Chapter 484
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Yi Feng nodded and handed all the scrolls to Bai Long.
"Dong Fang Zhengpai, I told you before that I would like to borrow your palace for a while. Do you remember?" Yan Chuan asked with a smile.
"Of course, you can do whatever you want!" Dong Fang Zhengpai nodded.
"Since that's the case, I will prepare to go into seclusion!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.
"Seclusion? What about the group of scholars? "Dong Fang Zhengpai asked in surprise.
"Don't worry. Yi Feng is here to help me!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.
"Him? Him? "Dong Fang Zhengpai looked at Yi Feng in surprise.
Yan Chuan nodded. Yi Feng smiled and nodded at Dong Fang Zhengpai.
Dong Fang Zhengpai was speechless.
"Alright!" Dong Fang Zhengpai nodded speechlessly.
After saying that, Yan Chuan walked back into the palace with Meow following behind him.
"Bang!" The door of the palace slammed shut.
Everyone looked at Yan Chuan and was speechless for a long time.
"Senior brother, is Yan Chuan really going to be a coward?" Chen Ping asked in surprise.
"I don't know!" Wang Long frowned.
"Eh, the two of them are coming. They are carrying a hundred scrolls and that signboard!" Chen Ping said in surprise.
Liu Zilu squinted his eyes and looked at Yi Feng and Bai Long flying over.
Dongfang Zhengpai took a look and stood guard outside Dongfang Hall, spontaneously protecting Yan Chuan.
In the East Palace.
"Meow, put the books in the palace away. Don't break them!" Yan Chuan said to Meow.
"Meow!"
Meow's felt hat produced a strong suction force and sucked a large number of books into it.
"Meow, big hooligan, why are you going into seclusion? Are you going to break through again? "Meow asked in confusion.
"No, I want to nourish my spirit and climb to the peak! Next, there might be a fierce battle! "Yan Chuan said with a faint smile.
"Fierce battle? Meow! Who is it? "
"Bai Ditian!" Yan Chuan said in a low voice.
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Yong Hall.
On the high platform.
Bai Long and Yi Feng slowly landed on the high platform.
Looking at the board in Bai Long's hand that read 'Fishing for Fame', the group of Confucian scholars immediately frowned.
At this moment, the nearly ten thousand Confucian cultivators who had been invited held their breaths as they watched the people on the high platform.
"Who are you? Why didn't Yan Chuan come over? "Chen Ping shouted.
Yi Feng smiled.
"My king wants to defeat Sima Yuntian, how can he waste time on people like you!" Yi Feng said indifferently.
"What?" Chen Ping's eyes widened.
"I mean, you don't have the qualifications for my king to attend your literary gathering!" Yi Feng shook his head.
At this moment, it was not that Yi Feng did not know how to be humble, but that he could not be humble. At this moment, he was representing Yan Chuan and the country that was about to rise. How could a country lower its head?
"Yan Chuan is afraid! Haha! "Chen Ping laughed disdainfully.
Shaking his head, Yi Feng said, "My king disdains to make a move, but I am enough!"
"You? Hahaha! "Chen Ping laughed.
A large number of Confucian cultivators laughed. Yi Feng's cultivation was only in the Essence Realm. How could he fight against a group of Confucians alone?
"Everyone, why are you laughing?" Yi Feng was not angry and said indifferently.
"At your age …!" Chen Ping was about to scold him.
However, he could not continue. It seemed that Yan Chuan was younger.
Yi Feng smiled and said, "I am Yi Feng. This time, I am here to deliver a board for my king. I hope that everyone will not refuse!"
As he spoke, Bai Long handed over the 'Fishing for Fame' board again!
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