. However, he couldn't stand this kind of behavior, thinking it was too ostentatious.