Preparing for his funeral?
Huang Yuan's words made all the Chi Xiao people present tremble in fear.
This was especially true for the people of Crimson Firmament who had always supported Zhou Taihe, including Ma Hai. Each and every one of them had an extremely unnatural expression on their faces. Ma Hai was even more so. He stared at Huang Yuan and sneered, "Elder Huang, aren't you being a little too alarmist? There are so many liars who pretend to be the King in the world. How do you know that this one is the real one? "
"I don't know, and I can't be sure."
Huang Yuan's voice was just like his person. He sounded a little old, and also a little old. He changed the topic and said, "There may be many people who pretend to be the King in the world, but which one of them can make the Blood Fiend Dragon Elephant submit to him?"
Huang Yuan's words really poked at the worry in the hearts of all the Chi Xiao people present.
The reason why they were so alarmed today was because of the Blood Fiend Dragon Elephant's reverence.
As Chi Xiao people, they knew very well that in the world, only the King Chixiao could make the Blood Fiend Dragon Elephant submit to him.
Those who pretended to be the King in the world may be more powerful than the other, but to make the Blood Fiend Dragon Elephant submit to him in reverence, until now, there was no one.
Now, there was one. How could they not be afraid?
"Perhaps only the King in the world can make the Blood Fiend Dragon Elephant submit to him in reverence, but it doesn't mean that he must be the King. As far as I know, as early as nine years ago, a Childe Chiyan appeared in the Northwest. He claimed to be the King's successor and had integrated with a wisp of the King's remnant consciousness. Rumor has it that the Blood Fiend Dragon Elephant also submitted to him in reverence."
"However, he had already died nine years ago. Now that another one has appeared, it might not be the Sovereign King himself. I think it must be the same as the Scarlet Flame Young Master who had coincidentally obtained some good fortune from the Sovereign King!"
Huang Yuan shook his head slightly and looked at Ma Hai and the others. His expression was full of disappointment. He said, "Ma Hai, Ma Hai, why are you still so stubborn? If that person is really the King, with the King's character, he may spare your lives for the sake of the past. If he is not the King and is only acting on behalf of the King, how can you plead for mercy?"
"How do you know that his existence is acting on behalf of the King?"
Ma Hai's repeated questions made Huang Yuan suddenly laugh. He said, "That person first took away the Crimson Dragon Elephants of Tan Tong and the others. Now, he took away the Crimson Dragon Elephants of Shi Lingkai. He even asked you to go to the cemetery to die during the temple fair. If he is not the King and is not acting on behalf of the King, why would he do this?"
The people of Chi Xiao in the hall became more and more flustered. They thought carefully and felt that Senior Huang Yuan's words were not without reason.
There were many people in the world who claimed to be the King Chixiao. No one could tell whether they were real or fake.
Perhaps they all had their own motives.
As for what their motives were, no one knew.
But one thing was certain. Those who pretended to be the King did not do it for fame or fortune. If they did it for fame and fortune, there was no need to pretend to be the King.
At the same time, pretending to be the King would not make an enemy of the red-headed man, let alone Sengoku.
If they made an enemy of the red-headed man, what was the point of pretending to be the King?
If they made an enemy of Sengoku, it was even more meaningless to pretend to be the King, because the King himself was a sinner of the Immortal Dao.
At least.
Whether it was the self-proclaimed King of the Yan Luo Kingdom or the self-proclaimed Kings of the South Sea, they were all the same.
Each of them was powerful and resourceful. They were elusive and kept a very low profile. There had never been a self-proclaimed King like this King, who not only took away the Crimson Dragon Elephants of Chi Xiao in public, but also killed the Viscount of Sengoku.
Could it be that, as Senior Huang Yuan said, this person was either the King himself or acting on behalf of the King? Whether it was the former or the latter, it was not a good thing for the people of Chi Xiao in the hall.
Because even if he was acting on behalf of the King, that person's voice could shock thousands of people. With their strength, they were no match for him.
And if he was really the King, then Senior Huang Yuan's words would be true. They could only prepare for their deaths.
Just as their hearts were filled with apprehension and fear, a stern shout suddenly sounded out.
"Enough!"
The stern voice came from Zhou Taihe's second son, Zhou Wansheng. He pointed at Huang Yuan and scolded angrily, "I'm warning you, old fart. If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being impolite!"
The Zhou Clan had always disliked Huang Yuan and had never placed him in their eyes. However, due to Huang Yuan's extremely high prestige in the red deficit area and the fact that he was both Zhou Taihe's teacher and friend, all the Banner Masters and Hall Masters were personally promoted by him back then, even though they disliked him, they would not say anything.
But today.
Zhou Ting's life was taken away, and he was seriously injured. No one knew whether he was dead or alive. The Zhou family was furious. They did not expect Huang Yuan to be an alarmist here. This was unacceptable.
"Second Young Master, whether you are polite to I or not, I don't care."
"Old fart! I think you are looking for death! "
Zhou Wansheng was flustered and exasperated. He could not take it anymore and was about to attack, but he was stopped by Zhou Taihe's eldest son, Zhou Wanqian.
Zhou Wangan knew very well that although Huang Yuan's cultivation and strength were not the same as before, his prestige was still there. Only an old senior like Huang Yuan would be able to make so many people of Crimson Firmament swear loyalty to his father.
Huang Yuan could not be killed.
If he could, his father would not have let him live until now.
More importantly, most of the members of Crimson Firmament were personally promoted by Huang Yuan. They might not listen to Huang Yuan's advice, but if someone dared to touch Huang Yuan, they would definitely not stand idly by, even if it was the Zhou Clan.
That was indeed the case.
Just as Zhou Wansheng was about to make a move, more than half of the Crimson Firmament members stood up and protected Huang Yuan. They glared fiercely at Zhou Wansheng and the rest of the Crimson Firmament members and berated, "Second Young Master, what are you trying to do? Are you going to kill Elder Huang? "
"Second Young Master, you are becoming more and more impudent. Back then, Elder Huang not only taught your father, but also saved his life. As a junior, how can you be so rude to Elder Huang?"
Many Chi Xiao people stood up to protect Elder Huang and scolded Zhou Wansheng.
Zhou Wanqian quickly stood up and apologized, "Elder Huang, please don't lower yourself to Zhou Wansheng's level. Ting 'er's life and death are unknown. Zhou Wansheng was too angry to be respectful to you."
Elder Huang shook his head and sighed. He did not say anything.
"Everyone, there is no need to be so alarmed. He is just a fake King." Compared to the angry Zhou Wansheng, Zhou Taihe's eldest son, Zhou Wanqian, was much calmer. His words carried more weight than Zhou Wansheng's. He said, "Don't forget, we have the Third Prince of Sengoku behind us. With the Third Prince supporting us, who would dare to do anything to us?"
(End of Chapter)
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