However, Thunderstorm was not swayed by his words. He let out a cold laugh, turned around, and was about to take Luo Chen and fly away from Fang Pavilion. "No need, in that case, we'll take our leave." His voice conveyed an undeniable firmness and determination.

As they were about to fly away from Fang Pavilion, Luo Chen turned back to glance at Loulan Ergong. He noticed that the other still wore that smug smile, as if everything was within his control. This filled Luo Chen with greater anticipation and curiosity about the future of this game.

"Mr. Pixiu, please stay!" Loulan Ergong's cry was urgent, but Thunderstorm seemed not to hear, not turning his head as he swiftly flew down with Luo Chen, landing steadily outside the crowd. They had barely gotten their footing before Loulan Ergong and two middle-aged men followed closely behind, their faces tinged with urgency.

"Mr. Pixiu, please don't be in such a hurry to leave, could you wait a moment?" Loulan Ergong tried to keep his tone calm, not wanting to anger this mysterious visitor.

Just then, a group of people suddenly appeared ahead, breaking this brief stalemate.

"Hahaha, Ergong, you old geezer, your clan is hosting such a grand contest and didn't inform me, you really are heartless!" A hearty laughter came, the voice loud and full of energy.

Thunderstorm and Luo Chen stopped in their tracks simultaneously, turning their heads to look. They saw an elderly man with sideburns and a broad robe striding forward, his hair as white as snow, yet his eyes were bright as stars, and he wore a hearty smile on his face, his steps steady without a hint of old age.

Behind the elder followed several young men and women, all dressed finely and looking extraordinary. Some were chatting and laughing, others curiously observing everything around them. Walking alongside the elder was a middle-aged man in a black suit, refined in appearance and composed in demeanor. Beside him was an equally elegant and handsome young man who casually glanced around, only to suddenly fixate on Luo Chen, a flash of light in his eyes.

Luo Chen also noticed this young man, but he was even more surprised to see, among the elder's entourage, Miss Carefree Meng Lan, whom he had encountered at the Shili Grand Inn in Golden Soul Coin World.

"It's her?" Luo Chen blurted out, his face full of astonishment.

Thunderstorm also caught sight of Carefree Meng Lan, but he only snorted softly, turning his head slightly, saying nothing more.

At this moment, Loulan Ergong had already gone to meet them, his face full of smiles: "Haha, I'm so sorry, Wang Er, I thought you were all busy with your own matters, so I didn't send an invitation. It was my oversight, I hope you can forgive me."

The elderly man in a broad robe, Wang Er, laughed heartily: "Ergong, since you know your fault, why aren't you quickly preparing to treat us warmly? Today we're going to drink a few good rounds, not stopping until we're drunk!"

Loulan Ergong hurriedly agreed, turning to instruct his subordinates to prepare a banquet. Meanwhile, Thunderstorm and Luo Chen took the opportunity to plan their departure. However, just as they were about to turn around, the elegant and handsome young man suddenly spoke to stop them.

"Please wait a moment!" The young man's voice was clear and pleasant, "My friend, have we met somewhere before?" His gaze at Luo Chen was filled with doubt and curiosity.

Luo Chen turned around, smiling at the young man, and said: "Perhaps, but I can't quite remember." He didn't want to cause more trouble at this moment, so he chose a vague response.

The young man seemed unsatisfied with this answer, but he didn't press further. At this moment, Carefree Meng Lan also walked over, smiling lightly at Luo Chen and Thunderstorm: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Indeed, it is quite a coincidence." Luo Chen replied, "Is Miss Meng Lan also here to attend the Divine Fire Conference?"

"No, I only accompanied my father to watch." Carefree Meng Lan explained, "Oh, I haven't introduced him yet, this is my father—Wang Er." She said, pointing to the elderly man in a broad robe beside her.

Luo Chen and Thunderstorm hurriedly bowed to Wang Er. Wang Er also nodded in response: "No need for too much courtesy. If you two don't mind, why not join us for a banquet?" His invitation was very sincere.

Thunderstorm wanted to refuse, but Luo Chen quickly accepted: "Then we'll accept your kind invitation." He had his own plans, wanting to take the opportunity to learn more about the Loulan Family and the Sky Dragon secret tome.

"Very well, Liu Yang, Liu Su, hurry up and prepare the food and drinks, today I won't get sober with Old Tan." Loulan Ergong cheerfully instructed. The two men promptly agreed, then cast a quick, involuntary glance at Thunderstorm and Luo Chen before hastily leaving to prepare the banquet.

The elderly man, Sulan Aiyu, laughed heartily and patted Loulan Ergong on the shoulder, "Good for you. But who are these two friends?" He only then noticed Thunderstorm and Luo Chen standing quietly beside him, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Loulan Ergong quickly introduced: "These two are esteemed guests from afar, Brother Wang Er."

"Grandfather, I've seen them before." At this moment, Carefree Meng Lan's clear voice suddenly rang out, attracting everyone's attention. They all simultaneously looked at Thunderstorm and Luo Chen with curiosity and exploration in their eyes.

Luo Chen felt a bit embarrassed, his mouth unconsciously twitching. He hadn't expected to encounter Carefree Meng Lan here again, much less that she would mention their meeting at this moment.

"Oh? You've seen them before?" Sulan Aiyu's brows furrowed slightly, clearly intrigued by this, "Where have you seen them?"

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