"Shi Lu, you are so brave! You dare to touch the spiritual stones of the Sicang Conference!"
Dong Jingfeng looked at Shi Lu with cold eyes, and his strong murderous intent was firmly locked on Shi Lu.
Shi Yunlan, who was full of blood, stopped in front of Shi Lu and said angrily: "Mr. Dong, you are being too unreasonable! After the Sicang Conference, our historians will definitely return the spirit stone!"
Dong Jingfeng glanced at Shi Yunlan indifferently, waved his sleeves and robe, and a burst of energy turned into a wind blade and flew through the air.
Shi Yunlan's pupils shrank, and he felt a strong sense of crisis in this wind blade.
Without thinking, he just rolled on the spot, trying to avoid the wind blade.
Unfortunately, the wind blade was much faster than him. The wind blade cut off his right arm and then hit the wall behind him, directly penetrating the wall.
Ah! Shi Yunlan let out a scream, covered his right arm, turned pale, and knelt on the ground staring at Dong Jingfeng.
Dong Jingfeng clearly wanted to kill him with that blow just now.
"Dong Jingfeng! You have gone too far. Do you want to kill Yunlan?"
Shi Lu's hair and beard were all spread out, and the aura of the third level of the Life Wheel surged out. He stopped in front of Shi Yunlan and stared at Dong Jingfeng coldly.
"How dare a mere junior behave like this in front of an old man! I'm just teaching him a lesson for Shi Wenyuan! What's the matter?
Do you have any objections?"
Dong Jingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Shi Lu, and said coldly.
Shi Lu clenched his fists tightly. He was filled with anger, but he still endured it.
He knew very well that the historians were no longer qualified to quarrel with Dong Jingfeng directly.
"What Mr. Dong taught me is that it was Yunlan who was impulsive just now! Please Mr. Dong, please don't remember the faults of villains!"
While Shi Lu was hesitating, Shi Yunlan covered his broken arm and bowed to Dong Jingfeng.
Dong Jingfeng nodded and said indifferently: "Just admit your mistake! This is just a reminder to you historians! As for your unauthorized use of spirit stones, you have to wait until people from Donghai City and Lan Xuecheng arrive in Yueyang City.
Make up your mind! Take care of yourself!"
After saying that, Dong Jingfeng took everyone in the Dong family and left the treasure house.
"That's too much bullying! Dong Jingfeng definitely did it on purpose. Brother Yunlan defeated their Dong family genius Dong Wucai last time. He has always held a grudge in his heart! He actually used the big one to bully the small ones and targeted Brother Yunlan!"
Shi Huarong's face turned red with anger, he clenched his pink fists tightly and gritted his teeth.
After Mu Feng's battle with Shi Wenyuan, she became much more mature and steady. After returning to the Shi family, Shi Lu changed a lot and entered the upper echelon of the Shi family.
"Now, we historians don't have the support of our ancestors, so we have to endure it as long as we can! Master Mu promised to help us in this Sicang Conference. I think our historians' results will not be bad!"
Shi Lu smiled bitterly.
The senior officials of the historians were all silent, their hearts heavy.
They know that although Mu Feng is strong, he is still an outsider. Even if this Sicang Conference can help them win good results in Yueyang City, what about the next one?
"Ancestor, we are making such a fuss in the Shijia treasure house, the Shijia can bear it, there is something fishy going on!"
Outside the Shi's house, Dong Xu followed closely behind Dong Jingfeng, his eyes wide with surprise.
Dong Jingfeng sneered and said: "It seems that the rumors are true, Shi Wenyuan is really dead! If Shi Wenyuan is backing him, why should the historians swallow their anger like this!"
Dong Xu's eyes flickered and he asked in surprise: "Shi Wenyuan has dominated the Cangnan area for decades without a single defeat. Who has the strength to kill him?"
"Before Lan Xuecheng arrives in East China Sea City, you should carefully investigate the details of the person who killed Shi Wenyuan! Speaking of which, we also want to thank him. Once Shi Wenyuan dies, Yueyang City will no longer be competitive in the Sicang Conference!"
Dong Jingfeng put down these words and slowly walked into the carriage.
Dong Xu bowed respectfully to the carriage and watched the carriage leave with the team.
Two days later, Yueyang City became more and more lively.
All the main streets are bustling with people coming and going.
On the other hand, the atmosphere in Shijia's mansion is subtle and tense.
At this moment, three heavy armored cavalry teams were parked outside the Shi family's mansion.
These three teams are the Dong Jiajun from Aragon City, the Qiu Jiajun from Donghai City, and the Han Jiajun from Lanxue City. They are truly elite divisions.
In the historian's hall, many people gathered, but only four people were sitting, and the rest were standing.
Shi Lu sat restlessly on the main seat, with Shi Yunlan and Shi Huarong standing on both sides of him.
At the bottom of the hall, three people were sitting, one of whom was Dong Jingfeng, who was wearing linen kung fu clothes.
Behind Dong Jingfeng stood important figures of the Dong family headed by Dong Xu.
The other two were a skinny old man carrying a long sword and a middle-aged beautiful woman who still had charm. They were Qiu Xuanji, the ancestor of the Qiu family in Donghai City, and Han Piaoxue, the ancestor of the Han family in Lanxue City.
Especially Qiu Xuanji, he is known as the strongest person in the Sicang region, and his strength is far superior to Shi Wenyuan, Dong Jingfeng and Han Piaoxue.
As early as ten years ago, Qiu Xuanji's cultivation level was already at the late stage of the fifth level of Life Wheel.
Ten years have passed, and Qiu Xuanji's strength is probably even stronger.
The Qiu family is also recognized as the strongest force in the Sicang region, and its heritage is comparable to the four major families in the capital.
Over the past years, the Qiu family has always been the leader of the Sicang Conference and has never come down.
Sitting in front of three powerful men at the level of ancestors, Shi Lu was still a little anxious no matter how firm his mind was.
"Master Shilu, should you tell the truth now?
You misappropriated the spiritual stones from our Sicang Conference, and what did you use them for?"
Dong Jingfeng tapped the armrest with his right finger, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and asked rather jokingly.
Qiu Xuanji and Han Piaoxue turned their heads and stared at Shi Lu indifferently.
After the two arrived at Yueyang City, Dong Jingfeng informed Shi Jia that he had misappropriated the spiritual stones from the Sicang Conference, so they came to Shi Jia together to investigate.
Facing everyone's gaze, Shi Lu's scalp was numb and his knuckles were pale and weak.
"Is it for Mu Feng?"
Dong Jingfeng rubbed his chin and said calmly.
Shi Lu suddenly raised his head and looked at Dong Jingfeng in disbelief.
"Although your historian family has blocked any information about Mu Feng and Shi Wenyuan, our Dong family still has channels to obtain some information! Aren't you still telling the truth now?"
Dong Jingfeng sneered.
Qiu Xuanji and Han Piaoxue looked confused. They didn't understand Dong Jingfeng's words.
But they did not ask questions, but stared at Shi Lu, waiting for the latter's explanation.
Shi Lu's face turned pale and he sighed deeply in his heart. He knew that he could no longer hide this matter.
"Three adults! This is what happened..." Shi Lu smiled bitterly and recounted everything that happened in Yueyang City during this period.
For a long time, the hall fell into silence.
"Are you kidding! Who kind of person is this Mu Feng, who can kill Shi Wenyuan!"
Han Piaoxue's eyes narrowed, she lightly covered her lips, and murmured to herself in shock.
Among the four strongest people in the Sicang region, Han Piaoxue ranks last in strength, below Shi Wenyuan.
Now, Shi Wenyuan was actually killed by Mu Feng. Doesn't it mean that she is far from his opponent?
Not only Han Piaoxue, but everyone in the hall was also shocked by Shi Lu's description.
Because, in Shi Lu's description, the warrior named Mu Feng was only a boy of about fifteen years old.