Carefree Meng Lan smiled slightly, glanced at Luo Chen, and said in a light tone, "At the Golden Soul Coin Shili Inn, they were queuing with me to register at that time."

Upon hearing this, Su Lan Aiyu nodded, thoughtfully studying Thunderstorm and Luo Chen. After a moment, he turned to Loulan and Ergun and said, "Ergun, let's head to Fang Pavilion to chat. There are too many people here, and it's inconvenient to talk."

Loulan and Ergun agreed with a smile, "Good idea. Tang Ming, nephew, will you come up too?" He asked the middle-aged man in the black suit.

The middle-aged man, Tang Ming, nodded, "Alright, Second Uncle."

"Dad, I want to play down here for a while," said a handsome young boy beside him, a hint of childlike mischief in his eyes.

Tang Ming looked at his son warmly, "Okay, but don't run around. I'll take you home later." With that, he followed Loulan Ergun and Su Lan Aiyu, easily leaping up to the tall platform.

Luo Chen saw this and was secretly shocked. These people are so powerful! Their easy strides up the platform revealed them as martial arts experts. He couldn't help but reevaluate this seemingly ordinary family gathering, which seemed to hide many experts.

On the platform, Loulan Ergun and Su Lan Aiyu sat down and engaged in deep conversations. Meanwhile, Thunderstorm and Luo Chen were seated nearby, quietly listening to their discussion. Although they didn't directly participate in the discussion, the conversation revealed the family's profound depth and complex relationships.

As time passed, food and wine were served. Everyone raised their glasses and drank freely, and the atmosphere gradually became lively. Luo Chen noticed that even though these people seemed relaxed and cheerful in conversation, their eyes remained vigilant and profound, confirming his belief that this family was not as simple as it seemed.

During the banquet, Luo Chen also took the opportunity to chat with Carefree Meng Lan. From her, he learned more about the family and their connection to the Tianlong Secret Manual.

After the banquet, everyone left one by one. Luo Chen and Thunderstorm also took the chance to bid farewell and prepared to leave this place of trouble. Yet, before they left, Loulan Ergun suddenly found them and mysteriously handed them a note.

"These are some clues about the Tianlong Secret Manual, hope they help you," Loulan Ergun said in a low voice.

Luo Chen took the note, feeling secretly grateful. It seems this family gathering, though fraught with danger and unknowns, inadvertently provided them with some useful information.

"Little sir, we meet again~" Carefree Meng Lan's heavenly voice suddenly appeared in Luo Chen's ear, like a fresh breeze gently brushing over his heart. However, this form of address made Luo Chen's expression stiffen, and he turned somewhat helplessly to look at her youthful, vibrant face.

"Ha, can you not call me little sir?" Luo Chen tried to correct the address that made him feel a bit awkward.

Carefree Meng Lan chuckled, her bright eyes twinkling with playful light, "Then what should I call you?" She seemed to enjoy this easy interaction with Luo Chen.

Luo Chen glanced at Thunderstorm beside him, seeing that he had no intention of interrupting, and after a brief reflection, said, "Just call me Luo Chen."

"Luo Chen?" Carefree Meng Lan pondered, as if savoring the name's meaning. Then, she showed a friendly smile, "It's a nice name. How old are you this year?"

"Nineteen," Luo Chen answered truthfully, and Thunderstorm standing next to him glanced at him coldly, seeming uninterested in the topic.

However, Carefree Meng Lan suddenly looked at Luo Chen with a mischievous grin, "Since you're younger than me, should I call you Brother Luo Chen?" Her suggestion left Luo Chen a bit at a loss.

Luo Chen opened his mouth, wanting to decline the name, but couldn't say a word. This made Carefree Meng Lan giggle, "What is it, do you think I'm too old, and elder sister doesn't suit me?" she teased.

"No, it's not that." Luo Chen quickly denied, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Then why?" Carefree Meng Lan curiously pursued.

Luo Chen lowered his head, muttering softly, "Because we're not that familiar yet." His voice grew softer, almost inaudible at the end.

Nevertheless, Carefree Meng Lan seemed unconcerned with his reason. She smiled lightly, approached Luo Chen, and said gently, "Not familiar yet is fine; we'll naturally get acquainted over time. It's pretty bad to be unsociable while traveling the martial world." Her words carried encouragement and care.

Luo Chen's face flushed slightly, and he raised his head to see Carefree Meng Lan's eyes full of anticipation, whispering, "Oh..." It seemed her words had moved him.

Carefree Meng Lan nodded contentedly, "That's more like it! Bring out the courage you had when you confronted me at the Golden Soul Coin Shili Inn; I believe you'll do better." She encouraged him like an older sister, patting his shoulder. Then she glanced meaningfully at Thunderstorm, turned, and joined the group of Ye Feng Clan youths around the armored tank.

Luo Chen watched Carefree Meng Lan's departing figure for a long time, a surge of indescribable emotion rising in his heart. Her figure seemed to have a kind of magic power, deeply attracting his heart and preventing him from looking away. This confident and beautiful noblewoman had unwittingly walked into his heart, leaving an indelible impression.

"What, just a few words, and you're lost?" Thunderstorm's voice rang in Luo Chen's ear, carrying a hint of teasing and mockery.

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