What did Wen Lanfeng mean to Bi Wan Country? He was a national artifact, the treasure of the country. Although Wen Lanfeng had stopped meddling in secular affairs for a long time, as long as Wen Lanfeng was alive, Bi Wan Country would not decline. This was an undeniable fact.
He had humiliated the savior of the country's Great Ancestor. Moreover, he was a Middle-stage Divine Transformation expert. If he brought this back, he would be killed! Even His Majesty, the current emperor, would not be able to keep the little princess safe. The middle-aged man looked back at the White-robed Man sadly.
The most terrifying thing was that Mr. Nongzhu wanted the Great Ancestor to go to the South Sea to apologize. This … this … Who in the entire royal family would dare to disturb the Great Ancestor's meditation, let alone the fact that he could not see the Great Ancestor?
To say the least, even if someone could see the Great Ancestor, who would dare to ask the Great Ancestor to go to the South Sea to apologize? There was no one in the entire Bi Wan Country who would dare to do so!
But if they did not do so, Mr. Nongzhu would tear down the palace of Bi Wan Country. Apart from the Great Ancestor, who in Bi Wan Country could stop Mr. Nongzhu, who was famous in the cultivation world? Once the Great Ancestor was alarmed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
No matter how he thought about it, it was a dead end. The middle-aged man's face was ashen. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He stood still like a wooden chicken.
"Uncle Bai, who is he?" The White-robed Man walked over, trembling with fear. He glanced at Yue Qianchou and asked cautiously.
Hehe! How dare you say I'm vulgar! Yue Qianchou glanced at him and waved the big fan in his hand. He had the demeanor of an expert.
"Shut up! Kneel! " The middle-aged man shouted at the White-robed Man. Then he knelt down in front of Yue Qianchou and pleaded, "Please spare our lives for the sake of our Great Ancestor. I will be very grateful."
The White-robed Man looked incredulous when he saw the middle-aged man kneeling down. He was stunned for a moment and then knelt down obediently. When these two people knelt down, the dozen or so guards behind them didn't dare to continue standing. With a 'hua' sound, they all knelt down.
Boss Sang was even more shocked now. He could tell that this group of people was undoubtedly the royal family of Bi Wan Nation. This lady dressed as a man might even be a princess of Bi Wan Nation. Now, just because of a few words from this gentleman, all of them actually knelt down and asked for forgiveness?
Southern Sea Purple Bamboo Forest? What kind of place is this? Boss Sang thought to himself. He had never heard of such a place before.
On the other hand, Zhang Peng admired his master more and more. His master was indeed an unfathomable person. His heart was filled with worship.
Furong, who had been standing nervously behind the door, thinking that something was going to happen, was astonished when she saw this scene. She didn't expect Yue Qianchou to be so capable after leaving Fuxian Island. He could make a bunch of people kneel down with just a few words. At the same time, she felt more at ease, so she bit her lips and stood behind Yue Qianchou.
"What's the meaning of this?" Yue Qianchou waved his fan and said indifferently, "I didn't say I want your lives. Get up quickly, lest someone sees you and accuses me of bullying the weak." In his heart, he muttered, 'I didn't expect the handsome Nongzhu to be so popular outside. It seems I can make good use of him. Who told you to always bully me!'
"I'm Wen Bai. I've long heard that Mister likes to play games in the mortal world. I didn't expect to offend you today." The middle-aged man said while kowtowing repeatedly. "I should go back to receive my punishment, but I didn't dare to disturb the Old Ancestor's cultivation. I hope that Senior will let this matter go since we don't know anything."
He gritted his teeth and threw caution to the wind. Instead of going back to receive his death, he might as well pluck up his courage and try. Perhaps there would be a chance.
'That's exactly what I wanted. If that Wen Lanfeng really comes out, I'm afraid it'll be hard to clean up!' Yue Qianchou raised his brows and turned to look at Furong. He asked softly, "Did I scare you? What do you think we should do? "
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the sickly Furong. They didn't expect the final decision to be made by this inconspicuous woman. Wen Bai looked at her with a pleading expression. As Yue Qianchou expected, Furong was soft-hearted and couldn't do anything evil. She gently pulled his sleeve and said, "Forget it!"
The group of people immediately heaved a sigh of relief. However, they only saw Yue Qianchou closing his fan as he solemnly said, "I can overlook this matter and treat it as if nothing had happened. However, you all used your strength to bully others and destroyed the inn's items. Because of me, the inn suffered losses for nothing. I will punish you all to compensate heavily. Do you all accept this?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Wen Bai quickly got up and went to Boss Sang. He cupped his hands and apologized, "I'm really sorry. May I know how much the broken things will be worth? I'm willing to pay double the amount as compensation. "
Boss Sang was speechless. However, the broken bowls and plates really weren't worth much. He couldn't help but glance at Yue Qianchou. Yue Qianchou immediately said without any trace of politeness, "Since I've spoken up to seek justice for them, a thousand taels of gold is worth it."
"Uh …" Wen Bai was stunned. He quickly nodded and said, "It's worth it. Mister's words are priceless. Even ten thousand taels of gold is worth it."
He quickly took out the storage pouch from his robes and used his divine sense to check, but found that it wasn't enough. He called for the guards to gather the money, but found that it was still not enough. He had no choice but to ask the young master to hand over the pouch as well.
After gathering everything, Wen Bai finally returned with a bitter expression, "Mister, please wait a moment. There's only about eight hundred taels of gold here. I'll go to the embassy to get it …"
"Forget it. If I continue to be long-winded with you all, it'll seem like I'm calculative." Yue Qianchou interrupted with a wave of his fan. He then pointed at the storage pouch in Wen Bai's hand to Zhang Peng. Zhang Peng walked over and grabbed the pouch.
"Thank you, Mister!" Wen Bai bowed and said. This matter had come to an end. His worried heart could finally be at ease. It could be considered a blessing in a misfortune.
"Don't kneel. Let's go! Do you want me to treat you all to a meal? "Yue Qianchou said with an expressionless face.
The group of people quickly stood up. The young master in white pouted and silently bowed with a wronged expression. Wen Bai was about to leave when he saw Yue Qianchou point the fan in his hand at the young master in white. He said, "What's the name of this cross-dressing girl?"
"Wenqing!" The young master in white pouted and replied unwillingly. Wen Bai saw this and thought to himself, 'Oh no! Look at the situation now, and you're still acting like a princess. Why don't you look at who you're facing? Even your father can't afford to offend you!'
Sure enough, Yue Qianchou tapped the fan in his other hand lightly. He said in a neutral tone, "Looking at you, you seem to have a lot of opinions about my decision! If you're not convinced, why don't you say it now? I hate it when people curse me behind my back. "
"Wenqing wouldn't dare." The young master in white had now completely reverted to her female voice. Although she said she wouldn't dare, everyone could hear the grievance in her voice.
Yue Qianchou tapped the fan lightly. His gaze fell on the golden headband in her hair and he slowly walked over. Wen Bai was startled. He cupped his fists and said, "Sir …"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Yue Qianchou glared at him and swallowed them. Yue Qianchou walked up to the silent Wenqing. He extended his fan and gently lifted her chin. He looked at the beautiful face that dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. He said, "You can be considered a beauty. Why do you like to cross-dress? Take off the headband and let me see."
Zhang Peng was stunned. Boss Sang was stunned. Wen Bai was stunned. The guards looked at each other. Could it be that he had taken a fancy to Wenqing? Furong blinked. She did not know what he was trying to do.
The Wenqing's pretty face turned red. She bit her lip so hard that it almost bled. She did not say anything, nor did she move. She was a dignified princess of a country. When had she ever been humiliated like this? And in front of so many people? Little did she know that Yue Qianchou wanted to take her pride down a notch.
The fan lifted her chin again. Yue Qianchou said indifferently, "Do you want me to do it myself? If you don't take it off, I'll have him do it. Once he takes it off for you, I'll give you to him to warm his bed. "The fan let go of her chin and pointed at Zhang Peng.
"Thank you, Sir!" Zhang Peng cupped his fists and bowed. He strode over. Who would have thought that this guy liked to play dry humor?
The Wenqing immediately shouted in horror, "I'll take it off!" She quickly took off the golden headband and angrily threw it on the ground.
However, as soon as she threw it, Yue Qianchou seemed to have guessed what she was going to do. He stretched out the fan in his hand and flicked it. The golden headband flipped towards Zhang Peng. Zhang Peng casually caught it.
As the saying goes, the layman enjoys the show, while the connoisseur recognizes the artistry. Yue Qianchou's casual flick of the fan seemed to be something that anyone could do. However, what was rare was that it seemed natural. It was as if the Wenqing had cooperated with him and purposely threw the golden headband towards his fan. The group of guards' pupils shrank. They all praised in their hearts. What amazing skills!
Wen Bai was secretly shocked. As expected of a Soul Formation expert. Just a casual move was enough to predict the enemy's movements. Zhang Peng, however, did not think much of it. Master's skills were amazing.
In fact, Yue Qianchou himself was stunned. Just now, he had subconsciously done it. He didn't even move his body. He had just casually moved his arm and fan. He hadn't expected that the size of the fan would be so perfect. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was exquisite.
He did not even know how he did it. In a flash, he remembered what Bi Changchun said when he taught him the 'Animal Play'. He was overjoyed. Old man Bi did not lie to him.
The Wenqing stood there with her hair disheveled. In the blink of an eye, the handsome young master had changed. Especially her eyes, which were already welling with tears. She was trying hard not to cry. Yue Qianchou raised the fan in his hand and parted the messy hair on her forehead.
Her beautiful face, rosy cheeks, and tearful cheeks were really pitiful. She was indeed a great beauty.
"Alright, you can go." Yue Qianchou expressionlessly said as he held the fan and knocked on the Wenqing's forehead.
"Thank you, Sir!" Wen Bai bowed awkwardly. He then scolded the Wenqing, "Qing 'er, hurry up and thank Sir." He was really afraid of causing trouble again.
"Thank … Thank … Thank you, Sir! Wah … "The Wenqing was full of grievances. As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately burst into tears and ran away. The group of guards quickly bowed and left to chase after her …
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