Chapter Thirty-Seven: Revealing Your Nature in Anger
The second peak of the Holy Court was filled with deathly silence.
“Why doesn’t Father God look after me?!”
The first person to break the silence was Feng Mo's hoarse roar, "Father! Why would you rather take a photo of an old man than a photo of me?!"
Xia Yi looked back calmly.
Feng Mo stared back with bloodshot eyes!
What he did for the holy souls of these four young talents, or not just for the holy souls, but also for the depression that he lost to Shi Lai, he almost gave up all of his past!
From today on, he will no longer have schoolmates! From now on, he will enter his father's command, suffer the pain of military training, and start a completely unfamiliar and hard life!
"It's you! You old man!"
"What did you do?! You used tricks to deceive Father God! Vice-dean! He?! An old man?! Become the fourth talented person?!"
Feng Mo's face became more and more distorted. His true nature had been exposed among the students in the junior class of the Holy Academy. He no longer cared about what others thought of him and shouted to the sky:
"Father God! I, Feng Mo! Can't I be a fourth-year-old talented scholar... ugh..."
A big hand suddenly covered his mouth, Xu Zhou looked solemn, he directly picked him up, stared at Xia Yi warily, and dodged away.
Xia Yi became one of the four talented young men. Regardless of whether it was punishment from Father God or not, it was extremely terrifying. He could no longer let Feng Mo stay here and do whatever he wanted!
In other words, it would be even more terrifying if it weren't for God the Father's punishment! Changing the object of God the Father's blessing is unprecedented! Maybe the king can do it? That is completely beyond his knowledge!
Seeing them leaving, Luo Ti cursed in his heart again, bastard, how should I end this?!
Xia Yi kindly reminded him: "Vice President Luo, the ceremony is not over yet, where is the sacrifice speech?"
Luo Ti's face twitched, I'll sacrifice it to your uncle!
Xia Yi laughed loudly, stopped teasing him, jumped off the altar, and said loudly: "Just now it was just a trick, you can choose another four young talents to go to the altar to receive the ceremony!"
"A blind trick?"
"It turned out to be a deception?"
"Let me tell you...this senior must not like the second senior brother!"
"You still call him Second Senior Brother? Bah!"
"I don't know what happened to Dang Neng."
All the students were relieved, but Luo Ti didn't believe it. Is that a blind trick? Who can imitate the vast power of God the Father? A blind trick that he and Xu Zhou, two Yuhengs, can't see through even at a close distance?
But on the other hand, if it’s not a cover-up, what else could it be? Tampering with God the Father’s will?
He didn't dare to think about such a thing, and he didn't dare to admit that such a scene occurred in the divine sacrifice ceremony he presided over. He could only collect his thoughts and said loudly: "Quickly decide on the new fourth person!"
A young man named Zhang Jin became the lucky one. After Luo Ti chanted loudly, another beam of light really shot down, and these young people really believed it. Even Luo Ti became dubious.
Twists and turns.
The god-given ceremony was finally over.
…
"Shi Lai, I'm sorry." On the way down the mountain, Zhou Xiaoxian suddenly turned around and said solemnly to Shi Lai, leaving Shi Lai looking confused.
"Earlier, Second Senior Brother broke your leg, and I spoke for him. I... I really didn't expect Second Senior Brother to be such a person." She added.
"Oh, this matter, hehe." Shi Lai said with a smile: "I have forgotten it a long time ago. Besides, wouldn't I defeat him myself?" Then he immediately turned around and said: "Grandpa, grandpa, wasn't that a trick just now?
?Isn’t it?”
Others were full of reverence for God the Father, thinking that God would never make mistakes and would not give four talented young men to an old man. He did not have such reverence.
Naturally, Xia Yi is the same.
He shook his head, smiled, and pointed down.
Zhou Xiaoxian and Shi Lai looked around. From this angle, they could just see the bottom of the mountain. But there, they saw Feng Mozheng, who had been carried away by Xu Zhou first, talking to Xu Zhou emotionally.
"He was complaining that Deputy Commander Xu carried him away. He wanted to go back and get the four young talents, but Deputy Commander Xu didn't allow it," Xia Yi said.
After a long time, the two broke up unhappy.
Feng Mo took the two guards who were originally waiting at the foot of the mountain and walked towards the direction leaving the Holy Courtyard.
Xu Zhou raised his head and glanced at the top of the mountain, with a sullen face, leaning far behind to make sure that Feng Mo would not kill anyone with a carbine.
Xia Yi seemed to have heard something. He cast his gaze into the distance, shook his head and sighed softly: "Anger shows true nature, and innocent people will be hurt."
"What innocent person, teacher?"
"Let's go to Wangjiang Tower. If we don't go, I'm afraid we will be classified as unwelcome guests," Xia Yi said.
…
Half an hour later, Wangjiang Tower.
Bang!
"Everyone, get over here!"
Feng Mo kicked open the door and roared.
"Young master, what are you...?" Several waiters came over in confusion.
Feng Mo glanced at Chen Guang's face for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "From today on! Wangjiang Tower is no longer allowed to receive the white-haired old man wearing a bamboo hat! The girl he brought with him is also not allowed to enter!
"
All the servants looked at each other. Xia Yi and the others, who came here almost every day, certainly knew how they had offended the young master's family and stopped doing business.
"Did you hear that?!" Feng Mo's eyes were bloodshot, he took a few steps closer to Chen Guang, pointed his chest with his finger and said, "Especially you!
Don't think I don't know, you rush to serve them every time! What, Zhou Xiaoxian made you recall the past?! She was able to be accepted as a disciple by that white-haired old immortal, do you envy her?! If there was an expert who accepted her as a disciple back then?
If you were a disciple, you wouldn't have become like this! Become a useless person!"
The saliva splashed on Chen Guang's face, but Chen Guang still smiled humbly, "That's what you said."
Feng Mo's anger stagnated, and he punched Chen Guang in the chest with a punch, making him take a few steps back. Immediately, Feng Mo seemed to be confused and kicked several tables and chairs in succession before he stopped panting.
"Cruel!" After a few more curses, Feng Mo snorted coldly: "Cripple, don't keep dreaming! Brand your only remaining soul with Yiyin soup? Hahaha, Yiyin soup? The holy soul of a cook?"
He laughed wildly and pointed at Chen Guang:
"Some people don't know, right? He, Chen Guang, was the senior brother of the Holy Academy 35 years ago. The senior brother who firmly dominated my father, now he wants to be a cook? Wants to be the shopkeeper of a restaurant?
!Hahaha!"
He looked around casually, and his shoes were stained with dust from the kick just now. He laughed loudly and said: "Come here! Clean my shoes, and I will let my mother reward you with a restaurant!"
With surprise on his face, Chen Guang took off the towel on his shoulders and ran to kneel down in front of Feng Mo.
"Wait, I'll do it myself!"
Feng Mo grabbed the towel, raised his foot, stepped directly on Chen Guang's head, and wiped it slowly!
Seeing that Chen Guang at his feet did not resist, Feng Mo felt even more depressed. A good punching bag should respond with shame and annoyance in a timely manner!
He put down his feet, put on a sinister smile on his lips, and leaned down to Chen Guang's ear, "I have something to tell you quietly. It was my father who guided you to imprint your evil rat holy soul back then."
Chen Guang humbly whispered: "That's why the general promised me that if I branded Yiyin decoction, he would give me a restaurant out of guilt."
Feng Mo sneered: "Oh? You know? Then do you know that my father also tampered with the medicine you used to destroy the Holy Soul of the Evil Rat?"
Chen Guang hesitated for a moment without changing his expression: "Young master, you have lost your temper. I didn't hear what you just said. Just calm down, calm down."
Feng Mo's eyes were stunned and he slowly straightened up.
"You know? You know!! Hahahaha, you actually know! You actually know! Useless man! Don't you want to take revenge? The useless two-star Tianxuan is also a two-star. I am so close to you, you have a chance to kill me.
!Do it?!”
The two guards behind him were on alert.
Chen Guang was still humble: "How dare you take action against the young master's family? You are joking."
Feng Mo felt dull for a moment.
This anger did not come out, and the anger in his heart almost exploded with frustration. He kicked a wooden chair next to him and smashed it, "I am really... I am really! I have never seen a useless person like you! You deserve to be reduced to this! Who?
Make you greedy! And cowardly!"
"You're right, you're right."
"..." Feng Mo snorted coldly, turned around and went downstairs and said again: "Remember?! Don't let that old immortal come in again!"
"Yes! Young Master!"
Chen Guang should be faster than anyone else, and immediately went to clean up the fallen tables and chairs.
The other waiters looked at him and looked at each other.