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(One thousand seven hundred and eighty) begin

"Don't delay the tribe's growth because of the conflict between us and Hou Fangshi."

"The patriarch can let go for the time being, so we will do it."

"We will ignore the grudges between us and Hou Fangshi for the time being. The practice is important."

"Yes, let's practice with Hou Fangshi first."

"Well, let this be put in advance."

"Just do it now."

Those alchemists said one by one.

Tie Wandao asked: "Any one of you disagrees to work with Hou Jizhuan to solve the problem of gray houses immediately? If so, stand up now."

None of the alchemists stood up.

Tie Wandao said, "Since that's the case, then I will go there and sit there and wait for you to do the trick after talking to Hou Jizhi."

After Tie Wandao said this to the alchemist, he looked at Hou Jizang and said, "They have agreed to do it immediately. Although you deceived me and made me lose face and angry, I can temporarily put down those things for the sake of the overall situation and not punish you for the first time, let you do it first. You will do it honestly in a while, right?"

Hou Jizhuan felt that it was important to make himself safe first, and he also knew that Tie Wandao and the alchemists were both dissatisfied with him at this moment, and the situation was very unfavorable for him. He had no other more suitable choice except for doing it first, so he nodded.

Tie Wandao said to Hou Jizhi again: "I will sit there and wait for you to do it later, and you can speak, but remember not to talk nonsense anymore, don't deceive others, do you know?"

Hou Jijun still didn't dare to speak and nodded again.

"All of you, don't let emotional problems affect your practice. Do whatever you should do. What I want is the result of no problem." Tiewandao said, "Let's start!" After that, he walked towards the chair he had sat on before.

Hou Jizhi watched Tie Wandao go away, his previous fear temporarily dissipated, and his anger was buried by him. At this moment, his hands no longer trembled. However, looking at the alchemists who were dissatisfied with him in front of him, Hou Jizhi's mood was still uneasy.

He could finally talk to the alchemist. He hoped that they knew that they had misunderstood him. He hoped that the alchemist understood that the patriarch really did not let him tell them in advance that they would be cursed. However, he understood that even if he really told the truth to the alchemist at this time, they would not believe it.

Hou Jizhuan was right at this time. Indeed, even if he explained, the alchemists would not believe it.

From the beginning, those alchemists thought that Hou Jizhun was unwilling to say in advance that they would be cursed. This idea was the first to enter the minds of those alchemists. Hou Jizhun later hinted that he did not say that they would be cursed because it was the patriarch's commander. At this time, the alchemists were no longer so easy to change their previous impression. Later, Tie Wandao said that Hou Jizhun had fooled him, and those alchemists were even more likely to believe Hou Jizhun's words.

At this moment, if Hou Jizhuo had just spoken, he would immediately explain to the alchemist, not only would he not be able to make them believe him, but he would also put himself in greater danger. If any alchemist suddenly told Tie Wandao that Hou Jizhuo still pushed that matter to Tie Wandao, Hou Jizhuo would definitely not have good results next.
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