Chapter 383 The Four Sages (1)

Scum...

Foolish dog...

The words of Yin Tian stabbed into their hearts like knives as they fell upon the ears of those people.

Just as someone was about to speak, a commotion arose from the back of the crowd.

Everyone turned around and saw four individuals approaching.

"It’s The Four Sages!"

"They actually came, too!"

"Are you farting? The Four Sages are Sir Wang’s direct disciples. With Sir Wang hosting a calligraphy event, how could they possibly not show up?"

"That’s true..."

As the crowd was speaking, the four brothers of The Four Sages had already stepped forward and walked over.

"Why aren’t you all going in, what are you doing out here?"

The eldest disciple spoke with a steady voice.

The few who had been arguing with Yin Tian and Jiang Qingwu quickly gathered around, "Mr. Fan, isn’t it because of those few people over there?"

"Can you believe it? Sir Wang kindly invited that girl to the event, and they shamelessly brought seven people! What do they think this place is? Really."

One of them spoke first, smiling obsequiously and snitching, "Then when we told them off, instead of showing any remorse, they insulted us. With such behavior, how could they possibly deserve to enter the event? Mr. Fan, you..."

While that person was still speaking, they saw the expression of the eldest disciple suddenly change, and he strode forward.

Seeing the eldest disciple move, those few also followed with smiles plastered across their faces.

In their eyes, the eldest disciple never tolerated any wrongdoing, especially from those who behaved disgracefully.

They were looking forward to seeing the eldest disciple driving Yin Tian and his group away.

However, what unfolded completely exceeded their expectations.

To their surprise, the eldest disciple, upon reaching Yin Tian, did not burst into anger but instead bowed deeply to Yin Tian!

"Mr. Yin, I never expected to see you here."

The eldest disciple spoke with respect.

This scene stunned everyone present; they did not anticipate witnessing such a sight.

Yin Tian flashed a grin, "I didn’t plan on coming initially, but my fiancée wanted to check it out, so we came."

The eldest disciple glanced at Jiang Qingge, who was behind Yin Tian, and nodded immediately.

Then, he turned to the security guard at the gate, "Let these few in."

The security guard did not dare to disobey, promptly responded with respect, and opened the gate.

"Mr. Fan, what... what are you doing? This isn’t according to the rules!"

Seeing the eldest disciple allowing Yin Tian and his group to enter, the rest were all dumbfounded, never expecting such a turn of events.

"If everyone starts bringing their entire families, what then is the point of hosting the calligraphy event? Do they understand art anyway?"

"Exactly. If that’s the case, I might as well have my wife bring the kids over right now. It’s not like there’s a limit on the number of people, right?"

"That’s not how it works."

Everyone began complaining, all hoping the eldest disciple would reconsider.

On hearing this, the eldest disciple also slowly nodded in agreement, "You make a fair point. There indeed should be a limit on attendees here."

At those words, everyone wore smiles of satisfaction.

But their smiles had barely begun to form when they heard the eldest disciple’s next statement, "However, the few people from before are an exception. If they come, no matter how many people they bring, it won’t matter!"

Upon hearing these words, everyone was taking glances at each other, none having anticipated the eldest disciple to make such a remark.

"Furthermore, those few inside are our honored guests. If anyone seeks trouble again, don’t blame me, Fan Mingyuan, for being impolite."

The eldest disciple continued to speak, his expression indifferent.

At the eldest disciple’s words, everyone fell silent.

Who was that person who just went in?

Why would the eldest disciple risk offending everyone present for that individual?

"Let’s go."

The eldest disciple turned and looked at his three junior disciples.

They too had seen Yin Tian.

Yet, following the incident at the previous art exhibition, they genuinely did not want to face Yin Tian.

So, even when they saw Yin Tian, they acted as if they didn’t, not daring to approach him at all.

With the drama coming to an end, the crowd too began queuing up to enter once again.

However, the majority of people, once inside the exhibition hall, started searching through the crowd.

One question was in everyone’s mind.

Who exactly is that person?

Why did the ever meticulous eldest disciple bend the rules for him?

Meanwhile, Yin Tian, seated in a corner with Su Qinwei and the other girls, was chatting and laughing, discussing something unknown.

Although aware that Yin Tian’s status must be extraordinary, no one approached to ingratiate themselves.

After all, no one had spoken up for Yin Tian and his group before, so approaching now seemed somewhat opportunistic.

A little while later, the eldest disciple, Fan Mingyuan, made his way to the center of the exhibition hall, microphone in hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my master has been temporarily delayed and will need to arrive later."

"Therefore, I will stand in for my master to conduct this calligraphy event."