Li Haona did not deny what he said. Huang Yifeng's expression became uncertain.
Binghun has a close relationship with the Li family. At the beginning, the position of patriarch of the Li family had been vacant for a long time, and it was he who could shoulder the family's responsibility. Under his management and governance, the country was leaderless and would not decline.
It is said that the three major families in the imperial capital have almost the same soul power. Excluding the ice soul, a magician-level soul power expert is enough to revitalize the family's various businesses, and the number of soul power experts will increase a lot. The Li family, possessing magician-level soul power, could not only easily surpass the two major families, but even threaten the capital of the Dahua Empire in terms of their sphere of influence. Hence, panic.
The last time the kings of the Dahua Empire changed, a strong man with soul power happened to appear. Therefore, the empire was extremely wary of the family's vigorous development.
"Now things are a bit troublesome!"
Huang Yifeng murmured to himself with a wry smile. His eyes turned to the garden again.
However, Huang Yifeng felt a little worried.
Even if Binghun can return to the Li family, the Huang family still has the Kunshan faction behind it because of Huang Ying. If there was a soul fight between families, it would be impossible for Bing Hun to offend the Huang family at will.
Family disputes are a battle of souls, weighing the soul power of both sides. This is a testimony of strength, and Li Haona understands it.
Li Haona looks proud on the surface, but what does he really want to do to the Huang family? He doesn't have that kind of soul power either.
"The soul-powerful person fighting the ice soul should be Murong Jie?"
Huang Yifeng muttered his words.
"Why--"
"That's right, except for his old man, there is no one with strong soul power in the capital of the Liar Empire who can fight the ice soul!"
Li Haona smiled and nodded.
"Ouch--"
"After a long time of fighting, you two can only compare soul power! It's a waste of time to worry about it."
Ye Duoduo looked at the two fighting souls. In that fierce scene, the souls were not injured or destroyed. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked a little helpless.
"Master Yanyan, do you also know Binghun?"
Huang Yifeng looked at Ye Duoduo in surprise and couldn't help asking.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"The ice soul can return to the clan, all thanks to Young Master Yan Yan. Therefore, Young Master Yan Yan is the great benefactor of the Li family!"
Li Haona laughed for a moment and explained the relationship between Ye Duoduo and the Li family thoroughly in his words.
"ah--"
Huang Yifeng's expression changed. Smiling in agreement. Looking at Ye Duoduo, I felt more and more mysterious about this young man in black. Magician-level soul power experts were dating him. It can be seen that although he is young, he has extensive communication.
While the three of them were talking, the garden spirit fight was about to end. Soul Fighting Maniac Meng Long and other magicians, like monkeys, jumped onto the big tree, looked at Ye Duoduo and the three of them with envy, and then swept their sights into the garden.
"Hi--"
"That wisp of soul energy is so strong, it seems to be my great grandfather!"
The royal princess Murong Chan looked at the golden light with a stunned expression, frowning her eyebrows.
"Who is the other ray of soul energy? I know all the magician-level soul power experts in the Imperial Capital. Only Master Hanshuang has this level?"
Meng Long, the soul-fighting maniac, frowned for a moment.
"Isn't that your master?"
"Then who is it?"
The magicians looked at each other, confused.
I have never seen a soul power expert of this level.
"boom--"
In the garden, two rays of light collided for a moment. The soul fight was head-on, and it was obvious that he still suffered no loss. He stepped back a distance and then stopped.
"well--"
"Forget it, the soul battle is over, the soul battle is over? Bing Hun is no match for an old monster like you, admit defeat."
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Binghun, your soul power level has been greatly reduced!"
The golden light trembled for a moment and entered the Dantian in the body. Finally, a white-haired old man wearing plain clothes appeared in front of Binghun with a smile.
Murong Jie.
Binghun rolled his eyes and curled his lips.
"After a while, Binghun's soul power will be fully restored, and you won't have to worry about it anymore. Also, don't abandon me when the time comes. When I come back this time, I have no intention of continuing to manage the Li family. I'd better let those young babies I managed it myself.”
"Oh oh oh oh--"
"We are old, why bother with those troublesome things. When we are free, we can drink tea and wander around. How comfortable!"
The face of Murong Jie, an old man in ordinary clothes, softened a lot and he smiled.
"Yo--"
"Don't think I don't know, what are you worried about?"
Binghun sneered.
The old man in ordinary clothes also smiled. He didn't care about these things. He looked at Ye Duoduo and the others outside the garden and said with a smile.
"It seems that tonight's soul power competition has alerted them all!"
The old man glanced around and finally stopped at Princess Murong Chan. He was stunned for a moment and then shook his head.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Murong Jie, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are getting older and stronger."
Li Haona and Huang Yifeng hurriedly saluted them.
"Hehehehe——"
"I didn't expect that we two old men, competing for soul power, would startle you all. Sorry, we are becoming more and more like children as we get older!"
Murong Jie, an old man in ordinary clothes, smiled and nodded.
"Murong is joking!"
Huang Yifeng quickly apologized and smiled.
Murong Jie's eyes swept over everyone, and finally stopped at Ye Duoduo. His turbid old eyes looked at the flying dragon wings behind him. He was stunned for a moment and said in surprise.
"Yo--"
"For such a young child, he has cultivated his soul power to the point where he has the martial soul of flying dragon wings. Who is this child?"
"Little Yanyan, I have met Mr. Murong!"
Ye Duoduo bowed in courtesy and smiled lightly.
"Ouch--"
"That's right, that's right. Such a young boy, still only in his teens, actually possesses such a rare flying dragon-winged martial spirit. It's amazing!"
Murong Jie smiled gently.
"Why--"
Binghunxue's white light flashed and appeared in front of Ye Duoduo, smiling at him.
"Didn't you disappear for two days? I thought you were killed by a human soul?"
Ye Duoduo rolled his eyes.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Is it easy for me to be destroyed by human souls? I just bumped into this old monster and were exchanging soul power. I haven't fully recovered my soul power level, and I can't be defeated or injured by him. If I weren't worried about destroying the imperial garden, I might have fought. The soul is gone, the soul is injured, the soul is destroyed, and you don’t know who it is?”
Binghun sneered.
"You kid!"
Murong Jie could only shake his head helplessly. .
"Bing Hun, this kid is your disciple, right? He seems to have a good talent for cultivating soul power!"
Murong Jie looked at Ye Duoduo with an old look, and his tone of voice was unusual when he spoke.
Soul-fighting maniac Meng Long and other magicians immediately pricked up their ears. Even soul power masters like Huang Yifeng also looked at Ye Duoduo and Bing Hun, imagining the relationship between them.
Binghun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and patted Ye Duoduo on the shoulder.
"He is my disciple?"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Hey, just let me worship him as my master. Am I still qualified to be his master?"
"Not qualified to be his master?"
