Chapter 468
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"Yes!"
"Zuo Qianqiu!" Bai Ditian said indifferently.
"Yes!"
"Go to Yan Chuan's hometown and collect all information on Yan Chuan. Go and come back quickly. This person is too evil!" Bai Ditian said in a low voice.
"Yes!"
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Julu City.
The entire city was talking about the God-Sealing Hall incident, and the one who suffered the most was Chen Ping.
In the past, he was high and mighty. When he returned to Julu City, his reputation as one of the seventy-two Confucian scholars suppressed the countless Confucian groups in Julu City.
However, today, he was completely humiliated. His glorious image was completely destroyed.
He sat in a large hall and looked at the sign in front of him that said, "Fishing for Fame." His eyes were bloodshot. There were a few times when he wanted to break the sign to vent the anger in his heart.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A large number of footsteps came from outside the hall.
Immediately, thirty-one white-robed Confucian cultivators walked in.
"Junior Brother, what happened?" The Confucian cultivators shouted as soon as they entered the hall.
"Senior Brothers, you have to seek justice for me. Today …!" Chen Ping was filled with grief and hatred.
When he told them what happened during the day, the Confucian cultivators were all furious.
"How dare a lowly person fight with Master for the God-Sealing Strategy?"
"Hmph, not only did he humiliate Junior Brother, but he also humiliated all of us. He even smeared Master's reputation!"
"Arrogant scoundrel!"
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The Confucian cultivators all shouted angrily.
However, some of the Confucian cultivators looked at Yan Chuan's sign.
"Fishing for Fame? Righteousness! "a Confucian cultivator said in a low voice.
"Senior Brother, this Yan Chuan seems to be quite capable!" another Confucian cultivator said.
"Senior Brother, we have to take revenge. Otherwise, our image will really be destroyed! How will Master convince the people when he opens the academy? "Chen Ping said worriedly.
"That's right. We can't just let it go!" The Confucian cultivators nodded.
"Senior Brother Wang Long, you are Master's forty-first disciple and our senior brother. We regard you as our leader. What do you think we should do?" Everyone looked at a white-haired old man and asked.
Wang Long thought for a moment and finally nodded. "That's right. We can't just let this go. We must suppress Yan Chuan's arrogance once again!"
"Senior Brother, I have an idea!" A Great Scholar suddenly said.
"Oh?"
"Before I came here, I did some research on Yan Chuan, and I did find some information. According to his father, Yan Tao, this Yan Chuan should be very young. Although his handwriting is good, so what? How could they compare to us? Let's hold a literary meeting and invite all the Confucian cultivators in Julu City to join us. We'll also invite Yan Chuan to join us! "The Great Confucian thought about it and said.
"That's right, that's right. At most, Yan Chuan knows some crooked ways. In the literary meeting, we'll talk about heroes based on literature. Once everyone writes, we'll definitely embarrass Yan Chuan!" Another Great Confucian said.
"Literary meeting? Alright, we'll hold a literary meeting! "Wang Long nodded.
"Also, bring a brush!" Wang Long said in a deep voice.
Chen Ping quickly handed over a brush.
Wang Long turned the signboard around and wrote on it solemnly.
"Invitation!"
As soon as he wrote these two words, a vast and righteous aura filled the hall.
"When the time comes, give this plaque to Yan Chuan and let him use it as an invitation to join our literary meeting!" Wang Long stroked his beard and sneered.
"Senior Brother is wise. How about this, if Yan Chuan doesn't want to come, it means that he admits that he's fishing for fame. If he's willing to come, we'll let him return with the plaque!" Chen Ping said excitedly.
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