### Chapter 105: The Arrival of the Friend Group, Slapping the Kunlun Sacred Ground
Upon witnessing Chen Changsheng’s behavior, Jiang Ping instantly panicked.
What the hell, are you lying with your eyes wide open? Wang Tong provoked you, why are you putting the blame on me?
Looking at the “sobbing” Chen Changsheng, Song Yuanshan couldn’t help but curl the corner of his mouth.
His so-called junior brother, Elder Brother Changsheng, who in reality is his senior brother, still enjoys teasing people like this.
After countless years, he has changed, but Changsheng remains the same.
At the same time, the saint of the Kunlun Sacred Ground, Jiang Bufan, was also sizing up Chen Changsheng.
So similar!
Too similar!
Although the person in front of him was much lighter and his aura was completely different, he looked like he was carved from the same mold.
At this moment, the Invincible Daoist Song Yuanshan spoke up.
“Saint Jiang, even if the Kunlun Sacred Ground has great power, it shouldn’t look down on people.”
Faced with Song Yuanshan’s question, Jiang Bufan narrowed his eyes and said, “Dao friend has misunderstood. My Kunlun Sacred Ground would never neglect any Heavenly Prodigy, perhaps there is some misunderstanding here.”
“It seems that you care quite a bit about this young friend. May I ask what your relationship with him is?”
Jiang Bufan’s question caught Song Yuanshan off guard.
Naturally, he couldn’t reveal Chen Changsheng’s original identity, but he couldn’t place him as a disciple-level figure either!
If he did that, given Elder Brother Changsheng’s personality, he would surely come to find trouble.
Just as Song Yuanshan was pondering how to respond, Chen Changsheng preemptively spoke up.
“I am his little martial uncle. Is there a problem?”
Everyone: !!!
How high is your generation?!
Regarding Chen Changsheng’s explanation, Jiang Bufan laughed, “I am of the same generation as Invincible Daoist.”
“If that’s the case, doesn’t that make me your junior?”
“Theoretically, yes! Don’t be fooled by my lighter age, my generation is indeed quite high.”
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng pointed at Zuo Xinghe and said, “From the generational standpoint, I am of the uncle generation to him; he should respectfully call me ‘Second Uncle.’”
Hearing Chen Changsheng’s blatant advantage-taking, Zuo Xinghe chuckled to himself without much concern.
When he asked Chen Changsheng to step out and even respectfully called him “Sir,” it indeed calculated to be uncle level.
“Besides him, I am also her…”
When Chen Changsheng’s finger pointed to Wanyan Yue, he paused for a moment.
Because Wanyan Yue was staring at him with a rather unfriendly look.
It was evident that if he raised the generation too high, this woman might explode.
“Cousin!”
After hesitating for half a second, Chen Changsheng chose a generation that wasn’t too high.
Upon hearing this identity, Wanyan Yue’s gaze softened a bit.
Now that the identities were arranged, the three old friends naturally began to make their moves.
Although they knew that with Chen Changsheng’s capabilities, there weren’t many who could make him suffer.
The three still unabashedly went to trouble the Kunlun Sacred Ground.
Because Chen Changsheng was, to them, a friend, a senior, a relative.
No one would want to see their loved ones suffer, even if it was just on the surface.
“Saint Jiang, my cousin has come to participate in the Heavenly Heroes Conference, yet you Kunlun Sacred Ground look down on him.”
“I want to ask, do you look down on him, or do you look down on our Night Moon Nation?”
Wanyan Yue coldly questioned Jiang Bufan, her powerful momentum seemingly manifesting.
At the same time, Zuo Xinghe walked up to Chen Changsheng with a smile.
“Second Uncle, the Kunlun Sacred Ground is a top force in the Central Courtyard, how could they bully you?”
“There must be some misunderstanding here.”
Faced with Zuo Xinghe’s words, Chen Changsheng began to “wipe his tears” again.
Rubbing his somewhat dry eyes, Chen Changsheng said pitifully.
“Oh dear nephew, I feel so wronged.”
“They just say some inexplicable things after I eat a couple of their pastries. Is this not bullying?”
“Hahaha!”
Hearing this, Zuo Xinghe chuckled and said, “Second Uncle, that’s your fault.”
“You come to someone’s place as a guest; how can you casually eat their things?”
“You should pay for the food, after all!”
“By the way, Saint Jiang, my second uncle ate a few of your Kunlun Sacred Ground’s pastries; my Xuanwu Kingdom will compensate ten times the price.”
“I wonder what Saint Jiang thinks?”
After Zuo Xinghe’s sarcastic remarks, everyone from the Kunlun Sacred Ground felt their faces flushed.
Because this was an outright slap, and one where no reason could be found to retort.
The Heavenly Heroes Conference was so grand, with many prodigies from all five continents in attendance.
When guests arrive, how could one expect them to pay for a few pastries? Would they still have a face left?
Regarding this blatant slap, Jiang Bufan’s face turned black as well.
“Holy Son, how should we respond?”
“In response to the Holy Master, this incident all originated from Mad Dragon Fortress…”
Seeing the Holy Master’s anger, Jiang Ping hurriedly recounted the events.
After hearing the whole story, Wanyan Yue and the others didn’t even raise an eyebrow.
With someone like Chen Changsheng, if he wanted to, he could destroy Mad Dragon Fortress with just a breath.
They didn’t even entertain the idea of holding Kunlun Sacred Ground accountable. They were confident they would handle this matter appropriately.
“Hahaha!”
“A misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding!”
“The pastries at this convention are here to entertain all our young friends; everyone can eat as much as they want without any issues.”
“Really?” Chen Changsheng skeptically asked, “I can really eat as much as I want?”
“My appetite is a bit large; you won’t feel bad if I eat too much, will you?”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Bufan smiled and said, “Of course you can. Since you enjoy eating our Kunlun Sacred Ground’s pastries, feel free to take some back; it’s no problem.”
“After the conference ends, I’ll have someone pack a hundred or eighty pounds for you to send over.”
“However, I feel your face looks a bit familiar, like an old friend I once met!”
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng smiled and touched his face, saying, “It’s normal; many people say I have a common face, so it’s not strange that you find me familiar.”
“Is that so? Then I suppose I just miss my old friend too much.”
“Since the misunderstanding is cleared up, please take your seats; the conference is about to begin.”
With that, everyone gradually returned to their seats.
The table that Chen Changsheng had cleaned off of pastries was replenished once more.
As for Chen Changsheng’s “battle spoils,” they were perfectly packed and sent over to him later.
As for Mad Dragon Fortress’s Wang Tong, Jiang Bufan never mentioned him from start to finish.
However, his seat was taken away by the Kunlun Sacred Ground people.
Clearly, the Kunlun Sacred Ground wanted to tell him that there was no place for him here.
Being unwelcome by a Sacred Ground already disqualified Mad Dragon Fortress from standing in the Central Courtyard.
Looking at the pale Wang Tong collapsed on the ground, Gongsun Huaiyu spoke dismissively.
“The young master is too magnanimous to bother with you, but I Gongsun Huaiyu lack such patience.”
“After the Heavenly Heroes Conference ends, the Seventy-two Smoke Signals will attack Mad Dragon Fortress!”
As soon as she spoke, Wang Tong immediately rolled his eyes and fainted.
Without the protection of the Sacred Ground, Mad Dragon Fortress was simply no match for the Seventy-two Smoke Signals!
This was not what he originally intended!
Everyone heard Gongsun Huaiyu’s threat, but those present ignored it.
Clearly, various major forces had abandoned Mad Dragon Fortress.
The fate of thousands of people was thus determined in conversation.
Just when everyone thought this matter was settled, a bald man appeared at the door.
“Amitabha, the young monk sincerely requests the lady benefactor to spare mercy!”
