In a room, the religious third elder looked at Master Feng Lie in front of him expressionlessly.
Master Feng Lie, on the other hand, kept smiling and seemed quite nervous.
"Feng Lie, is Luo Qian really at the foot of the mountain?" the third elder asked coldly.
"Yes, really yes, I just called my apprentice! Luo Qian's injury has been treated. After it is bandaged, I will ask my apprentice to send her up the mountain!" Master Feng Lie said hurriedly.
"Huh, that's the best. Feng Lie, how brave are you to interfere with our religion? Do you know what this means? If it weren't for the fact that your master has some friendship with our religion, what do you think?
Will you have a good day today?" The third elder snorted coldly.
"Feng Lie will never dare to do it again. Third Elder, don't be angry, don't be angry!" Feng Lie bowed and apologized again, his attitude sincere.
"Well, today is the young master's happy day, and you are also here to congratulate me. If I touch you, it will be too unpleasant to spread. Go ahead and have a drink. Tomorrow, ask your apprentice to pay 10 million yuan in compensation and don't do anything else.
Otherwise, you won't be able to get down this mountain!" The third elder waved his hand impatiently.
"Okay, number!"
Feng Lie felt relieved and hurriedly nodded and left.
By the time he returned to his seat, Huo Jianguo had finished a round of wine.
Seeing him coming, everyone around him had a smile and a sarcastic look on his face.
"Hey, Master Feng Lie, how are you? Doesn't it taste good?" The person next to him said with a smile, holding up his wine glass.
Feng Lie said nothing.
"You dare to offend even worshiping religion, Feng Lie, I think you are out of your mind." Huo Jianguo said lukewarmly.
There was anger in Feng Lie's eyes. He wanted to say something, but he held it back and just snorted coldly and stopped looking at Huo Jianguo.
Since he was at a disadvantage, he could only swallow his anger.
But just then...
"Ouch!"
A cry suddenly sounded, and then a glass of wine was suddenly poured on Master Feng Lie's head.
His face was immediately covered with wine, and his shoulders were also wet.
"Asshole, what are you doing?"
Feng Lie was furious and stood up suddenly, glaring at Huo Ao and others who were pouring wine on him and scolding him angrily.
"Sorry, sorry, Uncle Feng Lie, my foot slipped. Accident, accident, all accidents!" Huo Ao nodded and bowed in apology.
"Asshole! You obviously did it on purpose!"
"You deserve a beating!"
"Didn't I beat you enough just now?"
The other Feng Lie disciples slapped the table and stood up suddenly.
Is there any slippage? Any fool would know that Huo Ao did it on purpose.
The guests around him were startled and all looked at this side.
Huo Jianguo smiled faintly: "Feng Lie, what's wrong? Do you want to cause trouble?"
As he spoke, the religious believers around him all looked at him.
Even the leader above, Wen Moxin, glanced at this.
Feng Lie's face instantly turned extremely ugly.
Nowadays, people who believe in religion have a very bad attitude towards him. If he makes trouble here, people who believe in religion will definitely not give him good results.
I'm afraid Huo Ao also grasped this point and did such a thing to him.
"Feng Lie, what's wrong with you?"
The third elder came out of the room with a gloomy face and stared at him with great dissatisfaction.
"Everyone sit down."
Feng Lie said solemnly.
"Master!"
Everyone looked at Feng Lie, gritting their teeth and clenching their fists.
"sit down!"
Feng Lie drinks again.
The disciples were unwilling and could only sit back in their seats.
"Everyone, this is all a misunderstanding. It's okay, it's okay, let's all drink!"
Feng Lie smiled at those religious people, and then clasped his fists at the third elder.
The third elder snorted and said nothing.
Only then did people calm down.
But the guests were already laughing secretly, and their eyes towards Feng Lie were filled with amusement.
Feng Lie's face was livid, and his hand holding the wine glass was so strong that it even cracked.
"Coward!"
Huo Jianguo shook his head and said coldly.
Feng Lie gritted his teeth and wished he could jump up and punch Huo Jianguo right now.
But he knew that if he did this, it would be all over.
But at this moment, there was a commotion at the door, and then a person hurried in.
"Master!"
The man shouted.
Feng Lie was stunned and looked up, only to realize that the disciple was Xiaoyu who he had sent to escort Lin Yang down the mountain.
"Xiaoyu, why are you back? I didn't ask you to accompany Lin..."
Feng Lie wanted to say something else, but at this moment, someone came up behind Xiaoyu.
That was clearly Lin Yang who left earlier.
I saw him walking to the center of the guests, looking around, and slowly shouted:
"Who is the religious leader...?"
This voice immediately silenced the noisy banquet hall.
Countless eyes from all directions looked at this man, but no one dared to answer.
Who is this man? So bold and rude?
Many people are slandering in their hearts.
But Lin Yang ignored the weird atmosphere at the scene and spoke again.
"Can anyone tell me who...is the religious leader?"
Wen Moxin, who was above him, had an expressionless expression on his face. He knocked his wine glass on the table and slowly stood up.
