"Captain?"
Zhu Wei and the City Lord were stunned.
Wasn't the captain Lady Leng Yue?
How did it become someone else?
Zhu Wei was puzzled, "City Lord, what's going on?"
The City Lord frowned, "Lady Leng Yue asked you to find the captain, which means that she and Lord You Mo are not the captains, then who is this captain?"
"Could it be … …"
Zhu Wei suddenly thought of something, his eyes filled with disbelief!
With this reminder, the City Lord also thought of a person.
The masked man!
The two of them looked at each other, the expression on their faces was like flipping through a book, finally replaced by deep shock!
That's right, it was this masked man!
Ever since they came to the Holy City, the masked man had never appeared, this was obviously illogical!
One had to know, if the masked man was really a follower, he would definitely follow beside the two Lords, at their beck and call, but he did not.
Take this time for example, the two Lords were so busy that they actually did not let the masked man go to help, but let the City Lord Residence's people go to help, what did this mean?
This meant that the masked man's status was higher than the two Lords, the two Lords had no right to order him!
Thinking of this, the City Lord and You Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly.
They never thought that this masked man that they looked down on, ignored, was the real power holder!
The City Lord said bitterly, "Zhu Wei, I'm really sorry, this time I miscalculated."
"It's not your fault, City Lord, it's my fault, when I first met, I already noticed that the masked man was extraordinary, but in the end … …"
Speaking of this, he really couldn't continue, his heart was bitter, it was too late for regrets.
Actually, this matter was indeed the City Lord's fault, if not for the City Lord repeatedly guaranteeing, how could he underestimate the masked man?
But even if the City Lord was wrong, he also didn't dare to blame him, after all, the Holy City was the City Lord's world, offending the City Lord, it would be extremely difficult for the Zhu Family to establish a foothold in the Holy City in the future.
Furthermore, this matter still required the City Lord's help.
Zhu Wei stood up, cupped his hands and pleaded, "City Lord, no matter what, you have to help me this time."
The City Lord said, "Hasn't your daughter already entered the Sacred Hall? Why don't you ask her to come and intercede? Seeing that they are from the same sect, I believe that the masked man might give your son a chance. "
Zhu Wei said, "I've already sent a servant to inform Yan 'er, but Yan' er is currently in Sealing Soul City and is busy with official business. I'm afraid she won't be able to return to Holy City in a short time."
The City Lord was puzzled, "Didn't she go straight to Temple? Why did she go to Sealing Soul City?"
"I heard from Yan 'er that she accidentally offended an important figure in the Sacred Hall and was sent to the Soul Sealing City to train by the Third Hall Master."
Speaking till here, Zhu Wei could not help but sigh deeply: "Sigh, I originally thought that after Yan 'er entered Temple, my Zhu Family would be able to achieve meteoric success, but who would have thought that Yan' er would be banished, and Feng 'er would be ridiculed. My Zhu Family truly has a double whammy!"
The City Lord warned, "Don't worry, the idea is thought of by people. You stay here and think about it carefully. Don't be impulsive. Wait until you have thought of a foolproof plan, then go and meet the masked man. "
Zhu Wei said, "I understand. I won't act rashly."
The City Lord nodded and strode away, leaving Zhu Wei alone in his thoughts.
Somewhere else, the same scene was happening!
But the difference was that Zhu Wei had only knelt for a short while, but in this place, there was a person who refused to get up.
This person was the Holy Spirit Patriarch!
He knelt in front of a palace in silence, but tears flowed down his cheeks, and his eyes were filled with pleading.
On the ground in front of the Holy Spirit Patriarch was a young man. His eyes were tightly shut, and his face and lips were deathly pale. He was Chen Qingsong, whose godhead had been shattered by Wutian.
The palace in front of the father and son was the residence of the Heaven Capital Battle Tribe's Patriarch!
Five years ago, the Holy Spirit Patriarch had brought Chen Qingsong to the Heaven Capital Battle Tribe, but when he learned of the Holy Spirit Patriarch's intentions, he immediately sent people to chase him out.
This was his only hope, how could the Holy Spirit Patriarch leave just like that?
Thus, he carried his son and knelt down every three steps as he walked toward the Patriarch's residence. He wanted to use his sincerity to move the Patriarch.
Throughout the entire process, he did not use his godforce to protect himself. His knees were already bruised, and even his bones could be seen. As he walked, he knelt down, and his blood dyed the path red!
The Heaven Capital Battle Tribe's people wanted to chase him out by force, but when they saw this scene, they could not bear it. No matter what, the Holy Spirit Battle Tribe was a branch of the Heaven Capital Battle Tribe, so everyone chose to turn a blind eye and let him go.
After half a month, the Holy Spirit Patriarch finally arrived at the Patriarch's palace with his son in his arms. Then, he knelt down like that!
In other words, he had been kneeling for five years!
In order to save Chen Qingsong, he had completely put down his pride and worked hard.
But in these five years, the Patriarch did not show up even once, as if he did not know that there was someone kneeling outside!
However, on this day, the tightly shut doors of the palace finally opened slowly. A middle-aged man in a purple-gold robe strode out of the palace and stood on the steps in front of the Sacred Spirit Clan Leader. He looked down at the father and son pair from above.
Seeing this, the Holy Spirit Patriarch immediately kowtowed and begged, "Patriarch, please save Qingsong on account that we are of the same bloodline!"
Patriarch Tiandu said, "Although the Holy Spirit Battle Tribe is a branch, I have always treated you as one of my own. Every year, I will send you a large amount of cultivation resources, but what about you? When I asked Chen Qingsong to join the Heaven Capital Battle Tribe, you were unwilling. "
Patriarch Tiandu changed the topic and sneered, "Do you think I don't know what you are thinking? You just want to rely on Chen Qingsong to set up your own clan and break away from the fate of being a branch. Would I help a heartless and ambitious person like you? "
"But …"
Clan Leader Tian Du hesitated for a moment.
The Holy Spirit Patriarch hurriedly said, "Patriarch, if you have something to say, just say it. As long as you can save Qingsong, I am willing to do anything."
"That's what you said."
Patriarch Tiandu smirked, "A few hundred years ago, I accompanied the Holy Lord to the Celestial realm to snatch the Primordial War God's Quintessence and body. After that, I was lucky enough to obtain a petal of the Immortal Spirit Flower from Lord Xuanyuan Ao. It could save Chen Qingsong's life, but from today onwards, Chen Qingsong is a member of the Heaven Capital Battle Tribe. He has nothing to do with the Holy Spirit Battle Tribe. Also, both of you, father and son, have to sign a master-servant contract with me!"
"A master-servant contract!"
Patriarch Tiandu's expression changed.
Once the master-servant contract was signed, it meant that he would have to work for the Heaven Capital Battle Tribe for the rest of his life. His wish to break away from the branch and trample the Heaven Capital Battle Tribe under his feet would become a distant dream!
But if he did not agree, Qingsong would die. Once Qingsong died, the Holy Spirit Battle Tribe would have no chance to rise again!
After weighing the pros and cons, Patriarch Tiandu finally chose to agree.
Because only by surviving would there be a chance!
But if he died, there would be nothing left!
Patriarch Tiandu nodded, "I agree!"
Patriarch Tiandu said, "Come in with me. It just so happens that the Divine Temple is recruiting adjudicators now. When Qingsong wakes up, he can participate in the election directly."
"Yes!"
Patriarch Tiandu replied respectfully. Then he got up from the ground, but he staggered and fell to the ground again!
After kneeling for five years, his legs were already numb!
"Now you know what it's like to reap what you sow? If you had agreed earlier, none of this would have happened. "
Patriarch Tiandu sneered. With a wave of his hand, he swept up Patriarch Tiandu and his son and strode into the palace. With a clang, the palace door quickly closed.
As for Zhu Wei!
In the reception hall of the City Lord's Mansion, he thought for a long time but could not come up with a good idea. So he decided to go home first.
But just as he walked out of the door, a woman in red walked toward him.
Seeing the woman, Zhu Wei was overjoyed. He hurried over and asked, "Yan 'er, why did you come back so quickly?"
The woman in red said in a low voice, "My little brother is in trouble. How can I not be anxious? After receiving the message, I immediately put down my work and used the portal to rush back to the Holy City. Father, how is my little brother? "
"It's not good. It's all my fault. I thought I was smart enough to send gifts," Zhu Wei blamed himself.
The woman in red smiled. "Father, you were too concerned about my future. That's why you lost your mind. Father, you don't have to blame yourself. I'm now a member of the Holy Temple. I believe the people who came to recruit adjudicators will give my little brother a chance after seeing me."
"Then I'll leave it to you."
Zhu Wei smiled and heaved a sigh of relief.
The woman in red said, "My little brother's matter is my matter. Let's go. Take me to see the captain."
"Okay."
Zhu Wei hurried to lead the way.
After a while, the father and daughter arrived at the courtyard where Wutian was.
The woman in red cupped her hands and said, "Zhu Yan from the Resource Hall is here to visit. Please come out and meet the big brother of the Judgment Hall."
"Zhu Yan?"
On the third floor, Wutian was slightly stunned. Why did this name sound so familiar?
He got up and walked to the window to look down.
Immediately, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly!
He did not expect there to be such a coincidence in this world.
It turned out that this Zhu Yan was the woman who had made things difficult for him in the Resource Hall. In the end, because of him, she was sent to the secular world to train by the Third Hallmaster.
Judging from the current situation, this Zhu Yan should be Zhu Wei's daughter. In this case, Zhu Yan's intention was very clear. She was here to plead for her family.
Seeing that there was no response, Zhu Yan's eyebrow furrowed. She was a little impatient and dissatisfied. She said again, "Zhu Yan from the Resource Hall is here to visit. Please come out and meet me."
In the end, there was still no response.
Zhu Yan had completely lost her patience. She sneered. "I want to see who is so arrogant."
She pushed open the courtyard door and entered uninvited.
However, at this moment, a cold voice came from the attic. "It seems that sending you to the secular world to train did not teach you a lesson."
"This voice …"
Zhu Yan's body stiffened. She looked up to the third floor of the attic.
In her line of sight, a masked man in a white robe slowly walked to the balcony of the attic.
"It's you!"
Seeing Wutian, she was so scared that she fell to her knees. Her face turned pale in an instant!
She never expected that the captain who came to recruit adjudicators this time would be this fierce person!
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