Who is this?

Who could this be? Chu Hao was a bit confused. At the dining table sat six women: Diao Chan, Luo Yan, Qiu Yunre, Qiu Xueying, Zhang Qin’ai, and Liang Qian.

Chu Hao thought, Perhaps it was an unintentional mistake, and didn’t pay much attention to it.

But then, a pair of long legs draped over his own and began to slide gently. Chu Hao would bet his integrity this was outright seduction.

The audacity! Flirting with me, King Chubi, in broad daylight!

Chu Hao scooted inwards, afraid of being noticed. He couldn’t help feeling a thrill. Who could the owner of this foot be?

Chu Hao kept his head down to eat, afraid of being spotted. The owner of the long legs grew bolder, her leg already draping over Chu Hao’s thigh and moving upward.

At a time like this, a man should assert himself, and Chu Hao resolved to do just that.

"Are you rebelling against me?" Chu Hao couldn’t take it anymore.

He gritted his teeth. If you’re this bold, don’t blame Brother Hao for what happens next.

Chu Hao reached out and grabbed the foot, observing everyone’s expression.

They concealed it perfectly, not a flicker of emotion on their faces. True actresses, all of them.

Chu Hao smirked and casually stroked upward. The thigh was silky smooth. By now, his hand was on her knee, hooking just beneath it, causing the long leg to quiver slightly.

Chu Hao observed everyone’s expressions again; they were unchanged.

Impressive. You can even endure this.

Suddenly, Chu Hao remembered a previous experience when several Flirtatious Ghosts had teased and embarrassed him.

He couldn’t help but want to look down.

Just then, the other party withdrew her foot, as if afraid Chu Hao would see. Bold enough to flirt with me, but not brave enough to be discovered? Chu Hao couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Fang Linxuan boldly suggested, "Let’s have a toast."

Some drank juice, others wine; everyone was enjoying themselves immensely.

Chu Hao was puzzled. Whose foot was that just now?

Qiu Xueying had been scolded by him this morning. Is she seeking revenge?

But based on Teacher Qiu’s character, she wouldn’t take the initiative in front of so many people. It definitely isn’t her.

Who could it be then?

Forget it. Brother Hao will remember your high heels and the pink nail polish on your toes. I’ll know who you are after one look later.

After finishing the meal, Chu Hao stood up and observed everyone’s feet.

However, to his shock, none of the women were wearing scarlet high heels. As for pink nail polish, Qiu Xueying, Fang Linxuan, and Luo Yan all had it.

No way.

Was Brother Hao teased by a ghost again?

What Chu Hao didn’t know was that Fang Linxuan had a pair of crimson high heels in her bag.

What was Fang Linxuan up to? Perhaps only she knew.

...

The Mystical Arts Exchange in Anli City attracted many strange and extraordinary individuals. Besides them, business tycoons also attended; only those with a net worth of tens or hundreds of millions were qualified to enter.

This particular exchange was quite special. The organizer was a man named Chen Fenglei, who had just returned from Europe and America.

Chen Fenglei was not very famous in Huaxia, but his background was impressive: he was a disciple of Zhou Taiyi.

Zhou Taiyi was Huaxia’s most famous master of Mystical Arts. In the world of Mystical Arts, Zhou Taiyi had surpassed the Maoshan Patriarch and the Patriarch of Longhu Mountain, a fact both patriarchs had personally acknowledged.

The so-called Mystical Arts are the esoteric knowledge of geomancy and metaphysics.

Chen Fenglei, as a direct disciple, didn’t possess the same renown as his master. However, upon his return, he immediately organized a major event: an exchange meeting.

To this exchange meeting, he invited not only the Longhu Mountain and Mao Mountain sects but also many other deeply rooted mystical sects from Huaxia.

For example, the Corpse Chasing Lineage and the Gu-raising lineage, both with many years of heritage, were among those invited. This also included some particularly outstanding young talents from the Nine Gates of Huaxia.

At the meeting, everyone took notice of the Longhu Mountain and Mao Mountain disciples. They had been fiercely clashing on Weibo recently, and it was said that even the Elders had joined the fray.

At the meeting, the people from Longhu Mountain and Mao Mountain naturally viewed each other with disdain.

A young man from the Gu-raising lineage said, "Both sects are here. I wonder if Chu Hao will come!"

When Chu Hao was mentioned, the recent events surrounding this individual had been mind-boggling.

Chu Hao was gradually gaining fame in this circle. After all, he had killed Jiang Yuran, a figure who possessed the Ghost and Demon Soldier. Furthermore, Chu Hao also had the Taoist True Word Brush, causing humans, ghosts, and demons alike to pay close attention to him.

Chen Fenglei stood seven feet tall. He had handsome features and was impeccably dressed in a suit and leather shoes, sporting a Rolex watch. He exuded the air of a refined gentleman.

Hearing many people discussing Chu Hao, he asked, "Who is Chu Hao?"

Speaking of Chu Hao, everyone showed keen interest, and the Gu-raising youth was about to speak.

A cold voice interjected, "Just a nameless junior."

The Gu-raising youth shut his mouth as the newcomer was Zhao Ziqing, a Disciple from Longhu Mountain.

Zhao Ziqing raised his glass and smiled, "Brother Feng Lei, I heard you’ve brought back some interesting things from Europe and America?"

Chen Fenglei smiled slightly and nodded, "Yes, when everyone arrives, I’ll show them to you all."

Yue Qinghong also approached and asked, "Brother Feng Lei, can you give us a hint?"

Yue Qinghong was, after all, the Senior Disciple of Longhu Mountain. He had a great reputation in their circle and was said to be the most qualified candidate to become the next master of Longhu Mountain.

Chen Fenglei said, "In Europe and America, much like in Huaxia, there are many ancient artifacts. What I’ve brought is one such artifact."

The crowd’s curiosity was piqued.

Chen Fenglei said teasingly, "Now is not the time."

Everyone laughed, knowing they would soon see for themselves, so they were not in a hurry.

"Look, it’s Su Muyue."

Su Muyue, donning a formal dress, shone brightly in the crowd, accompanied by Su Qingqi.

No one could help but be moved by Su Muyue. Her stunning beauty made her the foremost beauty among Huaxia’s Nine Gates. She was also the deputy commissioner stationed in Europe and America for the Seventh District.

Chen Fenglei stepped forward to greet her, smiling, "Miss Su, it has been a long time. I trust you are well?"

Su Muyue nodded slightly. Chen Fenglei was quite a figure in Europe and America, and his return to Huaxia had quickly led to this exchange meeting for the younger generation.

Yue Qinghong walked over and greeted Su Muyue. The woman’s presence dazzled the entire gathering.

In a corner sat Yan Chen. He was not well known to many there. With his silver hair and handsome, roguishly charming features, he drew sidelong glances from many women, who secretly threw flirtatious looks his way.

The Yan Family, the foremost family of Huaxia’s Nine Gates, held a prestigious status. While the Dragon Tiger Sect and Mao Mountain were powerful sects, the Yan Family was a significant clan in the secular world.

Few people knew Yan Chen, as he rarely made public appearances.

Yan Chen leisurely savored his red wine, his gaze calm, as if waiting for something.

Cao Shanhe asked in a low voice, "Young Master Chen, do you think Chu Hao will show up?"

Yan Chen swirled his wine glass and said, "He can’t stay away from an occasion like this."

Cao Shanhe, somewhat puzzled, asked, "Why?"

Yan Chen shook his head and remained silent, his gaze playfully fixed on the Longhu Mountain and Mao Mountain disciples.

"That person looks like he’s from the He Family, a Talisman Techniques family. He must be their top talent, He Yiming."

"He actually came! This man is an Exorcist from the Seventh District, a veritable Yin-Yang Talisman Master."

He Yiming had arrived. He was extremely young. It was said that in recent years, he was poised to become an S-class Exorcist, promising him a boundless future.