While writing a diary in Douluo Continent, Qian Renxue was thoroughly teased.

"I am indeed somewhat interested and would like to learn more about it."

"Just looking at the advertisement, it seems to have great destructive power. Saint Son Wei Feng, your Spirit Hall must have put a lot of effort into developing this, right?"

Tang San gave a forced smile, pretending to be very interested in hidden weapons.

[This Tang San is truly a sly old fox; even now, he's still not being honest.]

[You're telling me you're extremely interested in hidden weapons? Anyone would know this guy's practically burning with impatience!]

[But if he's not in a hurry, then I certainly can't be either, right?]

If I panic, wouldn't I seem too impulsive?

???

What exactly happened?

How did you and Tang San communicate about this matter?

Hey, turn on screen recording! Let us all see!

The women became somewhat interested.

Through the words in the copy of the diary, they found that they suddenly couldn't fully enjoy the day's fun.

Wei Feng casually jotted down a note in his diary, then pretended to be serious and pondered for a long time.

"This hidden weapon is indeed very lethal. If a support Soul Master uses it, it can have unexpected effects."

"As for the fact that our Spirit Hall developed this hidden weapon, it wasn't actually developed by our Spirit Hall. To be honest, the story behind it is quite long."

It's a long story.

It wasn't developed by the Spirit Hall?

Tang San's interest grew even stronger, and he couldn't help but breathe more rapidly.

"It wasn't developed by the Spirit Hall, so they obtained it through other channels?"

"Could it be that I inadvertently revealed information about concealed weapons, and they obtained them through this method?"

Tang San thought to himself, his brain working frantically.

After pondering for a long time, still unable to make a decision, he could only look at Wei Feng with even more intense gaze.

"Well then, since you are very interested in the matter of hidden weapons, and this is a long story."

"Guests are always welcome. Since you have come to our Spirit Hall, it would be too inappropriate for me, Wei Feng, as the current Holy Son, not to entertain you properly."

“I used to have afternoon tea, so let’s go have some afternoon tea and pastries first, and I’ll tell you about it later.”

Wei Feng sighed for a moment, then continued to dredge up the matter.

As he spoke, he stood up and made arrangements for the guards outside the reception hall.

The guards, having received their instructions, hurriedly began preparations.

Although Wei Feng didn't usually have the habit of afternoon tea, he had no choice but to comply since Wei Feng suddenly said so today.

After thinking about it, I realized that all of this boils down to the reason why guests came to visit.

Tang San has become somewhat mute.

He now desperately wants to know the answer to the question about hidden weapons.

But he never dreamed that Wei Feng would invite them to have afternoon tea at this time.

The current situation is clearly not something they intend to reveal directly.

Damn it!

That's really damn good!

Tang San cursed inwardly, but dared not show it.

Wei Feng smiled gently, shifting his gaze from Tang San to Xiao Wu and the other two girls.

"Xiao Wu, Rong Rong, Zhu Qing, please!"

"Now that you've come to the Spirit Hall, let me do my part as a host. Please don't stand on ceremony with me."

Wei Feng took the initiative to invite them, and while speaking, he led the four of them toward a pavilion.

Feeling the group following behind him, especially Tang San's absent-minded look, a strange smile crept onto his face.

It's really rare to see Tang San looking so distracted.

If you try to act mature and composed in front of me, I'll have you completely under my thumb.

If you want to know about hidden weapons, you'd better come with me for afternoon tea and patiently endure this internal struggle.

[Once you've endured enough torment, we'll unleash a devastating surprise, letting you experience the exhilarating thrill of ascending to heaven!]

[This surprise gift package I specially prepared for you, the main character, wouldn't be a waste of my time if it didn't bring any results!]

[After all, that story took me a whole cup of tea's time to come up with; if it doesn't work, I'll really feel like I've wasted my time!]

She ruthlessly criticized Tang San in her diary.

Wei Feng is in a very good mood right now.

Upon seeing this, all the women couldn't help but feel speechless.

Although they didn't have a screen recording to experience it firsthand, they could probably guess the real situation from the text.

Understanding Tang San's current predicament and Wei Feng's preparations, they all fell silent.

This Wei Feng is truly extraordinary at snatching bamboo shoots!

Soon, led by Wei Feng, the group of five arrived at a rockery in the Martial Soul Branch Hall.

There is a pavilion next to the artificial hill, from which you can see the spring water flowing down from the hill, which is very picturesque.

Unfortunately, Tang San's mind was not on these matters at all.

No matter how artistic the artificial hill was, he was now only focused on the matter of hidden weapons.

The guards were very efficient; they prepared all the pastries and afternoon tea perfectly.

While inviting Xiao Wu and the other two girls and Tang San to drink tea and have some snacks, Wei Feng leisurely savored the fragrance of the tea.

Seeing Wei Feng's leisurely demeanor and Tang San's restlessness, Xiao Wu and the other two girls had a huge discussion in the diary copy, all finding Tang San's reaction quite amusing.

After a long while, Wei Feng noticed that Tang San's expression was starting to falter, clearly indicating that he was about to ask another question.

After another sip of tea, accompanied by a small pastry, I thoroughly enjoyed myself and took a deep breath.

"Come on, don't be shy."

"Just treat this place as your own home."

Wei Feng added another sentence, pouring a bowl of hot oil over Tang San's head again as he sat there restlessly, before speaking slowly and deliberately.

"You just asked about hidden weapons. As I just mentioned, hidden weapons were not developed by our Spirit Hall, but there is quite a story behind them."

"To be honest, this hidden weapon was given to me by an old friend. If it weren't for the information he gave me, I wouldn't have been able to have our Spirit Hall develop hidden weapons."

Upon hearing this, Wei Feng's demeanor suddenly turned melancholic.

The sudden change in demeanor caught Xiao Wu and the other two girls off guard, and they were stunned for a moment before they could adjust.

Tang San's mind wasn't on that. Hearing the key words Wei Feng mentioned, he casually asked, "Did your old friend give you information about hidden weapons, Holy Son? Is it the work of some great family of craftsmen?"

Wei Feng hummed in agreement, his melancholy amplified, clearly already immersed in the role.

At first glance, he looks as if he is reminiscing about a deceased friend or reliving the glorious past.

"My old friend only said very little about hidden weapons. I also investigated where the sect he mentioned was located, but I found nothing."

Wei Feng sighed softly, "To be honest, I'm such a failure as a friend. I can't even help my old friend return his things."

Xiao Wu and the other two girls cooperated perfectly, 'immersing' themselves in Wei Feng's current melancholy.

Tang San then grasped the key point: "Holy Son Wei Feng, your Spirit Hall is all over the Douluo Continent, yet you don't even know where your old friend's sect is?"

"Yes, I went through the entire database of our Spirit Hall."

"But unfortunately, I still can't find where the 'Tang Clan' that my old friend mentioned is."

"That's why I'm such a failure."

Wei Feng continued to lament, expressing his 'frustration' at his own incompetence.

At this moment, he had completely ignored the presence of Xiao Wu, the three girls, and Tang San around him.

He truly entered into the story he had woven, feeling sentimental and sorrowful for his deceased friend.

The words "Tang Clan" precisely reached Tang San's ears at that moment.

He was very mature and composed just a second ago.

In that instant, his pupils contracted.

Chapter 83 When it comes to being a scoundrel, Wei Feng, you're unbeatable.

How could it be the Tang Clan?

Tang San was greatly shocked.

I can't believe what I'm hearing.

Coming from the Tang Sect in another world, he was all too familiar with those two words.

But he couldn't believe that the hidden weapon techniques Wei Feng mentioned were all obtained from an old friend from the Tang Clan.

"what happened?"

"What exactly is going on?"

"Could it be that those people who chased me back then jumped off the cliff with me?"

"So it's not just me who came to Douluo Continent, but also all those who were chasing me?"

Tang San was in a state of utter confusion.