“Right, wouldn’t it be so unpleasant to talk like this?”

Jiang Feng cupped his fists in front of his chest and his right hand held his chin for a moment before saying, “I don’t lack anything, so I don’t want to make any conditions.”

If you insist on having it, I only hope that you can reverse the case for those people who have been wrongly accused of the Wen Clan and return their innocence. ”

“Are you someone sent by Wen Xiuzheng?” Long Qingtian narrowed his eyes slightly. Even though his cultivation had been completely destroyed, there was still an overflowing killing intent.

Jiang Feng shook his head, “I’m not sent by the old Wen Pavilion. I just don’t like you people who turn black and white upside down and bully others.”

“Do you think you can blackmail me with just the poem that His Highness reads?

I will kill you now, and then I will kill whoever dares to reveal that poem within the scope of the Heavenly Dynasty. “I don’t believe that my Long family will kill people who know more than this poem.”

Long Qingtian was indeed worthy of being called the pavilion elder of the current dynasty, a first-grade great scholar.

Even if the situation had reached this level, he had never thought of admitting defeat to Jiang Feng.

Obviously, Long Qingtian had thought very clearly that he absolutely could not accept such a thing. Because once he admitted defeat, he would face endless threats.

As soon as Long Qingtian finished speaking, Zhou Yuliang, Long You, the Long Clan Secret Guard, and the others locked onto Jiang Feng with their Qi.

At this moment, as long as Jiang Feng revealed a flaw, there would be endless attacks waiting for him.

At this moment, Tan Mengfei secretly pulled Jiang Feng’s sleeve. She whispered to Jiang Feng, “I’ll try my best to stop them in a moment. Think of a way to run first.”

“I am at least a member of the Shangqing Literary Academy. They will not dare to do anything to me.”

“Don’t be so cowardly. Isn’t it just a few shrimps? I’ll kill one, I’ll kill two, I’ll kill a pair.”

Jiang Feng’s words were very loud. Basically, everyone present heard his words.

Long Qingtian snorted coldly and waved his hand, “This kid surnamed Jiang left him alive. The rest of the girl will be killed without a doubt!”

As soon as Long Qingtian finished speaking, Long You and the others immediately attacked at the same time.

But at this moment, Long You and the others heard a cold shout, “Impudent!”

This cold shout was like a thunderous explosion to Long You and the others. Other than Jiang Feng and Tan Mengfei, everyone present spat out a mouthful of blood.

The group of people in the Dragon’s Mansion who had just drawn their swords and were aggressively threatening had pale faces at this moment. They fell to the ground and were powerless to stand up again.

The people from the Dragon Palace still hadn’t figured out what had happened, but Long Qingtian, who had been injured, shouted out in a trembling voice.

“The sound is like thunder. This is Senior Half-Sage’s attack.”

“Half-Sage?”

Zhou Yuliang, Qi Jian, Long You, and the others were all so frightened that their eyes widened. Long You gritted her teeth and stood up from the ground with all her might.

He clasped his fists weakly and said to his surroundings, “I wonder which Half-Saint Senior is the current master of the Long Clan, Long You. I hope you can show yourself.”

“If this old man shows up, I’m afraid you’ll be very disappointed, right?”

Along with an aged voice, Wen Xiuzheng walked in from outside the entrance of the Dragon Mansion.

When Long Qingtian and the others saw that the person was actually Wen Xiuzheng, they could no longer describe how wonderful the expression on their faces was.

Long Qingtian was originally injured, but now that he saw the Half-Saint who had just attacked Wen Xiuzheng, he spat out another mouthful of blood, “Impossible, this is impossible!”

Long Qingtian fell back to the ground after the last shout. His eyes were tightly closed, and he didn’t know if he was alive or dead.

Wen Xiuzheng glanced at Zhou Yuliang, Jiang Longji, and the others. He said indifferently, “Tonight, I hope to see Liangzhi safely return to the Wen Clan for dinner. Otherwise …”

As Wen Xiuzheng spoke, an enormous golden sword suddenly descended from the sky.

Rumble!

The treasured sword landed on the main courtyard of the Central Court of the Wen Manor. A loud explosion caused the world to lose its voice, and the earth trembled as if an earthquake had occurred.

The main courtyard of the Wen Clan was directly smashed to pieces by this golden sword, leaving behind only a huge pit on the ground.

The remaining houses of the Dragon Palace were also shattered by the aftermath of the golden sword. A moment ago, the magnificent Dragon Palace was reduced to ruins by Wen Xiuzheng’s attack.

Perhaps this was the real way to see him get up a tall building and see if it collapsed.

After Wen Xiuzheng finished his attack, he looked at Zhou Yuliang and asked, “Governor Zhou, I don’t know if I can fulfill my request. Do you think I can fulfill it?”

“But, but, but …”

When Zhou Yuliang saw Wen Xiuzheng call out his name, he hurriedly nodded his head, “The Saint Sovereign has already spoken. I dare not disobey. Please rest assured, Saint Sovereign. After respectfully sending off the Saint Sovereign, I will immediately release him.”

“Very good.” Wen Xiuzheng nodded lightly. He looked at Jiang Feng with a kind smile and said kindly, “Let’s go.”

Jiang Feng nodded, then followed Wen Xiuzheng and left.

After taking Jiang Feng and Tan Mengfei out of the Dragon Palace, Wen Xiuzheng got into a carriage. As the carriage headed towards the Wen Palace, Wen Xiuzheng asked Jiang Feng, “Feng’er, what are your plans next?”

“I plan to go back to Qingyuan Mansion today, and then practice martial arts and study hard, strive to join the army or enter politics as soon as possible, serve the country, serve the people.”

“Can’t you talk normally?” Tan Mengfei said angrily.

Jiang Feng was stunned, his face full of innocence, “I’ve always been normal.”

Tan Mengfei looked at Jiang Feng and hesitated, even though she hadn’t known Jiang Feng for a long time. However, Tan Mengfei still clearly understood that Jiang Feng’s skin thickness had exceeded her imagination and cognition.

There were only two ways to fight Jiang Feng. First, he was enraged to death by Jiang Feng, and second, he was so enraged that he killed Jiang Feng.

Seeing that Tan Mengfei and Jiang Feng were about to quarrel, Wen Xiuzheng hurriedly interrupted them, “Feng’er, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Our master and disciple have finally reunited. Can’t you accompany our master?”

‘”Don’t worry, Master. You are already a Half-Saint now. You are extraordinary and immortal. We have plenty of opportunities to meet. As long as I finish dealing with this matter, I will accompany you every day.”

“Old Master, Jiang Feng is your disciple?” Tan Mengfei looked at Jiang Feng in shock, then asked Wen Xiuzheng with a confirming gaze.

Wen Xiuzheng smiled and nodded, “That’s right, Jiang Feng joined my sect in the year of the dance spoon. He is my only indoor disciple.”

“Is he your only indoor disciple?” Tan Mengfei felt that her three views had been overturned.

In the eyes of the Celestial Dynasty’s literary cultivators, Wen Xiuzheng was a great scholar of the first rank with high moral standards. As for Jiang Feng, when Tan Mengfei thought of him, she subconsciously thought of such words as despicable, shameless, thick-skinned, and annoying.

At this moment, Jiang Feng was shamelessly winking at Tan Mengfei, “How is it? Do you think I am not only handsome, talented, high-level, good-character, but also modest?”

That’s right. Look, my master is a dignified Half-Sage. Am I showing off? Am I proud? Am I swollen? ”

Tan Mengfei rolled her eyes at Jiang Feng and ignored him.

At this moment, Wen Xiuzheng asked Tan Mengfei, “Mengfei, you and Liangzhi dissolved the engagement earlier. Now that the matter of Liangzhi has been settled, do you think the engagement between our two families is …”

“No!”

Tan Mengfei subconsciously shouted. After she finished shouting, she immediately sensed that she had lost her composure.

Tan Mengfei nervously stroked her hair. She lowered her head and whispered, “The engagement is hard to explain. It’s settled. I’ll go back and discuss it with my parents. Please forgive me, Elder Wen Ge.”

As soon as Tan Mengfei said those words, Wen Xiuzheng immediately understood that Tan Mengfei was tactfully rejecting him.

When Ming heard that he had called him “Old Master” before, he had already changed his name to “Elder Wen Ge”.

Wen Xiuzheng nodded and stopped talking about it.

For a moment, no one spoke in the carriage, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze.

Tan Mengfei lowered her head, neither daring to look at Wen Xiuzheng nor Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng looked at Tan Mengfei and didn’t understand what Tan Mengfei was thinking.

As for Tan Mengfei herself, she was actually very flustered. When she discovered that Wen Xiuzheng was about to reengage her to Wen Liangzhi, she subconsciously thought of Jiang Feng, who was standing on the high platform in the middle of the banquet and proudly chanting, “There is justice in heaven and earth.”

Tan Mengfei didn’t understand why she suddenly thought of Jiang Feng, but the more she didn’t understand, the more anxious and nervous she became.

Due to Jiang Feng’s persistent decision to leave, Wen Xiuzheng specially prepared two lightning colts for Jiang Feng and Tan Mengfei before sending them out of Huailong Manor.

Before leaving, Wen Xiuzheng handed a jade slip to Jiang Feng. He told Jiang Feng that this jade slip contained a strand of his divine sense.

If he encountered a critical situation, Jiang Feng could directly crush the jade slip, and then the divine sense in the jade slip could protect him for a moment and a half. At the same time, Wen Xiuzheng could sense Jiang Feng’s location and would come to rescue him as quickly as possible.

Jiang Feng carefully put away the jade slip that Wen Xiuzheng had given him and got on his horse to leave. However, Jiang Feng was unclear. As soon as his front foot left, a group of black-clothed men appeared in front of Wen Xiuzheng.

The leader of the black-clothed men said to Wen Xiuzheng, “Congratulations to Elder Wen Ge for advancing to the Half-Saint realm.”

‘”You are” Wen Xiuzheng frowned in confusion.

The black-clothed man took out an invitation from his embrace and handed it to Wen Xiuzheng. After Wen Xiuzheng took the invitation, he opened it and took a look. His expression changed drastically.

Wen Xiuzheng looked at the man in black and asked, “If I go with you, what about my family? Who will guard their safety?”

“Don’t worry, Elder Wen Ge. Your family will naturally receive the best protection. No matter who it is, the entire Heavenly Dynasty will definitely not be able to harm them.”

After listening to the man in black, Wen Xiuzheng let out a long sigh. “Well, let me think about it. I’ll give you an answer in ten days.”

“Wen Pavilion, please make your decision as early as possible. After all, the situation does not wait for anyone.”