There were more than a dozen people at the round table, both men and women, and they all looked older than Mu Feng. The youngest one must be nearly thirty years old, and she was a dashing woman.
To Mu Feng's surprise, this woman was hugging a small official with red lips and white teeth, chatting and laughing with the rest of the people at the table.
As for the rest, most of them were in their thirties, and the oldest was in his forties. He was a Confucian scholar with a sinister expression, sitting on the other side of Yuan Youyuan.
Mu Feng could tell that this Confucian scholar's aura was the strongest among the people present, and he should probably be at the level of a sixth-level Martial Emperor. The weakest among the others were all fourth-level Martial Emperors.
Mu Feng was a little confused. Yuan Youyuan had told him before that they could only invite young talents for the fighting part. Why did Yuan Youyuan invite a group of people in their thirties and forties this time?
Mu Feng secretly sent a message to Yuan Youyuan and asked this question.
Yuan Youyuan showed a bitter smile and couldn't help but said: "My father suddenly changed the rules some time ago. He lowered the requirements for recruiting foreign players and no longer required age! During this time, I have been busy recruiting again.
Manpower, I haven’t been able to spare the time to tell you about this!”
Hearing this, Mu Feng frowned slightly. He did not expect that Yuan Yangwei changed the rules too quickly.
This is no wonder why Yuan Youyuan was so busy during this period. It turned out that he was recruiting new manpower.
If the new regulations are followed, as long as Yuan Youyuan has the ability, he can invite high-level Emperor Wu to help him.
"Um?"
Just as Mu Feng was lost in thought, a tyrannical consciousness descended on him and scanned him unscrupulously.
Mu Feng's consciousness surged out, and he looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar next to Yuan Youyuan with cold eyes, and said: "What do you mean by this?
Isn't it too rude to use your spiritual consciousness to probe me in front of me?"
The middle-aged scholar raised his chin slightly, glanced sideways at Mu Feng, and said calmly: "You are Mu Feng, right?
The Second Young Master has often mentioned you, he praised you a lot and said that you had defeated Qing Ni and Yang Yuanba!"
"I'm not questioning the Second Young Master, I just can't trust you. Moreover, you are too young, and your cultivation level seems to be only a third-level Martial Emperor! Look at everyone present, who is not a middle-level Martial Emperor?
Because waiting until we fight will only drag us down!"
When the middle-aged Confucian scholar opened his mouth, his tone showed that he did not take Mu Feng seriously at all, and at the same time, he also got the agreement of the others at the table.
"What Brother Xi said is true. A mere junior Martial Emperor joining us will only drag us down, thereby ruining the Second Young Master's major event!"
"What you say makes sense. With such little cultivation, you still want to sit with us and get close to each other. You are really thick-skinned!"
"..." At the wine table, the other people were talking to each other, and everyone was echoing the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and by the way, they gave Mu Feng a hard kick.
Mu Feng's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he glanced coldly at the middle-aged scholar and the rest of the people at the table.
He could tell at a glance that these ten people were united to resist him. I'm afraid these remarks should have been made in advance.
Yuan Youyuan, who was hugging Hongni, his face suddenly darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Xi, and everyone, what do you mean?
Brother Mu is my dead brother, and he is extremely talented. He is only in his twenties and is already a third-level Martial Emperor!"
"With his talent, he can be expected to be a high-level martial emperor in the future, with endless potential! Moreover, his combat power is stronger than his cultivation. Not only will this fight not be a hindrance, but it will also be a big help to you! Now you say this
Isn’t he going too far?”
The discussion at the wine table suddenly became much quieter.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar sitting next to Yuan Youyuan smiled lightly and said: "Second Young Master, this is wrong! I am also thinking about you. This inheritance dispute is very important to you and determines your future ambitions.
There must be no negligence in the future.”
"If the so-called dead brother next to you is also an intermediate martial emperor, then I will naturally not say anything, but he is not, so I have to say something fair for those of us here! After all, we
They are all selected based on their ability, not on connections like him!"
As soon as the middle-aged Confucian scholar finished speaking, people present immediately echoed his words, completely ignoring Yuan Youyuan's increasingly gloomy expression.
Mu Feng just watched all this with cold eyes, feeling a faint strange aura in his heart.
These people didn't even know him, so it was a bit too deliberate to target him so blatantly.
Hongni, Bai Ling and other young ladies present were smart enough to remain silent. They knew very well that if there was a dispute at the wine table, they, the companions, were not qualified to speak.
It's easy to say too much and make many mistakes! "Mr. Xi! That's enough. Didn't I say it before?"
Brother Mu is my dead brother, if you say this about him, where will you put me?"
Yuan Youyuan said angrily.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked indifferent and said: "Second Young Master, I am doing all this for your own good! Naturally, I am helping you to improve your confidence in winning! This Mu Feng is a destabilizing factor, so be it! You
If you insist on asking him to join, then Xi will have no choice but to withdraw!"
Yuan Youyuan's pupils shrank. He did not expect that the middle-aged Confucian scholar would actually threaten him with this, in order to force Mu Feng to withdraw.
"Second Young Master! I think what Mr. Xi said is right, and I agree with his point of view! I also don't agree with Mu Feng joining our team. If you insist on having your own way, I will have no choice but to quit!"
At the wine table, the heroic woman stood up and was the first to come out to support the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
"Me too!"
"What Mr. Xi said makes sense, and so do I!"
"..." At the wine table, other people also came out to express their opinions, overwhelmingly supporting the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and some even glanced at Mu Feng disdainfully.
Yuan Youyuan's face turned pale with anger. He didn't expect that what was a good meeting would end up like this. Now these people are actually forcing him to marry him.
Mu Feng still watched with cold eyes. He knew that what he said at this time was not important. What was important was how Yuan Youyuan decided.
More than a dozen people present, represented by middle-aged Confucian scholars, were now standing on his opposite side. Yuan Youyuan had to make a choice.
Bang! Yuan Youyuan stood up and shouted angrily: "That's enough for you! It's not your turn to dictate what I, Yuan Youyuan, want to do! A man's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Since I promised Brother Mu, I will never break my promise.
!”
"As for you, if you want to use this to force and threaten me, then get out of here! Do you really think I care about you?
Get away as far as you want!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar's face froze. He didn't expect Yuan Youyuan to be so motivated and actually told them to get out.
"Second Young Master, you have to think clearly! Are you going to drive us away just for a mere junior Martial Emperor?
You are destroying your future!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar said coldly.
The faces of the rest of the people present also changed slightly, and they all began to persuade Yuan Youyuan to think again.