Yan Hui broke the third tea bowl on the table, still unable to relieve the anger in his heart.
Several of his subordinates knelt down and worshiped in front of them. There were fragments of porcelain and water stains in front of them. One of them had a fragment splashed on his face, but he didn't dare to move at all.
"Damn, damn, damn—"
Yan Hui raised his hand and grabbed the fourth tea bowl on the table.
"Master Protector!" A subordinate walked in the door hurriedly. When he saw the scene in the house, he was startled and stopped in a hurry.
"What happened?" Yan Hui grabbed the tea bowl and asked angrily.
"Returning to the Protector, the leaders of all continents and tribes have rushed to the palace and are waiting for the king's summons outside the palace gate." His subordinates replied hurriedly.
"Oh?!" Yan Hui put down the tea bowl in his hand, "Is everyone here?"
"Returning to the Protector, everyone you ordered before has arrived."
"Okay." Yan Hui stood up, "Send the order, prepare a banquet, and ask everyone to wait in the main hall. I will go and find the king now."
"Yes!" The man responded and left.
"The Lord Protector has ordered that the leaders of all continents and tribes come to the main hall to wait."
The orders came out one after another, passing through several palace gates and reaching the main palace gate.
When the guards at the palace gate heard the order, they immediately released Mu and others waiting outside the palace gate and took them to the main hall.
Everyone has been loyal to Beichen for two years, but this is the first time they have come to this palace. Before, they only paid homage to the palace and had never seen this palace or Beichen himself.
Walking all the way into the palace gate, looking at the former Cangqiong Academy now transformed into a palace, thinking about all the things that happened before, I just couldn't help but sigh.
After passing through the layers of palaces and climbing up the towering steps, everyone finally entered the main hall.
The maids in rich costumes were bringing down the plates of delicacies on jade plates and placing them on the table.
At the end of the main hall, there are towering steps, with a throne sitting high on the steps.
At the end of the steps, there was a woman in black standing with her back to everyone. The woman's back was to everyone, so she couldn't see clearly, but the background looked familiar, and several people couldn't help but look at each other.
At this time, the woman in black had slowly turned her face.
Looking in front of him, Yan Hui raised the corners of his lips slightly.
"Yan Hui?!" Mu said her name in a deep voice. His eyes were still covered with gauze and he couldn't see anyone. But when Yan Hui spoke, Mu immediately recognized her voice.
"The young priest has good eyesight." Yan Hui sneered, looking at everyone's expressions with satisfaction, "Yes, it's me. You must not have thought of it."
"Yan Hui!" Luo Jia took a step forward and pointed at her face, "You vicious woman, why are you here?"
"Luojia!" Zitu grabbed her arm, pulled her to him, and protected her. There was a flash of light in his hand, and the flaming sword was already in his hand, and the tip of the blade was pointed directly at Yan Hui.
Seeing him take action, everyone else was also facing Yan Hui, ready to attack.
Although Meng Fusheng has never met Yan Hui, he has secretly traveled between several continents in the past two years. He has also become friends with everyone. Naturally, he also knows Yan Hui and is wary like everyone else.
"Ha!" Yan Hui laughed, without any fear on his face, "How brave are you, how dare you show your sword to the king's protector?"