"Song Yan, are you interested in joining the Martial Arts Alliance?" asked Zhao Fengyang. "I have many friends in the Xiangcheng Branch. I think they won't mind writing a letter of recommendation for you."
Song Yan hesitated. He had a ring system, and he was able to improve himself by collecting more and more Fame points. As a result, the advantages brought by the Martial Arts Alliance were less attractive to him.
"Bah! You are such an ungrateful person," Zhao Xiaoyu was angered by his hesitation.
"The martial artists in the Martial Arts Alliance are from all walks of life. After joining the alliance, you are able to learn from them and build your network. You are a student, and you may not know how important your connections are. After once you graduate and step into the society, you will realize the importance of a wide range of contacts. You may need the help from others one day," Zhao Fengyang explained earnestly.
Song Yan was suddenly enlightened. "Thank you very much, Mr. Zhao. I'd like to join the Martial Arts Alliance," he replied, nodding repeatedly.
"Calling me Mr. Zhao sounds too formal. Just call me Brother Zhao," he offered with a smile.
"All right, Brother Zhao."
"Well, I will soon call my friends and ask them to write a letter of recommendation for you. I'll give you my private number so we can keep in touch."
"By the way, Brother Zhao, what is the Secret List?" Song Yan asked in confusion.
"There are three lists in the Martial Arts Alliance, including Secret List, Sacred List and Top List. On the Secret List, there are martial artists at the Secret State who are less than thirty years old. Martial artists at the Sacred State are listed in the Sacred List. As for the martial artists above the Sacred State, they are listed in the Top List."
"What? There are martial artists above the Sacred State?" Song Yan was shocked by the news.
Zhao Fengyang nodded. "Of course. There is no end to martial arts. In our eyes, Masters at the Sacred State are the strongest people in the world. However, there are stronger martial artists than Masters, but they are unreachable to us. Well, we call them King of Martial Arts."
"Oh, that's it. Thank you, Brother Zhao." In his veins danced the blood of martial artist.
Song Yan said goodbyes to the brother and sister before he left the boxing school and went for Zhang Ziran.
At the room labeled Plum Blossom of Fuyue Restaurant
When he entered the room, Zhang Ziran and another three boys stood up to welcome him.
"You are finally here. Have a seat please."
Zhang Ziran pulled a chair back and poured a glass of beer for Song Yan.
"Song Yan, I put a this into Yan Weimin's drawer. I'm so sorry for that. I'll punish myself to drink three glasses of beer first," he said sincerely.
"I put forward the proposal first. I should drink too," another boy stood up with a glass of beer.
The other two boys couldn't bear sitting there anymore. They also stood up and apologized to Song Yan.
After a long pause, Song Yan said, "Let bygones be bygones. Let us drink three glasses of beer together. We will be friends from now on. What do you think of it?"
"Song Yan, you are a generous man!" Zhang Ziran patted his shoulder and said in a serious voice, "We are friends now."
The rest people echoed with him and drank up the beer.
They were all teenagers and drank fast. Before long, they drank up two cartons of beer.
One of them staggered to his feet and stammered with a blushing face, "I… I can't hold it any longer… I want to pee…"
He went out of the room, and the rest people continued to drink.
However, he didn't even come back after about ten minutes.
Song Yan was a little drunk, but he still had some composure. He planned to go out to find their companion, but Zhang Ziran stopped him and asked another one to look for the boy.
The boy came back soon and yelled hysterically, "Brother Zhang, come on! Xie Hui is beating by a group of people."
"Damn it! How dare they beat my brother? They are asking for this!" Zhang Ziran grabbed an empty bottle and dashed out the room. The other two companions also followed him with two empty bottles.
Seeing their reactions, Song Yan knew there was going to be a fight, so he followed them.