"This bastard is really impatient..." Yao Xianzhong shook his head and didn't care that he called him by his first name. He just looked at him and moved his lips to communicate, saying: "Idiot, you'd better think clearly.
Well, the person the Imperial Master wants to see is injured, how do you explain it?"
Hearing the word 'National Master', Qi Wuwei also regained some sense. He clenched his fists so tightly that he looked at Yao Xianzhong aggrievedly and said, "Is it possible to let it go like this?"
"I won't hurt him, I'll just kill everyone in the Yu family. That'll be alright."
Qi Wuwei suppressed the anger in his heart and said sullenly: "If I retreat in despair, how can I, Qi Wuwei, have the dignity to gain a foothold in Shendu City in the future?"
"Are you sure he wouldn't do anything to massacre the people in the Yu family?"
Yao Xianzhong asked with a cold face, somewhat hating that iron cannot become steel, and said: "Idiot, you have lived so long in vain. Is it difficult to destroy the Yu family?
If you have any grievance, go to the Imperial Preceptor. After all, you are also the general of our Zhou Wu Dynasty. There is no credit for protecting Zhou Wu these years, but there is hard work. As long as you speak, the Imperial Preceptor will give you an explanation based on emotion and reason. It is better than you.
Are you messing around here?"
Qi Wuwei was stunned...
A dull look on his face.
Yes, what is the Yu family?
Without Ye Xiu in charge, he could put them all in ruins with just one word. He could complain to the National Preceptor and let her make the decision. After all, he was the general. No matter what she thought of Ye Xiu, there was something more to this closeness, right?
"Manager Yao's words are so enlightening."
Qi Wuwei glanced at him gratefully and said, "I, Qi Wuwei, have recorded your kindness today, and I will definitely repay you generously in the future."
Yao Xianzhong nodded without saying a word.
Is it considered a favor?
Why don't you count it? If he is allowed to continue making such a fuss, the final result will not only offend the Imperial Master, but he may not even hurt Ye Xiu. In the end, he will not be able to take advantage of it, and he will also cause trouble. However, if the Imperial Master can be allowed to
It's much simpler when you get ahead.
"Ming Jin withdraws his troops and returns to the military camp..." Qi Wuwei gritted his teeth, looked at Ye Xiu deeply, and turned around to leave under the astonished looks of everyone in the Huang family.
The soldiers of the fourth battalion dispersed like a tide in an instant, leaving only the devastated Huang Qianyuan, still sitting on the ground. It wasn't until a clan member whispered a reminder that he suddenly stood up, not even daring to look at Ye Xiu.
He hurriedly followed Qi Wuwei.
Yao Xianzhong also breathed a sigh of relief. Today's matter has been settled. As for what happens in the future, it is none of his business.
"Ye...Ye Gongfeng, the birthday of the Imperial Master..." Yao Xianzhong hesitated for a moment, but still asked in a low voice, looking at Ye Xiu with some anxiety. He was really worried that this young man who didn't seem to have a good temper would refuse directly.
Imperial Preceptor, if you do this, you will be derelict in your duty.
"when?"
Ye Xiu nodded.
"Tomorrow morning, I will send someone to pick you up."
Yao Xianzhong breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Xiu with a smile on his face.
"Okay..." Ye Xiu did not refuse. Even if there was no birthday event, he was still planning to go to Zhou Wu Palace to ask about the map survey. Now that the other party invited him, he could save a lot of trouble.
Hearing Ye Xiu's "ok", the smile on Yao Xianzhong's face became a little brighter.
It's just that his old, shriveled face doesn't look very pretty when he smiles.
"Then I won't disturb Ye Zongfang."
Yao Xianzhong smiled and nodded, fearing that Ye Xiu would regret it, so he comforted Yu Zhenhai with a few words, turned around and walked out.
As soon as he left, the whole Yu family was in a state of excitement.
Many people cried with joy, hugged each other, and one after another happened, and this feeling of surviving after a disaster made them feel like they were on a roller coaster.
It hasn't landed until now.
Yu Zhenhai was also in tears. He looked in the direction of the ancestral hall and murmured to himself, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
A life after the disaster?
Ye Xiu didn't feel this way.
He is just a grandmaster and does not pose a threat to him. The only thing he really cares about is the national master mentioned by Yao Xianzhong. The title alone can intimidate a peak master like Qi Wuwei. It is not easy to think about it. It is very possible.
He is the owner of those eyes.
"Master Yu, who is the Imperial Master they are talking about?"
Ye Xiu thought for a while, looked at Yu Zhenhai and asked,
Yu Zhenhai, who was still in tears at first, stopped crying instantly when he heard the word 'National Master'. He looked at the imperial city with awe, but he was also worried that speaking too vaguely would offend Ye Xiu, so he felt awkward.
After a moment, he smiled bitterly and said: "Ye Zongfeng, let's go to the inner hall to talk about... the matters concerning the Imperial Master. The smell here is really unpleasant."
The yard was full of dead bodies, and there was a strong smell of blood.
It looks a little scary.
Ye Xiu nodded. He was not the kind of super pervert who liked killing, and he didn't like standing among the dead and chatting. Zhenhai just ordered Yu Zhanzhi to clean the place and take Yu with him.
Jinnian walked towards the inner hall.
Inner hall.
Soon, a beautiful maid walked up to Ye Xiu with tea in awe, and carefully placed the tea cup in front of him...
"Ye Zongzong, please try it. This is our home-made medicinal tea. It can not only prolong life, but also be of great help to warriors."
Yu Zhenhai said with a smile.
Ye Xiu picked up the tea cup and took a sip. It had a medicinal aroma and a tea aroma, but the taste was much worse than the Longjing tea from West Lake and Wuyishan Dahongpao.
"Tell me, who is the Imperial Master, who can actually make Qi Wuwei so fearful when he hears her name?"
Ye Xiu put down the teacup, looked at Yu Zhenhai and said calmly.
"She is a divine figure in our Zhou Wu Dynasty. No matter how arrogant and domineering Qi Wuwei is, he would not dare to make any mistakes in front of her..." Yu Zhenhai said with a bitter smile.
"God...god?"
Ye Xiu's eyelids twitched twice, and he looked at Yu Zhenhai with some surprise, and his expression became solemn. In his inherent impression, gods can only be called so after the ascension stage. Each and every one of them is small.
In the Zhou and Wu Dynasties, was there still such a person in charge?
He felt a little ridiculous.
Seeing that Ye Xiu had misunderstood, Yu Zhenhai quickly waved his hand and explained with an embarrassed look: "No... they are real gods. The national master is just like us, they are just mortals. However, she knows many gods.
Only those who know how to do it..."
Not a fairy?
He also knows many tricks that only gods can do...
Are you sure you're not fooling me?
"Speak clearly."
Ye Xiu frowned, looked at Yu Zhenhai and said in a deep voice.
It's because she knows how to use magic.
How do you say this?
Yu Zhenhai was so anxious that he was sweating. He was not even a warrior. It was really difficult for him to explain clearly. He had to look at Yu Jinnian for help. He smiled bitterly and said: "Jin...Jinnian, you see."
It’s up to you to speak for me as a national master.”
Yu Jinnian nodded, not wanting Yu Zhenhai to embarrass himself in front of Ye Xiu, so he pondered for a moment and said, "Okay!"