When she saw Féquy and Gu Qingfeng, Liuyue had always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong. Just now, when she saw Féquy give up his seat for Gu Qingfeng and heard Féquy call him Young Master, Liuyue finally remembered why she felt that something was wrong.
Just last night, when she came to the Mountain River Branch, she heard something by chance.
It was said that there was another liar who pretended to be the King in the Yan Luo Kingdom.
And that liar who pretended to be the King had neither cultivation nor good fortune, but he could shake the minds of everyone present with a shout. Not only did he cripple the cultivation of Sengoku's son, Peng Jia, he also played with the Great Sunlight Dharma in front of everyone, despising the dignity of Sengoku.
As for who this liar was.
No one knew. No one knew.
They only knew that the Lord Black Buddha's subordinate, Féquy, called him Young Master.
At this moment.
Liu Yue stared at Gu Qingfeng who was sitting on the chair. He was very sure that Gu Qingfeng did not have any cultivation, nor did he have any good fortune. Coupled with the way Fei Kui addressed him as Young Master, he was almost certain that the rumored swindler who had crippled Peng Jia of the Celestial Dynasty in the Exquisite Mountain Villa was definitely this person in front of him.
It was just that her words made old man Feng Xu and the others puzzled. They didn't know what she meant and who was the liar who pretended to be the King.
Liuyue knew that the incident at the Linglong Villa happened yesterday, and old man Feng Xu had been discussing the Mingyu Branch's matters yesterday. Naturally, he didn't know the rumors outside. She immediately told them about the incident at the Linglong Villa.
After hearing that there was a liar who pretended to be the King and crippled the Sengoku's son in the Linglong Villa, more than a hundred people present were shocked and in an uproar. Even old man Feng Xu and the other Chi Xiao people were no exception.
Crippling the cultivation of the Sengoku's son?
Playing with the Great Sunlight Dharma?
Openly despising the dignity of Sengoku?
This kind of thing was definitely a sensational thing in the modern era.
Because no one dared to do so, unless they were really tired of living.
What puzzled Old Man Feng Xu even more was how a man who had neither a cultivation base nor fortune, and whose fleshly body was extremely weak was able to cripple the cultivation base of a Viscount of the Immortal Dynasty with a single kick? How did he make out that person's son, who was said to be a Dixian, and Lin's, who was not inferior to Liuyue whether it was cultivation or strength or or and was not inferior to a Dixian, and Lin, who was not inferior to Liuyue was also paralyzed on the ground was on the ground was paralyzed on the ground was paralyzed on the ground was was paralyzed on the ground was.
Was this possible?
No!
Absolutely Absolutely not!
At least, old man Feng Xu and a group of experienced and knowledgeable old Chi Xiao people felt that it was impossible. They felt that it was impossible. In fact, Liuyue also felt that it was impossible. She did not know about the others, but she knew Lin's strength very well. She was definitely not an ordinary person, and it was impossible for her mind to be so easily shattered by someone's shout.
But others were saying so, and the rumors were very exaggerated.
She also did not know whether it was true or false.
"Are you the liar who pretended to be the King at the Exquisite Villa yesterday?"
Liuyue stared deeply at Gu Qingfeng, and asked in a serious voice.
In the main hall.
Gu Qingfeng, who was sitting on the chair, nodded and said, "Yes, it's me."
Hearing Gu Qingfeng's personal confirmation, Liuyue could not help but secretly take a deep breath. Even so, she still did not believe that the power of this person's shout was so terrifying. She once again tried to send out her divine sense to investigate, and was very sure that this person really did not have cultivation, nor good fortune, and his physical body was really very weak.
"It's just that... I'm not a liar."
Gu Qingfeng's tone was very flat, flat without any emotion, but when his words reached the ears of others, it made them want to laugh.
Not a liar?
Nonsense!
In this world, all the liars who pretended to be the King said that they were not liars, but until now, which one of them was true?
"Of course, even if I say that I am Gu Tianlang now, I'm afraid none of you will believe me."
Gu Qingfeng's voice sounded again, and in the eyes of everyone, it was also nonsense.
Because indeed, no one would believe him.
It was fine if the others had not seen King Chixiao before.
But now, there were more than ten Chi Xiao people who had followed King Chixiao to conquer the world in the past sitting in the main hall. Among them, there was also Old Man Feng Xu, the Banner Master of the Gold Glory Banner. If it was the real King Chixiao, they might not dare to claim that they could recognize him, but if it was a fake, they could more or less distinguish him.
The real King Chixiao, how proud and arrogant was he, and how domineering was he?
Even if he did not have cultivation, nor good fortune, just sitting there, he was definitely an indomitable existence. In front of his world-destroying aura, no one dared to stand, no one dared to raise their heads, and no one dared to speak. One look from him was enough to turn immortals and demons into ashes, and one word from him was enough to make this world tremble.
Now he called himself King Chixiao?
With his extremely weak and frail appearance? He did not even have the slightest bit of vitality, as if the sun was setting in the west, and the sun was setting at dusk, like an old man in his twilight years.
Leaning sideways, crossing one leg over the other? He looked sloppy and lazy.
Imposing manner?
Did he have it?
He did not even have the temperament!
In his eyes, not to mention domineering, there was not even the slightest bit of arrogance.
How could such a person be King Chixiao!
In their minds, the King was the King. Even if he had reincarnated, even if he had lost all his cultivation, even if he had become a cripple, he would still be the indomitable King. Perhaps his appearance would change, but the arrogant and domineering aura of the King would never disappear.
But this guy did not have any of that.
Not to mention the few people in the South Sea who called themselves King Chixiao, even the King of the Yan Luo Kingdom looked more like a King than this guy.
If it was a few years ago, when they saw someone pretending to be the King, Old Master Feng Xu and the others would definitely be furious and kill him.
But after so many years, they had long become numb to these liars who pretended to be the King.
Moreover, they also wanted to know why a liar who pretended to be the King, first in a special place like the Exquisite Villa, after crippling the Viscount of Sengoku, and then running to the Mountain River Branch. What was his purpose?
Féquy stood obediently at the side, holding a wine pot and pouring wine. Gu Qingfeng leaned against the left armrest and sat casually with his legs crossed. He looked at Feng Xu on the high seat and said indifferently, "It's not a big deal. When I was chatting with Féquy, I heard that you were injured, so I wanted to come and take a look. Seeing that you are fine for the time being, I am relieved."
These words were said casually, and there was nothing wrong with it. But thinking about it carefully, it could be said that his tone was not small.
He heard that the Old Master was injured?
So he came to take a look?
What did he mean?
Did he really think that he was the King Chixiao?
Old Master Feng Xu and the other Chi Xiao people looked at each other, and there was a strange color in their eyes. Ever since the King disappeared, in the past three hundred years, they did not know how many liars they had seen who pretended to be the King, but those liars, without exception, all imitated the King's tone, and would also put on the airs of the King. It was really the first time they had seen someone like this who was chatting casually at the beginning of the meeting, and they also felt that it was strange.
Gu Qingfeng did not explain anything, nor did he prove his identity, nor did he expect these people to believe him. He just picked up a cup of wine, took a sip, and continued, "I have heard some things about Zhou Taihe, but I don't know whether it is true or not. Now, I can't find any traces of Zhou Taihe. I heard that the people from the Mingyu Branch are coming back today, so I wanted to come and take a look. I also wanted to see which of the Chi Xiao brothers from back then have grown up."
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