Victoria, who had never spoken a word, lit up a lady's cigarette, took a puff, looked at Edward and said calmly: "Dear brother, you insist on letting your father see this yellow man who came out of nowhere and doesn't know the height of the world, just to let your father see him.
Did he make his father angry?
My father's health has not been good these past two years. If he gets sick out of anger, how are you going to end it, or are you doing it on purpose?"
Edward's face changed slightly, and he retorted unnaturally: "Don't talk nonsense... You can tell from the conversation just now that Mr. Feng is a patriot with strong feelings. It is normal for his words to be impulsive. From this,
It can be seen that Mr. Feng is quite principled..."
"Okay Edward."
Fran stood up and interrupted him, saying in a magnetic voice: "My father was always concerned about your safety for a few months after you were missing. He was even more excited when he learned that you were safe and sound. Today is a good day.
But you insist on letting Mr. Feng meet the emperor.
You naturally know more about Mr. Feng’s character than we do, and you also know your father’s temper...
What you did this time was really irrational."
Patting Edward on the shoulder, Fran looked at Feng and said, "Mr. Feng, I can see that you are a powerful person with a noble personality. What you say is reasonable but also too aggressive.
But since you are Edward's friend, we don't want to pursue it too much, so just apologize to my father and leave."
It can be seen that Fran wants to be a peacemaker and wants to give Feng a step so that he can escape unscathed. From the side, it can also be seen that he and Edward have a really good relationship.
But how could Feng Yi apologize to these arrogant foreigners? What he said was the truth. It was because these foreigners had too strong a sense of superiority and were unwilling to face reality.
"no!"
Bernard immediately said: "You are so rude in front of us, and you still want him to leave like this. If word spreads, how will our empire's face be saved if the sun never sets?"
Speaking of this, he glanced at Feng Yi with a sinister look, turned around and said to King George VI: "Father, Edward highly respects this person and praises him lavishly, but none of us have ever really seen him.
Since he is so confident, he might as well ask the master priest to come over and verify it."
After hearing the words "Master Priest", everyone had different expressions. George VI did not speak, Lambert nodded with satisfaction, Alok's eyes were playful, Fran's face was dark, Victoria raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and Elizabeth was...
Face full of surprise.
Edward glanced at his elder brother with dissatisfaction, sighed, and lowered his head, but the corner of his mouth slightly curled up into a smile.
Before he met Feng Yi, the four words "Master Priest" were heard like thunder. It can be seen that after seeing Feng Yi's true strength, he had absolute confidence in Feng Yi.
Phew, I originally thought this matter was messed up, but in the end things took a detour and went his way.
When you see Mr. Feng's strength, all your dissatisfaction will disappear, Edward is convinced.
It can be said that when Edward decided to launch an attack on the throne, all his thoughts centered on this, and Feng Yi's strength will greatly increase his weight for success!
Seeing the expressions of everyone, George VI finally said: "Bernard's proposal is good. Since Mr. Feng is so confident, let's ask the master priest to come."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions became more and more weird. There were some who were proud, some who had ulterior motives, and some who were watching the show. Only Feng Yiyi, who was the center of attention, looked as usual.
"Master Priest?"
Feng Yi secretly thought: "It seems that this person has a strong influence. Looking at Bernard's excited and confident appearance, there may not be some collusion between them in private...
If this person is really capable, he might have something to do with dragons absorbing water, and then we can start with him to find the mastermind behind it and see if he is the five-color messenger."
Feng Yi's expression has different interpretations in the eyes of everyone, but this is not important, because the guard guarding the door has already informed the master priest that this competition is inevitable.
Not long after, footsteps were heard outside the door. The footsteps were very light and sounded a bit erratic. It didn't sound like walking, but more like tapping the ground on tiptoes, or half-floating.
After hearing the footsteps, everyone in the room changed their expressions. Among them, Bernard and Lambert had the most pious expressions. Fran, Alok, Victoria and others were respectful with a hint of wariness. Edward lowered his head and watched.
Looking at her expression, Elizabeth was a little confused, while George VI was expressionless and did not know whether he was happy or angry.
A man wearing a white robe and holding a staff whose face could not be seen "floated" in from outside the door. He walked up to King George VI and bowed slightly. He said in an empty and ethereal voice with no identifiable gender: "I have met His Majesty the King."
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"Master Priest is too kind."
A smile appeared on King George VI's face and he said: "Now is the time for you to practice behind closed doors. I shouldn't have disturbed you, but I need your help for something urgent right now. Please forgive me."
"Your Majesty the King is too kind."
The master priest said: "As a priest of the royal family, I naturally put the royal family first. If you have anything to do, just give me your orders."
"Bernard, please explain it to the Master Priest."
King George VI turned his head and said.
"Yes, father."
Bernard was overjoyed and nodded to the Master Priest and said: "This Mr. Feng from the East has extraordinary strength and is extremely arrogant. He has the attitude of not taking the Empire in his eyes, so we have you, Master."
Please come and teach him a lesson."
When talking about lessons, Bernard deliberately emphasized his tone.
In fact, the master priest had roughly guessed it. After all, Feng Yi was the only unfamiliar yellow face in the room, so he nodded slightly and looked at Feng Yi carefully, but did not see anything different about him.
He took the initiative to ask: "I wonder what Mr. Feng is good at and what do you want to compete with?"
"Not so polite."
Feng Yida said carelessly: "I made these people very angry just now. They all want you to deal with me severely, so you don't have to hold back, just use your best."
The master priest seemed to chuckle: "Mr. Feng is really confident."
Seeing Feng Yi shrugging indifferently, the master priest ignored him and turned around to say to King George VI: "Your Majesty, this is not a suitable place."
"Well, let's go to the garden downstairs."
Others don't know Feng Yi's strength, but they all know the level of the master priest. If he is allowed to take action, half of Buckingham Palace, not to mention this room, will have to be renovated.
When everyone came from the room to the garden, the guards had already arranged the place and carefully closed the curtain to isolate everyone from the outside world.
After George VI and others took their seats on the high platform, a team of royal guards stood in the middle to separate them from Feng Yi and the master priest to avoid emergencies.
Everything was ready, Feng Yi and the master priest stood looking at each other.
