Xia Shan'er's pretty face froze, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Miss Bai, please respect yourself! Senior brother, he practices hard every day and has no time for a tryst with you."
Bai Weiwei didn't dare to take the joke too far and said with a smile: "The little lady just made a small suggestion. Miss Shan'er, don't overthink it."
While Bai Weiwei and Xia Shan'er were talking, Yang Wei flew back to the mountain gate in disgrace. He glared at Shen Lang with a hateful look and was about to enter the sect.
Just at this moment, a giant warship flew from the horizon in the distance, with a large number of monks standing on the warship.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be thousands of monks from the Seven Saints Palace led by Yang He and several elders of the Seven Saints Palace. The team was huge and the warships were flying towards the entrance of the mountain gate of the Seven Saints Palace.
"Oh, Father! Father, you have to make the decision for me!"
Yang Wei, who was covered in blood and stains, suddenly saw his father returning with the team. As if he had seen a savior, he looked extremely excited and yelled.
Yang He who was on the warship also caught a glimpse of Yang Wei who was covered in scars outside the mountain gate. He couldn't help frowning and immediately flew down from the warship and ducked to the outside of the mountain gate.
"Disciple has met Hall Master Yang He!"
The two gatekeepers immediately bowed and saluted without squinting.
Bai Weiwei also hurriedly saluted, not daring to neglect.
"Stupid son, what happened?"
Yang He glanced around, locked eyes with Yang Wei, and asked.
"Dad, this is the guy! This guy just robbed my Taoist companion and even teamed up with the female cultivator to beat me. He violated the sect's rules. He is so audacious. You have to make the decision for me!"
Yang Wei pointed at Shen Lang and Xia Shan'er beside him, and said with fierce anger.
Although he had spoken harsh words just now, Yang Wei didn't think he had the ability to deal with Shen Lang. He could only hope that his father would take action and give Shen Lang a severe lesson. It would be best if he could expel this bastard from the sect.
Seeing that Yang Wei actually dared to jump out and act like a monster, Shen Lang was furious and roared: "That's nonsense! It was clearly you who caused trouble to my senior sister, and you were the one who did it first, and now you are throwing dirty water on her."
Come to us, like you
Is such a shameless person worthy of being a descendant of the Seven Sages of Meishan? I'm just giving you a lesson today as a discipline for your father!"
Yang Wei's face turned blue with anger, and he yelled: "Dad, you see this kid is so arrogant, and he actually wants to discipline me for you? Get someone to kill him quickly!"
"You traitor, don't embarrass me here!"
Yang He's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he slapped Yang Wei in the face.
"Snapped!"
Yang He did not hold back. This slap carried huge power. Before Yang Wei had time to react, his face was severely injured and he flew away diagonally. His face was deformed and his mouth was full of blood.
The hearts of all the monks trembled. Yang He was so ruthless, and he was so merciless to his own son.
Yang Wei was stunned by the beating, and it took him a long time to recover. He covered his bloody side face and asked with a dull expression: "Dad, you... what's wrong with you? Why did you hit me?"
"You unimproved traitor, look at the good things you have done, why don't you apologize to Elder Shen quickly!"
Yang He knew his son very well. He didn't even need to know what happened. He could basically guess everything.
Yang Wei had caused a lot of trouble for him in daily life and would not change his ways. In this regard, Yang He also half disciplined and half let him go.
But there are some people that his stupid son cannot mess with.
"Shen...Elder Shen?"
Yang Wei was completely dumbfounded and almost thought there was something wrong with his ears.
Could it be that what that girl said was true, that this boy Shen Lang was really the elder of the Seven Sacred Palaces?
Impossible! It has only been half a year since I left the sect, and it has not taken that long for Shen Lang to join the Seven Sacred Palaces. No matter how successful he is, he cannot be promoted to the position of elder in such a short time, right?
"The dog is used to being arrogant and indulgent. Yang would like to thank Elder Shen for taking action to discipline him. In short, I have offended a lot of people this time. I hope Elder Shen will forgive me!" Yang He hugged his fists towards Shen Lang.
Seeing Yang He's posture being so low, Shen Lang also politely clasped his fists and said, "Hall Master Yang was just kidding. This junior took a heavy shot just now, which was a bit rude. I hope Hall Master Yang won't take it to heart."
"What the hell! The dog offended Elder Shen this time. It's his fault. I will discipline him well after I go back. I hope Elder Shen will supervise and take care of him in the future." Yang He laughed.
"Hall Master Yang is too polite."
Shen Lang echoed with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this guy is indeed a genius.
Seeing his father chatting and laughing with Shen Lang, as if he regarded Shen Lang as a peer, Yang Wei was so shocked that he couldn't close his jaw. He couldn't figure out why Shen Lang had such great abilities!
Bai Weiwei was also stunned, secretly admiring Shen Lang's response in her heart. Yang He patted Shen Lang on the shoulder and laughed: "Today's farce, let's turn it into a big deal and a trivial one. I hope Elder Shen can I'm in a good mood. Yang has other things to do, so he won't accompany Elder Shen. We'll get together next time
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"good!"
Shen Lang also responded calmly.
Not long after, Yang He said goodbye to Shen Lang, dragged Yang Wei back to the warship, and continued to lead the monks into the Seven Saints Palace.
Yang Wei was at a loss. He knelt down in front of Yang He, so scared that he didn't even dare to raise his head.
This farce is finally over.
Shen Lang carried the unconscious Ning Xiaoyao on his back, took Xia Shan'er's little hand, and said, "Shan'er, let's go."
"good!"
Xia Shan'er nodded repeatedly. What happened in the past few days made her anxious. She also wanted to calm down and have a good rest.
Seeing Shen Lang pulling Xia Shan'er into the gate of the Seven Saints Palace, Bai Weiwei asked anxiously: "Mr. Shen, when will we meet next?"
Shen Lang looked back at Bai Weiwei: "Why do you care about this? I have no interest in you, and I hope we will never see each other again."
Bai Weiwei gritted her silver teeth and said: "Shen Lang, I know you hate me, but we have been through adversities together, don't we need to be so ruthless? I don't ask for anything extravagantly, can we just be ordinary friends first?"
"It's up to you. I will take part in the sect disciple assessment next month."
Shen Lang waved his hand, and after saying this, he took Xia Shan'er and flew into the mountain gate without looking back.
Bai Weiwei was stunned. Hasn't Shen Lang been promoted to the position of elder? Doesn't he still need to participate in the sect disciple assessment?
Too lazy to think too much, Bai Weiwei made up her mind to perform well herself.
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Seven Saints Palace Square.
Yang He took back the warship Lingzhou and ordered all the monks on the warship to disband. After seeing all the monks around the square flying away, Yang Wei pulled his head, looked up at Yang He, and asked cautiously: "Father, What on earth is going on? How did that boy named Shen Lang become the elder of the sect? What do you think?
I respect him so much..." Yang He showed an expression of hatred for steel, and said angrily: "I, Yang He, have been smart all my life, but I have such a stupid son like you. It is really a sin caused by the past life! The identity of this boy Shen Lang is not good.
He is just as simple as the elder of the Seven Sacred Palaces, but he was personally accepted as a disciple by Patriarch Tianying, and he has a bright future."