"Master National Preceptor, Fan Wu of Prisoner Dragon Guan doesn't seem to be afraid of the turbulent public opinion, and his strength is really exaggerated to the point of being unbelievable. He was actually able to defeat so many people with his own strength, and even,
It will shock so many people!"
At this moment, it was obvious that the person reporting the situation to Shi Wangdao was the old steward in the Imperial Master's residence.
The old steward did not dare to raise his head when reporting. It was obvious that he had real respect and 100% admiration for this master of the Shangwu Dynasty.
And as the steward of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, he naturally knows secrets that many people don't know, but he has kept these secrets for all these years.
Because he felt that everything the Imperial Preceptor did was based on the Imperial Preceptor's own reasons, and other people could not understand it, nor could they understand the mystery.
All in all...he has been completely brainwashed.
However, there was no trace of disappointment or anger on the face of the national master of the Shangwu Dynasty. Instead, his face was full of smiles: "This is the right thing! The more chaotic the world becomes, the better, hahaha!"
After saying this, Shi Wangdao had a look of interest on his face: "After this incident, I'm afraid no one will dare to stop Fan Wu from the Prisoner of the Dragon Temple, which means I'm afraid he won't be able to do it."
How long will it take for this person to appear in front of our national master?"
When the old steward next to him heard this, he hurriedly expressed his sincerity. He immediately said to Shi Wangdao: "Please rest assured, Master Imperial Master, with the old slave here, I will never let that prisoner Long Guan Fan Wu get hurt.
And even a hair on your head, the Imperial Preceptor!"
Shi Wangdao smiled and said: "Forget it, with your strength, you can barely cope with those guys who have been practicing for hundreds or a thousand years... But against such a monster, I'm afraid you can't even deal with him.
I can’t take any of his moves.”
With a look of deep expectation on his face, he said: "Speaking of which, our master has not taken action for a long time. This period of time has been so long that I have forgotten how long it is. How long is it?
Years or twenty years? One hundred thousand years or two hundred thousand years?”
The last sentence revealed in his tone was sensational, and the look of expectation written on his face was not fake.
I heard Shi Wangdao continue: "Although I don't like to use force, sometimes it's okay to move my muscles and bones a little, even if it's just a small outer body that moves the muscles and bones."
What happened next confirmed exactly what Shi Wangdao said. The raging public opinion burning in the imperial city of the Shangwu Dynasty was completely extinguished by Fan Wu's three punches and two kicks, and no one was killed.
You dare to stop Fan Wu here.
Then some people in the Shangwu Dynasty discovered that Fan Wu, the Prisoner of the Dragon, did not seem to be the big man-eating demon as rumored. After all, he did not seem to attack them when he passed by their house.
"What is his purpose? He doesn't eat people, he doesn't seem to be greedy for money, and he doesn't do anything lewd. Could it be that he just wants to find trouble for the Imperial Preceptor? What is he doing this for?
Is there anything in Master Master that he needs?"
Some people are very confused about the current situation of the entire Shangwu Dynasty, and they don't know what Fan Wu is doing?
"Maybe he really listened to the slander of the two brothers Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, so he wanted to expose the truth? But the question is, would a being with such strength really believe in such rumors? Could it be...
There is a certain possibility that the rumors about the Imperial Master are true, so why would such a powerful person cause such a commotion in the imperial city?"
"How is it possible? And if the other party was only targeting Master Yu, why would he assassinate His Majesty? This is completely unreasonable. I think this person is simply a lunatic!"
"Shh! You don't want your life. I didn't know how many bodies there were of those who wanted to deal with Fan Wu of Qilongguan yesterday! And those who fainted, at least half, haven't woken up yet.
.Do you think you are more powerful than those ascetics? They might knock you out with just one look."
"Are we going to just watch this guy go find trouble with the Imperial Preceptor? Our Shangwu Dynasty can become so prosperous, and it is inseparable from the Imperial Preceptor! This Prisoner of the Dragon Temple
Fan Wu has already assassinated His Majesty, do you want this guy to assassinate the Master again?"
"Since you are so indignant, how about you go and stop Fan Wu, the Prisoner of the Dragon? Maybe you can really stop him. By then, you will be a great hero of the entire dynasty, how about it? Maybe the reward promised by the court,
I will reward you."
"Ah...ahem! I'm just a silk shop owner. How can I stop such a lunatic?"
"..."
In the final analysis, what Fan Wu did yesterday has shocked everyone in the Shangwu Dynasty after word spread.
No matter the aristocratic families or ordinary people, they were all shocked. No one was not shocked.
The appearance of a man like this who can single-handedly fight against a dynasty really challenges everyone's perception.
If it had been in the past, if someone had said to them that there was such a person in the world, they would have thought that the person who told them was simply crazy.
But now they discovered that such a man was in the imperial city of the Shangwu Dynasty, and the purpose of such a man was not simple!
As time passed and the news continued to spread, the entire Shangwu Dynasty fell into a dark cloud.
No one knows what will happen next, no one knows where fate will lead.
Until... Fan Wu, who had walked all the way to the residence of the Imperial Master of the Shangwu Dynasty, finally stopped.
This road can be said to be smooth and smooth, because no one dares to block the way.
Because of this, the journey that originally took a long time was shortened by half, and it only took less than a week to reach this place.
"Brother Fan Wu, this damn place is the residence of that bullshit Imperial Master!"
Yan Dalong's expression was very solemn: "That piece of shit Imperial Master is definitely not simple. Last time we sneaked in here to assassinate that guy, but we were kicked out by the people inside."
"Some people in the mansion are very powerful, but that piece of shit Imperial Master himself may be even more powerful!"