"It only takes half a month to gain such people's support and obtain a marriage proposal from the City Lord's Mansion. Is this mansion really just an ordinary first-level merchant? Why do I think... they are just here for the Holy Palace of Light?"
They all know the details of other aristocratic families very well, so there is nothing to discuss.
But Baifu had never heard of it before, so it naturally attracted more attention.
But at this time, Mo Han's voice suddenly came slowly: "Since you already think that Yi Tian is arrogant and conceited, is it possible that you still choose him because he is the lord of a city? Besides, the Holy Palace of Light itself is
In order to believe in the temple, it is normal for people to have such ambitions. It also means that there are more capable people who want to serve the temple. How can we refuse because of this? Doesn’t it mean that we have given up more possibilities?"
"Lord Mo Han is right. If that's the case, let's take a look tomorrow?" Master Wu Ming's eyes fell on Guang Yang next to him.
Guangyang probably sensed what he meant, so he said calmly: "The Temple of Light only needs useful people, strength... is everything."
Everyone understood the meaning instantly.
"I'll understand later."
Mo Han on the other end was still thinking about the scene he had just seen, if he was not dazzled and hallucinating.
Baili Wenwen was standing in front of the window, her appearance had returned to its original appearance, her skin was like cream, and her face was stunning. How was she different from the silly Baitian before?
"That little boy just now, was he Mo Han?" Zi Luo sat over there, raising his eyebrows in confusion.
Baifu.
Zi Luo once had a chance encounter in the Demon Palace.
I can only wait and see again tomorrow.
Baili Wenrou stood in front of the window, and then smiled slightly: "Oh? The Mo clan's current power... is very powerful?"
So... Baifu, maybe... has something to do with the demons?
No matter what, he is now being followed closely by Guangyang, so naturally he cannot go out to investigate.
"Mo Han? He should be the Holy Son of the Black Ink Clan. Now he is the person to be trained as a divine envoy personally selected by the Lord of Guangming Palace. Is it possible that you know him?" Lin Wei looked at Baili Wenwen with doubtful eyes.
"Because of the golden order, the palace master favors them very much. They have been promoted to the top of the Guangming Holy Palace." Yu Ye explained: "The Guangming Holy Palace is also divided into three, six, and nine levels, ranging from level one to level nine. For example,
The Black Ink Clan used to be at the third level, but now it is at the first level. If Yiguang City also becomes Guangming City in the future, it will be at the ninth level, the lowest level."
"That's it!" Baili Wenwen's eyes flashed, and then he looked at the sky outside: "Today, it should be very lively."
"Sir, are we now at odds with the Yi clan? Are they planning to take action against us?" Lin Wei was worried.
Baili Wenwen raised his eyebrows: "We were so high-profile before, and people in the city had already been watching us. But no one took action because they couldn't peep into our depth. Later, in a short period of time, we quickly married the city lord's palace, which resulted in
Those people don’t dare to take action. Now that we are at odds with the City Lord’s Mansion, I’m afraid that the real danger is coming.”
"No... right? Then what should we do?" Yu Ye was worried: "Although we have money, but... the government does not have much strength..."
"Who said there is no strength anymore? Who dares to take action when the uncle is here?" Qiongqi jumped up from the window without knowing which window, and followed behind him. It was rare for the two to get along with each other in harmony today.