Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 639 - 249 Double Rankings (two in one)_2

At lunch, as he went downstairs to eat, he saw Gong Yu at the table and felt a bit uneasy; usually, it was Wang Anfeng who initiated greetings, but this time, it was the always aloof Gong Yu who actually nodded first.

Her expression remained calm as usual, and no one suspected anything.

However, Lin Qiaofu, who knew Gong Yu best, spotted a rare hint of smugness on her mentor's usually impassive face when she looked at Wang Anfeng, filling her with suspicion.

Then, seeing Gong Yu glance at her, and even at her great uncle and Yuchi Jie, still carrying a hint of smugness, she grew even more perplexed.

She didn't know what had happened to make Gong Yu so light-hearted, and she wondered if she had been mistaken, rubbing her eyes and looking again only to find Gong Yu's face as serene as ever, the earlier smugness perhaps just her own illusion.

Yuchi Jie banged on the table, calling the waiter over to order dishes. The restaurant was crowded at noon, and after drinking, discussions became endless among the clinking of cups, quite noisy.

The topics of discussion, besides the two major events of the day, mostly revolved around the release of the Sword and Saber List. The Sword and Saber List, released every five years, coincidentally clashed with the once-in-eighteen-years beauty rankings of Jianghu.

Apart from Jianghu fighters and swordsmen, others did not care much about the Sword and Saber List, but the beauty rankings of Jianghu interested everyone, from the people of Jianghu to ordinary citizens, and rumors said even the Imperial Court paid close attention.

For food and sex are human nature; those women of extreme beauty, even unseen, made listening to the buzz quite enjoyable.

These two events combined were certainly more sensational than the Blade Madman's murders.

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Apart from the Wanling City officials, frazzled by threats, and the Ministry of Punishment officials worried about dealing with the remains on the ground, ordinary people were more concerned about which beauties had made the list this time.

The one evaluating the beauties this time did so in an eighteen-year cycle, and the top of the list was none other than Qingfeng Edge's Great Elder Murong, praised for his natural grace and lofty spirit, as if an immortal above the mundane, and it was indeed commendable that the person ranking them had such courage, unafraid of being cleaved to the soul by a sword.

Privately, some whispered about the bravery of the person who made this list, not about the Great Elder, but a scholar.

They said that the scholar once turned the heavens and earth with a single sword strike, cursing the realm as negligible, and in front of the Dragon King Temple, he used his sword as a pen to write down a fervent, three-hundred-and-seventy-one-character plea to slay the dragon, a notorious figure who struck terror into those who heard of him.

And while this scholar was still alive, the person who ranked them didn't worry about the Great Elder, who was after all an immortal figure, nor did they fear this arrogant scholar would come knocking with his three-foot dragon-slaying sword, ready to turn the scene into a river of blood.

Wang Anfeng paused slightly, raising his eyes to look at Gong Yu.

Gong Yu seemed to know what he wanted to ask and said softly:

"It was Mr. Ren."

Wang Anfeng thought of the refined elder imprisoned beneath a hundred-foot tower and understood.

The other beauties, already famous, naturally made the list and did not stir much interest.

Yet, some lamented that Dongfang Ningxin, praised at age seventeen as being deep as an abyss and pure as snow, neither clinging nor longing, deemed an empress of immortals, did not make the list this time, which was indeed a pity.