While Mandela was scratching his head over the "occupation of the road" in front of him, Fangzheng, White Yaksha, and Ren met the new leader of the "Salamander" Community, Shadora, in the audience room of the "Salamander" Community.
"Mr. Fangzheng, it's a great honor that the Tendo Temple is willing to accept our invitation."
The girl sitting on the luxurious throne was young, but her attitude was very formal. Fangzheng waved his hand.
"It's nothing. We're glad to receive your invitation. Well … it's a good choice for the Tendo Temple to open up a new business in the North."
"I'm glad you think so, Mr. Fangzheng."
Shadora, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, heaved a sigh of relief. She was about to say something else when the door suddenly opened. Mandela strode in. He glanced coldly at the people in the audience room, then fixed his eyes on Fangzheng.
"Are you the leader of the Tendo Temple?"
"That's right."
Upon hearing her question, Fangzheng pricked up his brows.
"And who the hell are you?"
"I'm Mandela. I want to ask you, what the hell is the Tendo Temple doing?"
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, White Yaksha looked curiously at Fangzheng.
"What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything."
Fangzheng shrugged.
"I just set up a capsule machine to stir up the atmosphere of the festival. What's wrong with that?"
"A capsule machine … What's that? Forget it, Mandela. It's not a big deal. "
"They've already disrupted the atmosphere of the festival. The whole festival is in a mess now!"
At this point, Mandela was furious. Due to the illegal occupation of the street, coupled with the fact that they were selling some very cheap Blessing Equipment, it attracted many people to watch and buy it. This also led to a significant decrease in the number of customers in other places. As a result, the Fire Dragon Birth Festival that was carefully prepared by "Salamander" almost became a special discount sale in the Tendo Temple!
"What does this have to do with me?"
Fangzheng shrugged his shoulders.
"I did say that I would bring that thing to the center of the festival to have some fun, but you guys said that it was too big, so you put it in a corner. Do you think you can find trouble with me like this? "
"You …"
"Is that so? Brother Mandela? "
Shadora turned to Mandela and the latter nodded with a gloomy expression.
"That's right. After all, this is the Fire Dragon's Birth Ceremony organized by Salamander. How can we allow the Eastern Community to enter the central exhibition area so casually? That's why I decided to put that thing aside."
With that said, Mandela glared at Fangzheng.
"But I didn't expect these Eastside bastards to be so despicable. They actually sent people to disrupt our ceremony...."
"I advise you to be careful with your words, idiot."
Fangzheng narrowed his eyes and stared at Mandela coldly.
"Don't make others the scapegoat without evidence. Do you have evidence that we deliberately sent people to cause trouble? Are you retarded? "
"Isn't that so? Otherwise, why would you make so many gifts? "
"Because we're rich and willful. What's it to you?"
Fangzheng put his hands in his pockets and chuckled. When Mandela heard Fangzheng's answer, the veins on his forehead bulged.
"You bastard....!!"
"Brother Mandela!"
Shadora hurriedly stood up and tried to dissuade Mandela.
"Please don't be like this. They're our invited guests. It's against our etiquette to show such an attitude!"
"Our reputation is more important than etiquette. They're just a new community. Don't think that you can be so arrogant just because you defeated Perseus. Shadora, you are already the ruler of the North Sector. Inviting this kind of lodging in the "
Inviting such a fallen community in the territory of Salamander will only damage the dignity of Salamander! I've said it before, it's because you always say things like that that you're looked down upon by others.... "
"Alright, Mandela, it's about time for you to leave."
Seeing this, White Yaksha tried to dissuade Mandela, but Mandela still refused to back down. He glared at White Yaksha fiercely.
"Qian Yan is also a busybody! Even if we're all rulers of the same social class, we should know how to control our actions beyond our authority. Don't tell me that the rumors this time are also planned by the Eastside out of jealousy of the Northside? "
"Clap clap clap …"
When he heard this, Fangzheng also clapped his hands with a smile.
"Impressive, impressive. What a great prestige. Those who don't know might think that you're the leader of Salamander. I was curious as to why the previous leader of Salamander would choose Shadora as his successor, but now that I see you, I finally understand … Hehehe, interesting. Shadora doesn't even have so much to say, so why do you have so much to say? In my opinion, why don't you remove Shadora from her position and become the leader yourself? Then you can talk to us. What do you think? "
"Brother Mandela, please control yourself!"
Shadora, who could not stand it anymore, reprimanded Mandela. Mandela gritted his teeth and shut his mouth indignantly. Then, White Yaksha sighed and returned to the topic.
"Alright, let's talk about the demon king's attack … Well, I don't know much about it either. This is the result of one of the Qian Yan members' foreseeing the future. "
"Foreseeing the future?"
"That's right. Many of our members in Qian Yan are Bestowers with special magic eyes. Among the various Observers, there are also those who can provide 'future intelligence' as a Bestower. The gift that person gave to this Birth Sacrifice is the prophecy of the 'demon king's attack'."
"I see."
Upon hearing that, Fangzheng nodded. Wasn't it just futuristic vision? He had seen it many times in the Moon World and was very familiar with it.
"Then what?"
"That's it."
"… What do you mean?"
"I don't know. Simply put, this is a direct order from the boss. The details of the prophecy are all hidden, and only this clue is provided … As for what the boss is thinking, I don't know either."
"Don't, don't joke around!"
Mandela roared angrily again, his face flushed red.
"Since you know so much information, you only told us that there will be a demon king's attack. This is a lie to deceive us!"
"Brother, brother, please don't be so agitated. Lord White Yaksha has his reasons for saying that …"
However, just as the scene became chaotic, Fangzheng sneered.
"In that case, let me give Miss Shadora another gift."
As he spoke, Fangzheng stretched out his hand. Everyone turned to look at Fangzheng. A large book appeared in Fangzheng's hand.
"This is …"
"This is the Omniscient Elf's' Banners'. It can also know the past and future of everything. Simply put, you can get the answer immediately if you ask it."
With that said, Fangzheng smiled and looked at Shadora.
"How is it? Miss Shadora? "
"This …"
"Don't listen to her, Shadora!"
At this moment, Mandela hurriedly shouted to stop them.
"This guy must be lying!"
"…"
Shadora was slightly puzzled by Fangzheng's question. She looked at Fangzheng and nodded firmly.
"Can I ask you to help me? Mr. Fangzheng? "
"No problem. Leave it to me."
Upon hearing Shadora's answer, Fangzheng chuckled. Then, he swept a meaningful glance at Mandela and unfurled the banner to announce his departure.
"So, magic mirror, who is the most handsome man in the world … Oh, there's no need for that. Everyone knows. So, magic mirror, please tell us the true identity of the demon king who is about to attack this ceremony and the mastermind behind it!"
Soon, with Fangzheng's summons, lines of text appeared on the blank page. After reading the content, the corners of Fangzheng's mouth curled up.
"Ah … I see. I understand now. No wonder Qian Yan chose not to act rashly. So that's why …"
"Mr. Fangzheng, do you know the truth behind the scenes?"
"Almost."
Fangzheng nodded, then glanced at Mandela again.
"Hehehe, actually, logically speaking, it's fine if I don't say it, but someone's blabbermouth has made me very unhappy, so I'll just take it as revenge. I'll give you this information for free."
As he spoke, Fangzheng snapped the 'Banners of War' in his hand and cast his gaze at Shadora.
"Let's conclude first … The mastermind behind the demon king's attack is among us!"
"What?!"
Upon hearing that, everyone was alarmed. Fangzheng looked directly at Mandela.
"Let's be straightforward. It's you, Mr. Mandela … Oh, no, it should be all the members of Salamander except Shadora!"
"What?!"
Hearing this, everyone present was stunned.
"Brother?!"
Shadora also looked at Mandela in surprise. Mandela's face was ashen.
"Don't listen to his nonsense, Shadora. He's just talking nonsense …!!"
"You deliberately lured the demon king to attack the Fire Dragon Birth Festival so that Shadora could face the enemy and show off the power of the rulers of the North in front of the people of the North. I finally understand why Qian Yan doesn't want to say more. After all, you're the rulers of the North, and you took the initiative to lure the demon king. Haha, if this gets out, you won't be able to live in the North anymore. That's why you don't like White Yaksha, right? After all, she's known as the strongest ruler of the North. If White Yaksha takes care of the demon king when the demon king attacks, then your plan is basically over. "
"Is … is that true?"
"Of course not! Shadora, don't listen to his nonsense.
Don't listen to his nonsense, we didn't … "
"It's easy to confirm."
Fangzheng shrugged.
"Shadora, you're the leader of Salamander. You can ask them one by one. Some of them will tell the truth."
"You …!!"
Hearing this, Mandela glared at Fangzheng, as if he wanted to skin him alive, while Fangzheng narrowed his eyes.
"What? Unhappy? It's not that I can't understand your thoughts, but isn't it a little too much to use so many residents of the festival as bait? You can choose to die if you want to, but they came to the festival to have fun, not to be clowns and monkeys for you to fool around with.... "
With that said, Fangzheng looked at Shadora.
"So, what are you going to do now? Miss Shadora? "
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