"Hypocritical. This kind of family infighting is really hypocritical." Tang Ao looked at He Yuanyi's half-baked acting on the viewing platform and sighed helplessly.
Fortunately, Tang Ao was glad that He Lin was still a person with a healthy IQ. Seeing He Yuanyi speak up for him, He Lin did not show any expression of gratitude. Instead, he held the token tightly in his hand.
He Yuanyi pretended to be righteous on the surface, but in fact, he had ulterior motives like the other young masters. If the token was given to He Yuanyi for free, then they might as well give up on the battle for the Lord of the Castellan.
"Rules? Fine, you dare to talk about rules with me. Then let me ask you, Old Seventeen is not sending his warriors to fight, nor is he willing to hand over the token. What kind of rules are these? "He Yuanyi retorted sarcastically.
"The He family is really in a mess." Everyone below the stage narrowed their eyes as they watched the show unfold before them.
On the viewing platform, the scene of He Yuanyi bullying He Lin was seen by everyone. This kind of family infighting was not usually seen in Waterdrop City. It was the same even in other places. It was rare to see brothers fighting openly and covertly, even shedding all pretense of cordiality.
The eldest son, He Yuanze, was the eldest son of the first wife. He was the oldest and had a deep foundation in Waterdrop City. Therefore, the warriors under him were all elites. It could be said that he was the most competitive candidate for the Lord of the Castellan. However, his mother was from the Su family of Ming City. Her background was slightly weaker than He Yuanchao, He Yuanyi, and He Yuanyi, but it was not something that the other children could compare with.
The ninth son, He Yuanchao's mother, was from the Tianyue Sect. His mother was once an inner disciple of the Tianyue Sect. No one knew how dissolute He Fengyuan was in the past, but he managed to pick up so many beauties from good backgrounds. Not only did he gain face, but he also earned a lot.
However, the eleventh son, He Yuanyi, caught Tang Ao's attention. Because his mother was from the Celestial Sacred Sect, Tang Ao suddenly thought of Qin Yueshuang. He suddenly felt irritated and asked Lei Liang, "He Yuanyi's mother was from the Celestial Sacred Sect. I'm afraid she is the strongest candidate for the Lord of the Castellan besides He Yuanze?"
Lei Liang nodded and said, "That's right. He Yuanyi's mother was not only from the Celestial Sacred Sect, but she was also an outer elder of the Celestial Sacred Sect. I don't know how He Yuanyi's mother got him. After giving birth, she returned to the sect to cultivate and did not stay in Waterdrop City."
After a pause, Lei Liang said, "He Yuanchao's character is wild and unruly. He is vicious and merciless. His character is a bit dark. It might be related to the Tianyue Sect's techniques. But He Yuanyi is the exact opposite. He is cheerful and open-minded, and loves to make friends. That's why he has the most warriors under him besides He Yuanze. His mother was also from the Celestial Sacred Sect, so she has the strongest backing among the many sons. That's why He Yuanyi is a popular candidate for the Lord of the Castellan. "
Tang Ao became silent. There was no need to say more about He Yuanjun. With one look, it was obvious that this person was a pervert. Not only did he like men, but he also had perverted feelings for his own brother. If this kind of person was in the wild, Tang Ao would have already eradicated him.
On the viewing platform, seeing He Yuanyi jump out to speak to He Lin, He Yuanjun's face immediately darkened. He said mockingly, "He Yuanyi, you were the one who suggested this Universe Ring token. Now, He Lin is not sending his men to fight, and is not willing to hand over the token. If this isn't disobeying the rules, then what is?"
If an ordinary Waterdrop City martial artist saw He Yuanjun's expression, he would definitely be scared out of his wits. However, He Yuanyi's face did not change at all, he just said lightly, "Rules are rules, but we are blood brothers. If Father saw us fighting like this over a token, he would definitely be very disappointed."
The veins on He Yuanjun's forehead jumped twice, but he did not explode in the end. He snorted coldly and sat back in his seat.
"Brother Seventeen, give me your token. Haven't you always wanted to have your own shop in Waterdrop City? As long as you entrust the token to me, I will immediately take out my savings from all these years and open the biggest restaurant in Waterdrop City for you. "He Yuanyi said kindly. His words were like a spring breeze.
In the battle for the Master of the City, if one felt that he was not strong enough, then he would obediently hand over the token and choose a side, becoming someone else's subordinate. When his own team obtained the final victory, he would be able to obtain enough benefits and also protect his own life. It was not a bad choice. At least, among He Fengyuan's seventeen sons, three had already done so.
Among them, these three sons had respectively attached themselves to He Yuanze, He Yuanchao, and He Yuanyi. Only He Yuanjun did not have anyone attached himself to him. This made He Yuanjun very nervous. In terms of strength, He Yuanjun did not have as many masters as them. In terms of background, He Yuanjun's background was only the Heartless Sect, which was ranked eleventh in the Eastern Domain. It could not be compared to them. Therefore, he did not receive the support of his swinging sons. This was also reasonable.
Now that He Yuanjun had failed to ask He Lin for the token, He Yuanyi jumped out to tempt him. How could He Yuanjun accept this?
If He Lin were to obediently hand over the token to He Yuanyi, then He Yuanjun would not have to continue fighting for the position of the City Master!
"Seventeenth Brother, in today's battle, you must send out your men to fight! You have been spoiled since you were young and your father doted on you. However, this Heaven and Earth Ring is not a place for you to play house. Therefore, today, you have to fight even if you don't want to! "He Yuanjun did not let He Lin go so easily. He clenched his teeth and pressed forward.
"That's right, Young Master He Lin. Your men look tall and strong. Don't tell me he is just an embroidered pillow." The martial artists beside He Yuanjun also chimed in.
"Who knows, maybe when your martial artists enter the ring, they will be able to turn us upside down in a few moves!"
"Hahahaha …"
The warriors under He Progenitor's command were talking one after another, inciting He Lin with provocative methods.
Below the ring, the spectators saw the scene on the viewing platform. They were all gloating and had an expression as if they were watching a good show. Only Tang Ao stood where he was and secretly shook his head. This group of martial artists' words could be said to be filthy. They had already lost the martial ethics that a martial artist should have.
On the viewing platform, the other heirs were all silent. Although He Lin was the youngest brother among them, no one stood out to speak for him. The position of the City Lord was bound to be bloody, and their sympathy would not overflow.
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