Compromise?
What happened in the Myriad Star Tower tonight was out of everyone's expectations. Once the news spread, the entire Saint Star City was in an uproar. Although it was already late at night, there were still endless discussions.
At the same time, various rumors about Chu Xingyun spread like wildfire. Almost all of them were ridicule and disdain. They felt that it wouldn't be long before he retreated from the Eighteen Ancient Cities and no longer dared to take over the authority of the Eighteen Ancient Cities.
At this moment, the Myriad Star Tower was still brightly lit. Figures were reflected in it. They were either laughing or talking loudly, causing the night to be unable to return to its calm state.
"The Elder Assembly has just been established, and Luo Yun has already suffered such a heavy setback. What a satisfying thing!"
"Just as the four Patriarchs have said, Luo Yun is just a child who had a fortuitous encounter. How could he be our opponent? Today's matter is the best proof!"
"Of course, if it weren't for the four Patriarchs' unfathomable methods, we wouldn't have been able to vent our hatred. Let us raise our cups and toast to the four Patriarchs."
Laughter rang out one after another as cups of wine were poured into their stomachs. The scene in the Myriad Star Tower was extremely extravagant. The four Patriarchs sat on high seats with wine cups in their hands. Complacent smiles hung on the corners of their mouths. They appeared to be unperturbed.
As for Guo Yi's death, they didn't take it to heart. The former's value had been fully demonstrated. There wasn't much difference whether he was dead or alive.
"Reporting to Patriarch, this subordinate has something important to report!" At this moment, a middle-aged man walked in. His words instantly interrupted everyone's laughter, causing him to frown slightly.
"Speak, what's the matter?" Duan Chun was in a good mood and didn't pay too much attention to it. The other three Patriarchs also put down their cups and looked over to listen quietly.
"Just now, Luo Yun announced that the second sermon will be held in the center of the Saint Star City tomorrow. Regardless of status or strength, everyone can attend," the middle-aged man lowered his head and said clearly.
The second sermon?
When the crowd heard this, they were first stunned. Then, a deafening laughter rang out, as if it was going to pierce through the roof of the Wanxing Building, reverberating in the night sky.
"During his first sermon, Luo Yun fooled a bunch of kids and attracted the ridicule and ridicule of countless people. Tonight, his reputation has fallen to rock bottom, so he should have retreated and ceased all activity. However, he wants to hold a second sermon. Do you all think that there is something wrong with his mind?" Ou Zhongkui also laughed and said what everyone was thinking.
If the first lecture was such a failure, what was the point of a second lecture?
Moreover, Chu Xingyun was now being ridiculed by countless people. Even if he spoke eloquently, no one would listen to him, let alone support him. Everything was just a waste of effort.
"This Luo Yun is truly foolish. We have overestimated him." Duan Chun sighed and shook his head with a smile. "He thought that by holding a second sermon, he could save some face. Little did he know that this would only make him more embarrassed."
"However, this is also a good thing for us. Why not?" Mo Wuwei added. The four of them looked at each other and laughed complacently, revealing a strong sense of ridicule.
Seeing the four family heads like this, the middle-aged man also laughed. Then, he changed the topic and said in a low voice, "In addition to the lecture, Liu Mengyan also sent a secret letter and asked me to personally hand it to all of you."
As he spoke, he flipped his right hand and took out a pitch-black scroll. He respectfully handed it to the four family heads.
The scroll was very ordinary and did not have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy. This caused the four family heads to be puzzled. They looked at each other and appeared to be somewhat cautious.
The four of them pondered for a moment and opened the scroll at the same time.
When they saw the contents of the scroll, they were first stunned, then surprised, and finally burst into complacent laughter at the same time. Their laughter was like thunder, shaking the entire hall. It also made the surrounding family members even more puzzled, and one after another, cast curious gazes at them.
"Patriarchs of the four Patriarchs, what is the mystery of this scroll?" Finally, someone asked.
Only then did the four of them stop laughing, but the smiles on their faces were still thick.
Duan Chun cleared his throat and said word by word, "The contents of the scroll are very simple. That Liu Mengyan wants to invite the higher-ups of the various families to discuss the division of power between the Eighteen Ancient Cities and the Eighteen Dynasties. As for the location, it will be at the Wind Willow Residence."
Hearing Duan Chun's words, the confusion on the crowd's faces became even thicker.
After all, Chu Xingyun had already given the order for the five families to live in seclusion. They had to hand over their authority and were not allowed to interfere with the affairs of the Eighteen Ancient Cities.
However, not long after, Liu Mengyan invited the higher-ups of the various families to discuss the division of power between the Eighteen Ancient Cities and the Eighteen Dynasties. This was very strange and had a strong sense of contradiction.
Duan Chun saw through the confusion of the crowd and said loudly, "The appearance of this scroll clearly shows that the chaos of the Eighteen Ancient Cities and today's matter have shown Liu Mengyan the strong cohesion of the various families. She knows that Luo Yun is unable to disintegrate the various families, let alone take control of the Eighteen Ancient Cities. Therefore, as his mother, she made this decision to compromise with us and help Luo Yun resolve the awkward situation."
"Discussing the division of power, in other words, discussing how to distribute power. This is the only thing Luo Yun can do. Otherwise, the chaos of the Eighteen Ancient Cities will become more and more serious. In the end, it will endanger the entire Wanjian Pavilion."
Mo Wuwei also expressed his opinion. He was very pleased with himself, and appeared very calm. That was because the four of them had already expected such an outcome. However, they didn't expect Chu Xing Yun to compromise so quickly.
After the explanation of the two, the people of the various families finally felt relieved. Their faces were filled with ecstasy. However, there were still some people who looked grave and serious.
"Discussing the division of power is a good thing, but it will take a lot of time to sort this out. Moreover, the location of the discussion is Wind Willow Residence. Will it be a trap?" Another person stood out and said worriedly.
"Even if it is a trap, what can Luo Yun do?"
Teng Ji's face was thin. His triangular eyes flashed and he gave off a sly feeling. He laughed and said, "The chaos of the Eighteen Ancient Cities has nothing to do with us. It was caused by the younger generation of those families. Guo Yi's ridicule also has nothing to do with us. Can he kill us because of this?"
"Moreover, if Luo Yun wanted to make a move, he wouldn't have asked Liu Mengyan to send out the secret letter. He would have just waved his hand and asked Wu Jingxue to lead three thousand Tranquil Sky Troops over. Why would he go through so much trouble?" Mo Wuwei laughed complacently. His hands that were holding the scroll were actually trembling.
In their opinion, the appearance of this secret letter was definitely not for killing. After all, everyone in the main hall was from the various families. They were all the higher-ups of their families and held real power in their hands.
Once they died, the families would definitely fall into chaos. Not to mention resisting the beast tide, the Eighteen Ancient Cities would have collapsed before the beast tide even arrived.
They had already arranged everything.
"If that's the case, this so-called discussion is actually a compromise?" That person was still a little worried, but the joy on his face was getting stronger. He couldn't believe it.
"Tonight, Luo Yun chose to swallow his anger in front of us. Now, other than continuing to compromise, does he have any other choice?"
Duan Chun asked. He slowly stretched out his hands and tidied his clothes. He raised his head and said arrogantly, "Tonight, we will gather the higher-ups of the various families and go to Wind Willow Residence. I don't believe that Luo Yun will dare to play any tricks!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of everyone present narrowed, and all of them surged with sharp intent. Since Chu Xingyun didn't dare to kill them, then why should they be afraid?
As for the families in the Eighteen Ancient Cities, they had already made arrangements and weren't afraid of any clues.
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