She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

"I understand." Having said this, Tang Nineteen completely understood the meaning of what Chen Ping'an had just said, so he looked at Chen Ping'an solemnly and bowed, "There are not many people in this world who can tell me the truth, and there are even fewer people who can convince me. There are even fewer people and truths that I can agree with. Now you are one of them."

"Therefore, Tang Shijiu thanks you for your guidance today. From today on, I am afraid that Tang Shijiu will recognize you as my friend!"

"If you really want to recognize me as a friend, there is no need to be so polite."

"I, Chen Ping'an, am a very simple person. Friends are people who share happiness and misfortune. Enemies are people who are superior and inferior, and who live and die!"

Chen Pingan looked at the other person with a carefree expression.

"That's great! I'm even more determined to fight you!"

"It's rare to see a scholar who doesn't care about red tape at all and is so straightforward. I'm determined to make you my friend!"

Chen Ping'an's words were once again recognized by Tang Shijiu, who also admired them very much.

"You misunderstood me. I'm not a scholar. I'm just a casual cultivator who ascended to heaven." Upon hearing this, Chen Pingan knew that the other party had misunderstood his identity, so he took the initiative to explain.

"You're not a scholar?!"

Tang Shijiu was shocked when he heard this. In his impression, anyone who could say such a thing was not even a simple scholar, or even an ordinary student of the Thirty-Six Confucian Academies. He must be a gentleman, or even a young master.

However, Chen Pingan was indeed a casual cultivator who had just ascended to heaven, which surprised him, but he quickly came to his senses.

"That's right. That's what we should say."

"After all, those Confucian scholars are more jealous than each other. How can they be so generous and straightforward?" Tang Shijiu said to himself, stroking his chin.

But his words made everyone around him laugh and cry.

Because only someone like Tang Shijiu would dare to speak like this about a Confucian gentleman in public.

You know, although those Confucian scholars had poor fighting ability before they entered the realm of gentlemen, they were excellent in talking.

When those Confucian scholars reach the realm of gentlemen, not only their fighting ability is amazing, but their eloquence is also even more amazing.

"Uh......"

"Brother Tang, in fact, Confucian scholars are not what you think."

Just as Tang Shijiu finished his words, a young man wearing an indigo gown and a Confucian scarf on his head stood up somewhat embarrassedly.

"What's going on today? Why do so many people like to interrupt me?" Tang Shijiu said with a headache when he heard it.

"Not to interrupt, but to correct."

"We Confucian scholars can also get drunk on strong liquor, ride the strongest horses, enjoy the breeze and the bright moon, and take revenge with pleasure."

The young Confucian scholar first bowed to everyone, and then spoke slowly.

"Okay, okay, I've already been taught a lesson once, so I've realized that if I continue to argue with others, I'll be taught a lesson again, not to mention that I really met a Confucian scholar this time."

After seeing the other party's attire, Tang Shijiu recognized the other party's identity, so he wisely chose not to argue with him, because he knew that in terms of talking, even 10 of him put together could not be the match of the Confucian scholar.

"Uh......"

"Mr. Tang, it's not a good idea for you to do this, because I can see that you are not convinced in your heart."

After seeing the impatient expression on Tang Shijiu's face, the young Confucian scholar spoke awkwardly.

"So what do you want?"

"I'm not bragging, the only way to convince me in this world is to beat me. Do you want to beat me until I'm convinced?"

Tang Nineteen looked at the other party and said angrily.

"A gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists." Seeing this, the young Confucian scholar subconsciously took a half step back.

"I am a villain!" Tang Shijiu said with a chuckle.

"Well, it's fate that we met by chance, why bother arguing so much?" Chen Pingan took the initiative to change the subject when he saw this. "I'm Chen Pingan, I just ascended here, I'm unfamiliar with the place, I'm lucky to meet you two, please take care of me."

"My name is Xu Tianrui, and I am a Confucian student at Shanhe College, one of the Thirty-Six Confucian Colleges."

The young Confucian scholar bowed his hands, clasped his fists, and spoke with a faint smile on his face, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Tang Nineteen." Tang Nineteen's introduction was the simplest.