I am Really not a Big Shot

"Uncle Luo, then I'll get busy first."

Han Yiyi smiled and left with several stewards and registered disciples from the Yaowang lineage.

Thinking of something, Luo Liang frowned slightly.

Han Yiyi asked him about his seat arrangement in public, probably on purpose.

If Han Yiyi arranges Luo Liang a seat very close to the front at that time, it will confirm Luo Liang's label of "relying on relationships" on Canglian Mountain.

The banquet hall where the dinner is held can be called a huge venue.

The hall is more than ten meters high and can easily accommodate hundreds of banquet tables without being crowded at all.

Next to each banquet table, there are two waitresses dedicated to serving.

In the depths of the banquet hall, there is a semi-arc large stage.

Under the curved surface of the large curved stage, there are 5 tables of banquets, which is the core position of the venue.

A half-person-high partition made of vines separates the five banquet seats, and ordinary seats outside cannot easily enter.

It can be called a VIP area.

The five tables in the VIP area represent banquets from No. 1 to No. 5.

Among them, table No. 1 is in the middle and is the main table, which can be called the "C seat" of the audience.

"Brother Luo must be in the VIP area."

Li Yunjie said with a smile.

The guests at the five tables in the VIP area are all important guests of the Yaowang family, either with extremely distinguished status or close cooperation.

"I heard that at today's dinner party, there will be big names from the lineage of the King of Medicine appearing. It's just that people outside the VIP area can't get in close contact with them."

During the conversation, the steward of Cang Lianshan was in the hall, helping the three of them guide the seating.

Luo Liang saw a name sign on each seat.

The names of the participants are written on it, representing power.

Li Yunjie and Windsor were arranged at table 17, which belonged to the inner circle of the hall.

Such arrangement and treatment,

It exceeded the expectations of the two.

"Our position is so advanced."

Windsor said happily.

Given their power backgrounds, they would normally be arranged at tables 80 and 90, and they belonged to the bottom of the medicine king bath.

All this is due to the high-standard invitation letter received by Star Executive Locke.

"Mr. Luo, your seat is at table 3."

A middle-aged steward received him respectfully.

He seemed to have been ordered not to ask Luo Liang to show the invitation letter.

Take Luo Liang directly into the VIP area.

Luo Liang didn't refuse, and took a seat at table No. 3.

He can still accept this position. Being able to sit in the No. 3 seat represents the status of a distinguished guest from the lineage of Medicine King.

Although it is not low-key, it is not too stealthy, and it is much stronger than table 1.

At six o'clock in the evening, there are hundreds of banquet tables in the banquet hall, and they are seated one after another.

Luo Liang didn't know most of the people on table 3.

One of the couples looks familiar, they are the disciples and grandchildren of Huang Yaowang, and they met once in the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

On tables No. 1 and No. 2, I know more people, such as Prince Zhao, Song Zechao, and Gongsun brothers and sisters.

The five tables in the VIP area are all accompanied by the core direct descendants of Yaowang's lineage.

At table No. 1, "Lin Donglai", the eldest disciple of the King of Medicine, sits in charge. He is an old man with a beard.

At table 2, there is Zhou Yuanhang, the most important personal disciple of Medicine King.

Zhou Yuanhang saw Luo Liang and signaled with a smile.

Between No. 2 and No. 3, separated by No. 1 table in the middle, neither of them went to the other's seat to chatter.

Zhou Yuanhang has a high status, and in this kind of public occasion, every word and deed represents the will of the medicine king.

If you took the initiative to go to Luo Liang's seat, it would be an act of self-deprecation, which would easily arouse suspicion.

Luo Liang simply didn't want to attract attention.

Apart from the opportunity to practice, he participated in the Medicine King Bath mainly for eating, drinking and having fun. One thing more is worse than one thing less.

The table No. 3 where Luo Liang was was not yet full, so I don't know which disciple from Yaowang's lineage was accompanying the guests.

"Luo Liang, I have admired your name for a long time."

A majestic man with bright tiger eyes and a half-smile.

"There are rumors on the mountain that you live on the top of the mountain because you have a close relationship with the Yaowang lineage."

The majestic man paused, and the atmosphere on the table was a little stagnant.

"Looking at it now, it's really a rumor! Otherwise, you should be at tables 1 and 2, and you wouldn't condescend to sit with us at table 3."

"Who are you?"

Luo Liang didn't look good.

The majestic man seemed to excuse him, but in fact, his description became darker and darker, full of yin and yang, full of irony.

Except for a few distinguished guests on the top of the mountain, the other guests' understanding of Luo Liang was still at the superficial level.

Luo Liang sat at table No. 3, and some people still thought that his name did not live up to his name.

What's more, before Han Yiyi was at the entrance of the hall, he deliberately asked Luo Liang for the seat arrangement.

This is all the more suspicious.

"My humble Qiuxiong."

Qiu Xiong's expression sank.

Luo Liang didn't even know who he was, it didn't look like he was pretending.

While Qiu Xiong was surprised, his face was dull.

As the son of the president of the Purple Star Country, he is always the center wherever he goes, and the stars hold the moon.

At this moment, he was actually regarded as a passerby, and if it spread, it would become a joke for people in the upper circles.

Luo Liang really didn't know the identity of this person. It seems that I met this person when I passed by halfway up the mountain on the first day of check-in.

"Qiu Xiong's words are wrong."

Luo Liang shook his head and smiled lightly.

"How can those rumors be rumors? They are clearly telling the truth! I have a very good relationship with Yao Wang."

Luo Liang's words almost made Qiu Xiong choke.

Luo Liang admitted the rumors.

Qiu Xiong suddenly realized that even if Luo Liang admitted, he couldn't do anything to him on Canglian Mountain.

This is the territory of the Yaowang family, how to arrange it is the master's business. It is human nature to arrange representatives of forces with closer ties in good positions.

It's just that it's not good to spread the word, especially the person involved.

With Luo Liang's current attitude, he doesn't care about outsiders' opinions at all, nor does he care about face.

I don't have that strength, I just rely on my relationship to live on the top of the mountain, and I am arranged at table 3.

How can you drop me?

"Besides, all of you here can participate in the Yaowang bath and arrange it in the VIP area. Which one has a bad relationship with Yaowang's disciples?"

Luo Liang suddenly smiled, and turned around again.

"cough……"

When the guests present heard this, they choked on drinking tea.

Got tricked!

Qiu Xiong felt unexplainably angry, and the veins on his forehead throbbed faintly.

The guests at the table laughed secretly, they understood Qiu Xiong's psychology.

As the son of the president of the Purple Star Country, Qiu Xiong's status is indeed precious.

Qiu Xiong didn't live on the top of the mountain, and was oppressed by an unknown junior, so he must be upset.

At the moment at the banquet, Qiu Xiong originally wanted to give Luo Liang some color, make the latter feel ashamed and vent his frustration.

Who knew that Luo Liang didn't care about face at all, and he didn't take him as the president's son seriously.

Actually.

Luo Liang didn't know Qiu Xiong's identity until now.

In the VIP area, none of them are ordinary people who can recognize Qiu Xiong.

Only Luo Liang didn't know.

Qiu Xiong can't introduce "my father is the president" or "my father is the director" straightforwardly, that will only make people laugh.

Only the second generation of the middle and lower classes, and they are individual and alternative, will have this kind of operation.

Qiu Xiong felt aggrieved. Perhaps Luo Liang didn't know his identity, and because of his close relationship with Yao Wang's lineage, he seemed to have no scruples.

"Ah! I'm late. Uncle Yin is busy with alchemy and won't have time to spare. I'll accompany you all. I hope you don't take offense."

Han Yiyi walked over and said with a smile.

"Haha! Miss Han's company is what we wish for."

"It's our honor to be accompanied by the little princess of Yaowang's sect in person."

All the guests here are welcome.

Han Yiyi is the core direct descendant of the Yaowang family, with sufficient status, and all the people present are young people, so they can speak freely at the wine table.

Seeing that Han Yiyi was at the same table as him, Luo Liang was sure that this girl must have arranged it on purpose and would not have any kindness towards him.

"All of you here come from different countries and planets, and you may not know each other. Let Yiyi introduce you."

Han Yiyi smiled.

"The one next to me is Ms. Lai Yunyue from the Jingtian Group..."

Han Yiyi introduced clockwise from the elegant black dress woman on the left.

"Jingtian Group, this is a giant group of free federal mining and immigration star development."

"It is reported that there are more than 10,000 immigration stars and resource stars developed by Jingtian Group."

Many people at the table sighed secretly.

To be able to sit in the VIP area, any inconspicuous person is a giant in a certain field.

Han Yiyi introduced several people in succession, and it was Qiu Xiong's turn.

"This Mr. Qiu Xiong, I think everyone knows him, he is the son of the president's family of the Purple Star Country."

The son of the president?

Luo Liang was also slightly surprised when he learned of Qiu Xiong's identity.

When introduced, Qiu Xiong smiled.

He glanced at Luo Liang from the corner of his eye, seeing the latter's expression, he was a little proud.

After a while, it was Luo Liang's turn.

"This is my Uncle Luo. Luo Liang, from Sky Blue Star."

Han Yiyi's voice is very sweet.

"Uncle Luo?"

Everyone present was shocked.

"Yiyi, what do you call him Uncle Luo?"

Ms. Lai Yunyue from the Jingtian Group asked in confusion.

Han Yiyiqiong wrinkled her nose slightly: "I don't know the reason, it was Uncle Zhou who asked me to shout like that."

Everyone at the table showed surprise and guessed Luo Liang's origin.

Could it be that it has something to do with Zhou Yuanhang, the disciple of the Medicine King?

If it came from the relationship of the King of Medicine, Han Yiyi, as a descendant of the King of Medicine, could not have known about it.

Han Yiyi smiled and looked at Luo Liang again: "Anyway, I don't know, you are really curious, so go ask him."

Luo Liang secretly slandered him, because the girl who dared to love him was not happy with calling him uncle, and wanted to find out about his heels in a disguised form.

Seeing everyone's attention.

Luo Liang coughed softly: "The reason is very simple. Uncle Yiyi and I have a very happy conversation, and we are friends of the same generation. Therefore, it is well deserved for Yiyi to call me 'Uncle Luo'."

After listening to the explanation, many of the guests were happy, but they didn't doubt it.

Because Zhou Yuanhang was at table 2 not far away, only one seat away, Luo Liang didn't dare to lie under the nose of the other party.

The people at the table laughed that Han Yiyi was disadvantaged by her seniority, and Luo Liang took advantage.

Han Yiyi was also laughing, but very forcedly.

"Shameless! What deserves the name, just want to take advantage of my seniority."

Han Yiyi's lungs were about to explode, and her teeth were itching with hatred.

He purposely arranged Luo Liang and Qiu Xiong at the same table, and accompanied him personally in order to embarrass Luo Liang and test his heels.

Although Luo Liang's explanation is reasonable, there is no clue to judge its real origin.

The corners of Qiu Xiong's mouth curled up slightly, and he could see that Han Yiyi was actually at odds with Luo Liang.

If Luo Liang's relationship was a direct disciple from Yao Wang, Qiu Xiong really didn't need to pay attention to it.

At this time.

"Lin Donglai", the first disciple of the Medicine King at table 1, stepped onto the stage in front of him.

Lin Donglai delivered a simple speech, nothing more than welcoming guests from all walks of life.

After Lin Donglai delivered his speech, the dishes began to be served quickly in the hall.

"Yiyi, I see that there is still an empty seat at table 1, is there anyone who hasn't arrived?"

During the dinner, a guest asked curiously.

There was an empty seat on table 1, and Luo Liang also noticed it.

The empty seat was right next to Lin Donglai, the chief disciple of the Medicine King.

Lin Yiyi hesitated and said: "I heard from my master that the master may show up at this dinner party. This seat is reserved for the master."

Master?

The seat of Han Yaowang?

The guests present reacted and were shocked.

The guests who participated in the Yaowang bath were basically the younger generation (some elderly people were not excluded), and it was enough for the first disciple of the Yaowang to come and sit in the town.

With the detached identity of Han Yaowang, it is unlikely to show up, right?

"The dinner party has already started, so I don't think Senior Medicine King will come?"

Qiu Xiong smacked his lips.

Lin Yiyi nodded. The possibility of the master's appearance is not high in the first place. If he hasn't arrived now, he probably won't come.

Luo Liang ate the food and wine, but didn't take it to heart.

If the Korean Medicine King came in person, he would be under pressure, so it would be best if he didn't come.

He just had this idea.

The soul suddenly felt a sense.

In the vacant seat of seat 1.

At some point, an old man in green robe with white hair and childlike face appeared, like a fairy.

A layer of dark blue ripples circulated around the old man in green robe, gathering into his body, stabilizing his flowing body.

Luo Liang's heart skipped a beat.

It is true that the King of Medicine did not come, but an incarnation outside his body came.