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The Cui Xian Residence was one of the luxurious restaurants in South Tong City. People who entered and left were all upper class people in South Tong City, there was no lack of nobles, young mistresses, senior warriors, and so on.

In a luxurious private room in the Cui Xian Residence, there was a table full of delicious food, high quality wine, high quality meat of ferocious beasts, this table was not cheap, it was over ten thousand taels of silver.

Two figures were sitting facing each other. One of them seemed to be a little flustered and frightened.

"Young master Ouyang, you're being too polite. If you have any orders, feel free to tell me. There's no need to personally treat me to a meal …"

Pang forcefully swallowed his saliva as he respectfully said in a low voice.

He did not expect Ouyang Chao to find him and even treat him to a meal. Even without mentioning his status as the second young master of the number one family in South Heaven City, just his strength as the number ten of the Thousand Military Array was already enough to make Pang Zi's heart tremble.

"It's fine, just a small amount of money." Ouyang Chao's expression was indifferent. He did not pay attention to a meal worth more than ten thousand silver taels. "Pang Qiang, I've come to find you today because I have something that I need your help with."

"Young Master Ouyang must be joking. If you have something to say, feel free to say it. It's my good fortune to be able to help Young Master Ouyang."

Pang Qiang hurriedly said with a respectful tone, he was both excited and confused at the same time.

What could he do to help Ouyang Chao? In terms of family background, he couldn't do anything. In terms of connections, he couldn't do anything. In terms of cultivation, Ouyang Chao could probably kill him with one move.

"Yes." Ouyang Chao replied with a faint "En" sound from his nose. He said coldly, "I heard that you and Ling Yan have a duel scheduled, will it start at the beginning of next month?"

"Ah?" Right, right, right, at noon on the third day after the end of the new 1000 military battle points ranking competition, the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's round plaza will be held. " Pang Qiang was stunned for a moment before he nervously asked, "Young Master Ouyang, do you know Ling Yan?"

It can't be, could it be that Ling Yan is related to Ouyang Chao? This is bad, Ouyang Chao came to find him today to interrogate him?

No, even if he was just asking for a crime, why was he being so polite? There was no place to spend money, and giving him the money for this meal was not a bad idea.

However, in the next second, Ouyang Chao's words caused Pang Bo to sigh in relief. At the same time, he also felt a chill run down his spine.

"Do you think that little ant Ling Yan is qualified to know me?" Ouyang Chao's cold eyes swept across the crowd.

With that, cold sweat broke out on Pang Qiang's forehead as he hurriedly replied, "That's right, what kind of status does Young Master Ouyang have? That kid, Ling Yan, can't even compare to a single dog from Young Master Ouyang's house …"

Seeing Pang Qiang trembling uncontrollably, disdain flashed across Ouyang Chao's eyes. He said lightly, "Alright, the reason I called you here is to cripple Ling Yan on the day of the competition …"

"Ah, this is not good. The Crimson Nimbus Martial School has a rule that you cannot use force in a match. You can even cripple or even kill the opponent!"

Before Ouyang Chao could finish his words, Pang Qiang's heart skipped a beat and he shouted in shock.

Even though he was furious at Ling Yan for rejecting Ouyang Yaojuan's invitation time and time again, and also at Ling Yan for humiliating him with her words, even if that was the case, Pang Qiang still did not dare to take the opportunity to cripple Ling Yan. At most, he would cruelly teach him a lesson, break Ling Yan's arms and legs, and let him know how formidable she was.

If he crippled Ling Yan, his future would be ruined as well.

Ouyang Chao had enmity with Ling Yan?

At this point, Pang Qiang suddenly felt an extremely cold gaze shooting toward him like a sharp blade. It was as if his throat had been grabbed, causing him to feel suffocated.

"You, dare to interrupt me?"

The corners of Ouyang Chao's mouth curved into a cold smile.