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“This is Disciple Fang Lin, right? Oh, Miss Dugu is here as well. This bamboo appreciation meeting is certainly bustling.” Yu Qiufan suddenly looked towards Fang Lin and Dugu Nian, speaking with a face full of smiles.

Fang Lin’s lips twitched upward, yet he pretended to be puzzled and asked, “What is the full name of this elder brother? I am new here, and there are some faces I do not quite recognize.”

Dugu Nian also scoffed on the side, saying, “Who are you? I don’t know you.” Dugu Nian truly didn’t recognize Yu Qiufan, whereas Fang Lin was pretending not to know him.

Yu Qiufan kept smiling, not angry at all, “Disciple Fang and Miss Dugu actually don’t know me, I feel so flattered. My name is Yu Qiufan, not an unknown name. It’s normal for Miss Dugu not to know me, but I suppose Fang Lin must have heard of my name.”

Fang Lin pretended to be in surprise and looked at Yu Qiufan with astonishment, “So you’re Elder Brother Yu Qiufan, I was wondering why you were so distinguished and extraordinary. No wonder, I really have been blind and ignorant, I apologize for my rudeness.”

The others in the field all wore curious expressions at Fang Lin’s slightly exaggerated reaction.

The grudge between Yu Qiufan and Fang Lin was well-known in the Pill Sect.

Nobody believed that Fang Lin wouldn’t recognize Yu Qiufan. His pretense and his words were clearly deliberate.

Yu Qiufan, a man of great city, did not show his emotions. After a brief conversation with Fang Lin, he ignored him.

As for Ding Xuanji, his face was cold, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

Fang Lin deliberately looked at Ding Xuanji, unafraid and maintaining eye contact.

Ding Xuanji frowned and said, “Fang Lin, what are you looking at?”

At these words, Yu Qiufan, Meng Chaoyang, and Ouyang Jing all turned their heads, and others also looked at Fang Lin and Ding Xuanji. The atmosphere was somewhat tense.

Yu Qiufan gave Ding Xuanji a look, indicating him not to be impulsive. However, Ding Xuanji disregarded it, staring at Fang Lin.

Meng Chaoyang coughed, deliberately changing the topic, “Disciple Ding, I wonder what treasures you brought to this Bamboo Appreciation meeting for us to admire?”

A cold smile appeared on Ding Xuanji’s lips. “There are certainly treasures, but one person here does not deserve to stand among us.”

Seeing that Ding Xuanji really wanted to make things difficult for Fang Lin, Yu Qiufan frowned, thought for a while, and decided not to get involved.

Firstly, he was wary of Fang Lin’s ability. Secondly, without a thorough understanding of the situation, he would not take risks.

Regarding Ding Xuanji’s rash actions, while Yu Qiufan was helpless, he was more reluctant to assist and chose to observe from the sidelines.

“Oh? I wonder which person Disciple Ding thinks does not deserve to be here?

Please enlighten us. If he is truly unworthy as you say, we will drive him out.” Several disciples from the Martial Sect walked over. The one leading them was tall and burly, his face stern. As he spoke, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally landed on Fang Lin.

Meng Chaoyang and Ouyang Jing both looked somewhat unhappy. The situation might become unmanageable now that the Martial Sect disciples were getting involved.

Ding Xuanji looked at Fang Lin, and said coldly, “This man, Fang Lin.”

When the name Fang Lin was mentioned, nobody present was surprised. Many cast sympathetic glances at Fang Lin, figuring he was in for some humiliation being targeted by Ding Xuanji.

“Ding Xuanji, what do you mean by that? How is Fang Lin not worthy to be here?” Ouyang Jing’s tone became harsh.

Ouyang Jing was already in disagreement with Ding Xuanji. Everyone in the Pill Sect knew this. The two had fought more than once and were incompatible. Now that Ding Xuanji wanted to make things difficult for Fang Lin, whom Ouyang Jing had a good impression of, he naturally wanted to help. Meng Chaoyang also spoke coldly, “Disciple Ding, I personally invited Fang Lin here. If you want to do something to him, you have to ask me first!”

Two of the Four Elites of Pill Sect had spoken out, indicating they sided with

Fang Lin. As for Yu Qiufan, he remained silent, apparently indifferent to it all.

From the beginning, Ding Xuanji never expected Yu Qiufan to help him. He had planned to deal with Fang Lin himself, which was why he had already arranged for people from the Martial Sect to assist him.

The towering man from the Martial Sect glanced at Ouyang Jing and Meng Chaoyang. “I think Ding Xuanji is right. This Fang Lin is not fit to be here. He is merely an inferior disciple. Look at us here, at least all of us are intermediate disciples. What is he doing here?”

Meng Chaoyang angrily replied, “Fang Lin was invited by me. If I say he can be here, then he can be here.”

Ding Xuanji sneered, “Meng Chaoyang, I haven’t tallied with you for what happened at the Medicine-seeking Peak, do you want to go against me now?”

Ouyang Jing also said, “Fang Lin has made great contributions to our Pill Sect. Even if he is just a low-rank disciple, he has the right to be here. I think the one who really doesn’t qualify to be here is you, Ding Xuanji.”

Ding Xuanji suddenly turned around and glared at Ouyang Jing.

The people present were shocked. They didn’t expect this bamboo appreciation meeting would take such a turn right from the start.

“Won’t any of you ask for my opinion?” At this moment, Fang Lin suddenly spoke up.

Everyone was taken aback, their expressions becoming even more strange.

Fang Lin looked at Ding Xuanji seriously, and asked, “You want to drive me away?

Ding Xuanji sneered, “Yes, I want you to get out!”

Fang Lin smiled, his smile seemed so bright and innocent.

But the next moment, what Fang Lin did was beyond everyone’s expectation.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Lin, swift as a ghost, rushed in front of Ding Xuanji, and slapped him squarely in the face.

After that, Fang Lin instantly returned to his original position, appearing as if nothing had happened.

This happened so quickly that many people didn’t see it coming. All they saw was a red handprint appearing on Ding Xuanji’s face.

Ding Xuanji stood there, stunned, as if his mind had been slapped away by Fang Lin’s palm.

Everyone looked at Fang Lin in astonishment. No one expected him to strike first and so decisively, smacking Ding Xuanji square in the face.

Hitting someone is one thing, but hitting someone in the face harms their dignity. Everyone knew this.

But Fang Lin indeed slapped Ding Xuanji right in the face, which was an immense insult to Ding Xuanji.

“If you can fight, don’t waste your words. Don’t you get tired of talking all day?” Fang Lin pouted, speaking in an indifferent tone..