"I'm Kirst's Rota." Rota threw a glance at Lilia and David, a puzzled look in her eyes. Just then, Edger had already rushed over with Hamil and Ralph. When he saw David, he grinned and greeted him.
"Isn't this the son of Mongul City's City Lord? Young Master David, you're here to participate in the Hundred Blossom Banquet as well? "
Seeing how submissive Edger was, David lifted his head and said with slight arrogance, "Mmm, I'm going to meet Master Yuelun. If there's nothing else, you guys can continue chatting later."
With that, he left with Lilia. Before he left, he cast a long glance at Rota.
Edger said to Hamil and the other two, "Look at him. This is the demeanor of a great aristocrat. I heard that David has been living in the Great Western Region since young and has received the most elite education. Look at his disposition and actions. "Sigh, but I heard that he's also going to participate in the Regional Selection this time around. He'll probably be able to get into the top five."
He turned to Hamil and said, "Remember, this David is probably even stronger than you. If you meet him in the competition, you must be careful."
Rota asked doubtfully, "Lilia seems to be controlled by him?"
"What has that got to do with you?" Edger continued, "Remember, this is the Great Western Region. Any young master could have a strong background and have quite a few Conferred Knights in his family. Be careful and don't cause trouble."
Hamil said, "I know. Right, he said that he's going to meet Master Yuelun. Why don't we follow him?"
Hearing Hamil's words, excitement flashed in Edger's eyes. That was the first disciple of a Divine level expert. It was said that his abilities were comparable to Governor Devitt's.
Edger nodded vigorously, "Come, come, come. Let's also go listen to Master Yuelun's teachings."
On the other side, there were no longer any aristocrats entering or leaving. It was because everyone had entered the hall to participate in the banquet.
There were also a few flirtatious b * tches who had wanted to sneak in with the aristocrats but were unable to do so. They smiled as they looked at Fang Xingjian, Fatso, and Willen.
They wanted to rely on their youth and beauty to be fancied by some aristocrat so that they could be brought into the gathering and get to know the aristocrats.
But now that the banquet had already begun, and everyone who should go in had already gone in, it was naturally hopeless for them to stay here.
One of the short-haired girls said, "Hey, you two, the reason you came up with to sneak in is too lousy."
"Haha, why don't you two look in the mirror? If you're going to attend a banquet, you should at least dress up."
"That's right. One is as fat as a pig, while the other is as dirty as a savage. Both of them want to attend the Governor's banquet?"
After the girls finished speaking, they all burst into laughter. Obviously, they did not hear the conversation between Valen and the guards. Because they did not have the opportunity to do so today, they mocked Valen and Fang Xingjian, wanting to vent their anger.
…
On the other side, one of the Governor's stewards, Setques, was at the main entrance, giving orders to the servants. All kinds of famous wines, desserts, and fruits were being transported into the hall.
After directing the logistics, Setques began to walk into the hall and inspect the work situation in the hall, constantly instructing the servants to solve any unexpected problems.
After instructing the maids to send a drunk aristocrat young lady to the guest room, Setques came to the center of the hall and saw that Master Yuelun was like the moon surrounded by stars, surrounded by countless aristocrats and geniuses.
It was not just because he was a level 29 expert, but also because of the Holy See of Truth behind him.
As the number one religion in the world, many aristocrats in the Great Western City believed in the Church. In their eyes, Master Yuelun was someone who carried the God of Truth's will.
Master Yuelun himself wore a benevolent expression, looking at everyone like he was looking at his own children. He did not say a word, merely listening to everyone's complaints and nodding occasionally. However, he also brought endless warmth and sunshine.
Seeing this scene, Steward Setques could not help but slow down his pace. He wanted to meet this archbishop of the Holy See of Truth, the eldest disciple of the Divine level expert, the Holy Orison.
An aristocratic lady said, "Master, why have you come to the Great Western City this time around?"
"That's right, Master. Tell us. Let us help you."
In the crowd, David, who had brought Lilia with him, Rota, who had followed Edger, and the others all looked over. They were also extremely curious about why Master Yuelun had come to the Great Western Region.
Unlike how he had not answered any of the questions in the past, this time around, Yuelun opened his mouth. The moment he opened his mouth, a crisp sound like that of pearls falling on a plate rang out.
"This time around, I've come down the mountain under Master's instructions. I'm looking for someone."
"What? Lord Holy Orison is looking for someone? "
"Who is Lord Holy Orison looking for? Is it an enemy? "
"Master, quickly tell us who it is. We'll take action together. Even if we have to turn the Great Western Region upside down, we'll definitely help Master find out who it is."
Looking at the crowd's surging emotions, Yuelun smiled and said, "Everyone, don't be anxious. This time, I didn't come down the mountain to find an enemy. It's just that Master has been quiet for too long and wants to find a disciple."
"What?! Lord Holy Orison is looking for a final disciple?! "
"To think that Lord Holy Orison is looking for a disciple! This … this … this is definitely earth-shattering news. "
"To be able to become Lord Holy Orison's disciple, even the Regional Selection doesn't matter."
Hearing Master Yuelun's words, the atmosphere was immediately ignited, as if gasoline had been ignited.
Anderson, who had transitioned into the Shadow Death God, raised his head. For the first time, an excited smile appeared on his cold face.
He had transitioned into a first transition job that no one in the Empire had succeeded in for the past two hundred years. Could it be that the Holy Orison was here to look for him?
David, who was still holding onto Lilia, narrowed his eyes and his heart thumped violently. If he could become the Holy Orison's disciple, how could he just reach the heavens in a single bound? He would be second only to one and above all others.
Uncontrollably, a look of ambition appeared in the depths of his eyes.
Behind Edger, Rota, Hamil, and Ralph were all agitated. The Holy Orison's disciple, the successor to a Divine level expert … Which one of them did not want to become one? After hearing Yuelun's words, all of them puffed out their chests, as if wanting to attract Yuelun's attention.
Even Edger, who was already in his forties, had a strange look in his eyes.
Rota even shouted out directly, "May I know what specific requirements the Holy Orison has in mind to take in a disciple?"
That's right, what kind of disciple was he looking for?
Everyone turned their burning gazes toward Yuelun, anticipating his answer. It was as if they would be lucky enough to be chosen.
Seeing that Master Yuelun was about to speak, a young guard carefully squeezed in next to Steward Setques and whispered into his ear, "Lord Setques, there are two people by the name of Valen and Fang Xingjian who wish to meet the Governor. They don't have an invitation, but they said …"
Steward Setques's attention was all focused on Yuelun, anticipating the other party to state the requirements for becoming a disciple. How could he have the energy to listen to the guard's report?
He waved his hand and interrupted the guard, saying, "If they don't have an invitation, then tell them to scram. Why are they looking for me for such a small matter?"
That guard looked at Setques with an aggrieved expression and said, "But that Valen said that Fang Xingjian is already …"
"Shut up and scram."
After chasing the guard away, Setques continued to turn his gaze toward Master Yuelun. Yuelun said softly, "Everyone has misunderstood. This time around, I'm not heading down the mountain to help Master recruit a disciple. It's because Master has already decided on who his final disciple will be. I'm only here to bring him up the mountain."
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