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Chapter 650

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Qiao San sent him to the door apologetically.

Murong Chun turned and stared at him. "Qiao San, you have to persuade the Young Master."

Qiao San looked at the courtyard and sighed. "Elder Murong, how can I not persuade him? I don't want to see someone else take the position, but the Young Master's temper … sigh! "

"Qiao San, what are you talking about!" Chu Li's cold voice could be heard.

Qiao San was shocked. "Young Master, it's nothing, nothing!"

"Don't talk nonsense. I'll cut off your tongue if you say another word!" Chu Li scoffed.

Qiao San quickly replied, "Yes, yes, I won't say another word."

He smiled bitterly at Murong Chun.

Murong Chun closed fist saluted and left.

When he returned to the main hall, everyone stared behind him. When they saw no one, they shook their heads.

"What? You're an elder and you don't care? Looks like you don't have enough authority as an elder!" Zhuge Feng scoffed.

Murong Chun smiled bitterly. "Even your authority can't scare the Young Master, let alone me. Why don't you go and take a look? The Young Master has been wronged all these years. You should show some concern for him. After all, they are father and son. "

"I owed him in my previous life. If we're father and son, we're enemies! I'd rather not have such an evil creature. Alright, Murong, you don't have to persuade him anymore."

Murong Chun said, "The Young Master's martial arts are unparalleled. He's definitely not weaker than the Hill Master. Furthermore, he even escorted the disciples down the mountain. He's different from before. I think the Young Master can take over the position."

"Murong, what did he give you? Why are you speaking up for him?" Zhuge Feng squinted his eyes. "Take over the position? As long as he's worthy of being a disciple of Crouching Bull Mountain, I'll be thankful! "

Xia Liyan said, "Hill Master, Elder Murong's words come from the public interest. The Young Lord is indeed different from before. His martial arts are outstanding and he has deep feelings for the Crouching Bull Mountain. This time, when he escorted the disciples down the mountain, it is the best proof. Everyone knows how dangerous this task is."

"Just because of this, you say he's being fair? Zhuge Feng laughed coldly. "You guys are too lenient with him. Is it because he is my son and you want to please me?"

"Hill Master, as long as you meet the Young Lord, you'll naturally want him to take over the position. Let's go," Murong Chun said. "Seeing is believing. Why must you stubbornly refuse to meet him?"

"Hmph, I don't want to see his face!" Zhuge Feng said coldly.

Murong Chun sighed to himself. Sure enough, they had a bad temper. Even their words were the same. He smiled and said, "I think the hill master is biased and can't tolerate the young master. Why can't I even take a look at him? Is it because you can't let go of your pride? "

"… Alright, let's go take a look." Zhuge Feng scoffed. "I want to see if you are exaggerating!"

Murong Chun smiled. "Hill master, you'll understand when you see it!"

"Let's go," Zhuge Feng scoffed, then stood up and walked towards the main hall.

Everyone hurriedly followed.

When they arrived at Chu Li's courtyard, they saw Qiao San standing guard there. When he saw them approaching, he quickly went forward and greeted, "Greetings, Hill Master!"

Zhuge Feng sized him up and laughed coldly.

Qiao San lowered his head, not daring to breathe.

"Alright, Qiao San. I asked you to come here to monitor him and not let him get into trouble. You, on the other hand, not only did you not stop him, you even followed his heart. Tell me, how many sins have you committed! "Zhuge Feng laughed coldly.

Qiao San lowered his head and said, "Yes, please forgive me, Hill Master!"

Zhuge Feng said, "If this happens again, I will kill you!"

"Yes," Qiao San replied.

"Where is that bastard? He's not inside, right?" Zhuge Feng scoffed.

He sensed that there was no aura inside, no one was there.

Qiao San said helplessly, "The young master went out."

"Hmph, he's hiding from me, right? You don't want to see your father, do you?" Zhuge Feng said coldly.

Qiao San lowered his head in silence.

Zhuge Feng turned to look at Murong Chun and Xia Liyan. "You see now? It's not that I don't want to see him, it's that he doesn't want to see me! This time, don't blame me for not respecting the relationship between father and son! "

Murong Chun quickly said, "Elder Qiao, the young master was just here."

Qiao San said helplessly, "The young master said that when you return, Elder Murong, you will definitely persuade the hill master to come here. He can't afford to offend you, so he left first."

"Oh, you're quite smart to be able to predict Elder Murong's actions." Zhuge Feng said in a strange tone, "Unfortunately, this intelligence is not used on the right path. When you return, tell him not to come and see me for the rest of his life!"

"Hill Master …" Qiao San quickly said, "The young master is just being impulsive, he can't think straight …"

"If he can't think straight, why doesn't he just die himself! The sooner he dies, the less trouble there will be!" Zhuge Feng scoffed.

Qiao San lowered his head helplessly.

It was obvious that the hill master had been keeping an eye on the young master and knew what the young master had done. Qiao San had nothing to say.

Murong Chun also sighed. The young master had indeed done many evil things and deserved to die, but he could not die now. If he did, Crouching Bull Mountain would be finished!

As they were talking in front of the courtyard, three people suddenly walked over. It was Murong Liang, Zhou Hange, and Chu Dazhi.

Murong Liang's face was haggard and his breathing was weak. Compared to Zhou Hange and Chu Dazhi, they were worlds apart.

Murong Chun frowned and his face darkened. "Liang Er, go play somewhere else."

"Greetings, hill master." Murong Liang closed fist saluted.

Zhou Hange and Chu Dazhi closed fist saluted too.

Murong Chun's face darkened as he stared at Murong Liang.

Murong Liang did not look at him but stared at Zhuge Feng excitedly. "Hill master, you've come out of isolation. Crouching Bull Mountain is saved!"

Zhuge Feng smiled. "Hmm, you've finally come out. Hmm …? Little Liang, you're injured? "

"Yes." Murong Liang's expression darkened, but he smiled again. "It's nothing, just a small injury."

"It's not a small injury. Did you descend the mountain too?" Zhuge Feng shook his head and scoffed.

Murong Liang shook his head. "Hill master, I didn't get injured at the foot of the mountain."

Murong Chun said, "Hill master, he was taught a lesson by Young Master. He was rude and asked for it. However, Young Master did hit him too hard!"

Zhuge Feng frowned. "That bastard did it?"

"Young Master's martial arts are extraordinary. My martial arts were crippled by Young Master!" Murong Liang said.

"Crippled? That bastard dared to cripple your martial arts?!" Zhuge Feng shouted.

Murong Liang sighed. "Hill master, it was my fault. I was too talkative and provoked Young Master."

"Qiao San, find him immediately!" Zhuge Feng turned and stared at Qiao San coldly. "If you can't find him, don't come back!"

"… Yes, hill master." Qiao San nodded helplessly.

Zhuge Feng said, "Come back in an hour. If that bastard doesn't come back in an hour, I won't have him as my son!"

"Yes." Qiao San quickly replied and floated away.

Murong Liang closed fist saluted. "Hill master, Young Master actually made a mistake. It's okay if my martial arts are crippled. I'm still young and will catch up soon!"

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