Chapter 4169
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The good-for-nothing Luo Zilin had fancy clothes, beautiful horses, beautiful women, beautiful houses, and all sorts of luxurious things, but he didn't do anything. He enjoyed life all day and didn't take any responsibility. He would spit on anyone he didn't like, regardless of their status. He was known as the Supervising Censor of the capital, and his life was perfect.
But no one could do anything to him, because the Luo family behind him gave him the right to do as he pleased.
Crown Prince Yan Yu, who worked hard and conscientiously, was very angry.
What made him even more indignant was that Luo Zilin, who idled around the House of Red Sleeves and scolded others whenever he had nothing better to do, had secretly practiced a cultivation technique. His strength was actually not any weaker than him, who practiced the Dance at the Rooster. The more Crown Prince Yan Yu thought about it, the more indignant he became!
Seeing that he couldn't deal with Luo Zilin, Crown Prince Yan Yu sneered, "Hide here if you can!"
With that, Crown Prince Yan Yu left.
When he came out, he was dumbfounded by the scene in front of him.
He had thought that Uncle Yan and Uncle Wang had arrived, but this … was not the case at all!
The thirty Martial Sages he had brought with him were all sent flying by a huge force. They fell to the ground coughing up blood, and the more seriously injured ones had already fainted.
This …
Crown Prince Yan Yu looked up and stared at the person in front of him!
"Who are you?!" Crown Prince Yan Yu's eyes were cold and his expression was extremely ugly!
"Patriarch Huyan of Northern Yan." Standing next to Crown Prince Yan Yu was General Yi.
Yi Ziqi reacted quickly. Before Patriarch Huyan could make his move, he was already far off in the distance. Because of that, the ripples from the attack were minimal, and he was able to just barely stand there.
But he wasn't in good condition either, because there was blood at the corner of his mouth. His internal organs must have been injured.
"Spiritual Emperor." General Yi gritted his teeth and whispered in Crown Prince Yan Yu's ear, "His strength is unfathomable. I don't know what level he is at, but he's really powerful."
Crown Prince Yan Yu nodded indifferently. His expression was cold and his eyes glinted dangerously.
"Senior." Crown Prince Yan Yu no longer looked down on the people of the Junwu Empire like he usually did. Instead, he took a few steps forward with a slight smile on his face. "Senior Huyan, please stop. We can talk things out."
As for Patriarch Huyan, he was fuming.
In the blink of an eye, he had gone into seclusion to forge a weapon. Before he could finish, something happened to little Feng Wu. Patriarch Huyan rushed over, worried that something might have happened to his little Feng Wu.
Therefore, when he saw Heir Yan Yu, Ancestor Huyan's expression naturally turned ugly!
As of this moment, everyone was looking at Patriarch Huyan, and their faces were filled with incomparable shock!
Especially Emperor Wu!
Grabbing Emperor Wu's sleeve, the empress dowager said in excitement, "Your Majesty, didn't you say that you wrote to Northern Yan for help? Now that Patriarch Huyan is here, it must be because of that letter! Like I said, the Northern Yan Emperor will definitely make a move! "
Was that so? Emperor Wu, on the other hand, was skeptical.
Because ever since Patriarch Huyan showed up, he had been standing by Feng Wu's side, protecting her under his wing. He hadn't said anything about protecting the emperor.
Emperor Wu had a feeling that in Patriarch Huyan's eyes, he wasn't as important as Feng Wu.
Meanwhile, the onlookers a short distance away —
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