Night enveloped the entire Tianfeng sea area.
However, under this darkness, the atmosphere of the entire Tianfeng sea area was extremely noisy, and the various forces were not calm.
The mysterious young man had arrived at the Hundred Sect Competition, killed several people, and suppressed the Hundred Sect Competition by himself …
He had forced the supreme elders of the three sects to descend and even killed the Martial Saint of the Spirit Ruins Paradise, the Spirit Ruins Patriarch!
When the news was spread by the people of the Hundred Sects, it was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, causing an earth-shattering earthquake in the entire Tianfeng sea area.
Who was the Spirit Ruins Patriarch? He was an almighty from one of the four superpowers of the East Sea of the Tianfeng sea area!
However, he had actually been killed?
How could this not shock the various forces and powerhouses? They could not even believe this fact.
It could be said that the Tianfeng sea area had never been in such turmoil in the past thousand years!
At that moment, all the forces in the entire Tianfeng sea area mobilized their resources in an attempt to find out about Ye Chen's past.
After finding out about Ye Chen's relationship with the King Mu Fort, countless forces rushed to the King Mu Fort with great gifts …
In the imperial city of the Great Li Dynasty.
In the quiet and luxurious study room, the fragrance of sandalwood lingered, making one feel relaxed and happy.
Beside a desk, a dignified figure was quietly reading the memorial in his hand.
The Great Li Emperor, Shang Wudao, was an overlord who controlled the four superpowers.
The flickering candlelight illuminated Shang Wudao's face, making it hard to tell whether it was dark or dark. There was a faint trace of terrifying majesty exuding from within.
"He Zhiming, that old thing, is actually dead …"
The former slowly closed the memorial and narrowed his eyes, "The white-haired young man killed a Martial King with a flick of his finger. In the end, he even executed a heaven-defying divinity …"
He stood up and slowly walked to the window. He stood with his hands behind his back and raised his head to look at the lights outside. His eyes flickered, "King Mu Fort, King Mu, you've played a good move for me …"
"Your Majesty!"
At this moment, the silence of the study room was suddenly broken by the sharp sound of a door being broken.
Then, a black shadow appeared in front of the former like a ghost and knelt down on one knee, "Your Majesty, bad news!"
"I already know!"
Shang Wudao's expression was calm as he looked straight at the latter, "What's the reaction from the Grand Preceptor?"
"The Grand Tutor said that the Dali Dynasty should draw this person to our side, and that we must not offend him …" The man wanted to say something but stopped.
"Even the Grand Preceptor, who's so upright, has given in?"
Shang Wudao squinted his eyes in surprise. "Tell me something I don't know."
"Tonight, our Tianfeng Sea Area is in an uproar. Various forces are heading to Tianfeng City. Even the Sea Clan has sent their emissaries …"
At this point, the man paused for a moment, as if it was difficult for him to speak. "Including the First Prince, the Second Prince, and the Third Prince …"
"Those three unfilial sons can't stand it anymore?"
Shang Wudao laughed heartily as if he was not surprised at all. "You are indeed my good son …"
"Your Majesty, how should we deal with the King Mu Fort now?" The man said intermittently.
"Pass down my order. Confer the title of King Mu to King Mu and have the right to establish a nation. At the same time, announce to the public that in three days, I will hold an emperor's birthday and invite all the heroes in the world to gather in the capital!"
As soon as these words came out!
The man jerked his head up in disbelief.
The right to establish a nation!
…
It was night, Tianfeng City, King Mu Fort.
In a quiet room.
Ye Chen lay quietly on the bed. His breathing was even and strong as if he had fallen asleep. However, his face was a little pale.
Mengmeng lay on the side of the bed, sleeping soundly on the former's arm. Occasionally, she would even talk in her sleep.
At this moment, a soft knock on the door came from outside. One could vaguely see a beautiful figure reflected on the window.
Whoosh …
The little girl who was sleeping soundly woke up and looked outside the door vigilantly. Her little face seemed to be a little nervous.
A gentle voice slowly came from outside, "Mengmeng, can I come in?"
"You're not allowed to enter!"
The hostility in the little girl's eyes increased greatly. She ran over and held the door tightly, "You're bad people. Daddy was injured because he saved you."
The person outside fell silent for a while before saying, "Mengmeng, your daddy is injured. Uncle Shi specially brewed some medicine for me to send over. He can only recover after drinking the medicine …"
Hearing this, the little girl hesitated for a moment before tiptoeing to open the door, revealing a slightly haggard and exquisite face.
It was Mu Caiwei.
Mu Caiwei was holding a bowl of soup in her hand. She glanced at Ye Chen who was on the bed by instinct and said to the little girl with a smile, "Can I come in, sister?"
The little girl rolled her eyes at her and did not say anything. Instead, she turned around and walked to the window, grabbing Ye Chen's hand tightly.
Mu Caiwei felt a sharp pain in her heart when she saw that. It was as if she was being pricked by a needle.
Ye Chen fainted on the way back to the city after killing the Patriarch of Spirit Ruins. The group brought him back to the King Mu Fort.
However, Mengmeng had been guarding her father the entire time. She rejected everyone in the King Mu Fort and refused to let them get close to her father.
The only reason the little girl had a good impression of him was because of Shi Qianhan. After all, the two of them had met before.
How could Mu Caiwei not know about the little girl's hostility? However, she did not mind. Instead, she walked to the bed and looked at the unconscious Ye Chen.
She said with a gentle smile, "Mengmeng, can you help me lift your father's head? I'm going to feed him medicine … "
The little girl hesitated for a moment before doing as she was told. She lifted Ye Chen's head gently.
Mu Caiwei was relieved. She scooped up the soup with a spoon and fed it to Ye Chen calmly.
Occasionally, the soup would flow out of the corner of his mouth. She would wipe it clean with a handkerchief. The entire process was meticulous.
The hostility in the little girl's eyes gradually dissipated after witnessing everything. However, tears suddenly flowed out of the corner of her eyes.
"W-Why are you crying?"
Mu Caiwei suddenly became nervous when she saw that, "Did I do something wrong? Tell me. I'll apologize to you, okay?"
As she spoke, she reached out to wipe her tears.
"I don't want you to care!"
The little girl slapped her hand away. She could not stop her tears, "If … if daddy dies, I … don't want to live anymore …"
"Buzz …"
Mu Caiwei's mind buzzed. She stared blankly at the six-year-old girl in front of her, and her heart that had just calmed down ached again.
A stream of tears slowly flowed down from the corner of her eyes. She put down the bowl in her hand and covered her mouth with her hand. She choked and said, "Your daddy won't die. Uncle Shi said that your daddy is just overly exhausted. He'll be fine after some rest …"
As soon as she finished speaking, the little girl, who was grabbing Ye Chen's right hand tightly, suddenly felt the latter's hand move.
At the next moment!
She saw Ye Chen wake up from his sleep.
"Daddy …"
The little girl could not be bothered to wipe her tears. She threw herself into Ye Chen's embrace immediately. Her tears were like pearls with a broken necklace.
(End of this chapter)
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