As the monks started talking, Ning Xia and other Wuhua sect disciples gradually put away those small personal topics and returned to the main banquet. On the surface, he is concentrating on eating and looking around, but in fact, he has different thoughts and is listening to gossip.
The protagonists of the gossip are naturally the two people who have not yet shown their faces.
Not many of the monks at the scene were happy about this, feeling that they had been slighted.
It's like the host's family is inviting someone to dinner. After waiting for a long time, you find that no one is there, and you don't even have an explanation. It's really rude.
As insiders, Ning Xia and Lin Pingzhen looked at each other worriedly.
Guo Ni's case was exposed, and now almost all the upper echelons of the Huyang faction know about it. They can no longer allow this fake to continue to roam around here. So at this time, the banquet of heroes held by Lord Showa today is somewhat intriguing.
If Ning Xia guessed correctly, this banquet should be the legendary Hongmen Banquet, and the person attending the banquet would naturally be the impostor.
But halfway through the banquet, the protagonist arrived late, which made people a little worried. Did something happen?
When Ningxia and the others looked up, they found that Zhenjun Zhaohe was also looking at them.
The other party looked relaxed and relaxed, and raised his glass to them from afar. It seemed like he was paying tribute to the Wuhua Sect, the head of the righteous path, and no one found it strange.
Ning Xia and others quickly returned the gift. After getting some subtle information from this trip, I felt a little relieved, knowing that everything had been arranged and there was no need for outsiders like them to worry. The next step is to watch the show...
"Coming!" someone exclaimed.
"...We're finally here. Is there a thousand-jin drop under their feet? Let's wait. This Huyang sect is really serious. Why does this little one not understand the rules so well?"
"...Speak louder. That person is not an ordinary Jindan master. Although he is less than a fraction of your age, his cultivation level is enough to crush several of you."
"I said that the Huyang sect is really lucky. At first, Master Guo only gave birth to a weak daughter. I thought the Huyang sect might have to fall to another level. I didn't expect that Master Guo would be so open-minded. I simply want to let my eldest disciple act as a pretender, marry his daughter to him, and let her take the position of head."
"It should be said that I am lucky to have such a talented person. I heard..."
The banquet hall was filled with excitement, and the monks were whispering in their ears, all about the legendary senior brother and the eccentric eldest lady.
At first there was only some movement in the front, but soon it started to stir up the rear. Before anyone officially came to the front, the people at the front already knew that Madi and the others had arrived.
The people who broke in halfway were indeed very conspicuous, not to mention that these two people were special people at the banquet, which made it even better.
As soon as they entered, they immediately became the focus of the banquet hall. All the monks present looked at these two people openly and secretly. All kinds of gazes seemed to burn holes in them.
One of the two had a serious expression, the other had a calm expression, and there was no trace of embarrassment in their bodies. They walked straight to the front desk and to the main stage amidst the many unclear glances.
Mu Di's cultivation is profound and he has reached the late stage of Golden Elixir. He is so young and has unlimited future. Many monks present were far inferior to this senior brother in terms of cultivation level.
So even though they were all talking about each other, they couldn't say harsh words to them, and they didn't even dare to look at each other for fear of offending this Jindan master with profound cultivation. I only dare to follow the crowd and whisper a few words, which is insignificant.
If you don't know about the bad relationship between these two people... The man is talented and the woman is beautiful, and she has great charm, which is a good match. It's a pity that there is really a big bad debt between these two people. Everyone in the know feels bad.
They both walked straight to the front desk, stopped and saluted respectfully.
"The disciple has met the master." "The daughter has met the father."
"Okay! Okay! Okay! I'll wait for you all so that I can wait for a while. Come on, come forward..."
Mu Di took Guo Ni and walked slowly, standing respectfully beside Zhenjun Zhaohe as the vice chairman who had been vacant for a long time, not afraid to meet everyone's gaze.
Guo Ni, on the other hand, was a little dazed by Mu Di's overly close gesture. The fingertips of his hand that was put down again moved slightly.
"Everyone here must already know the two people next to me. I would like to introduce them again..."
The position of the vice chairman is only a little behind the main seat where Lord Showa is located. Even the other Lords in the door have to retreat to the lower row. This shows how much effort Zhaohe Zhenjun spent on this young couple and how much expectations he placed on them.
The young and promising eldest disciple, the charming and lovely eldest daughter, and the Huyang sect that seemed to be on the rise were all irreplaceable treasures in the heart of the True Lord Zhaohe.
Whoever wants to take away his treasure will take his life!
Below, looking coldly at the happy family above, Ningxia suddenly felt a little cold and a little sad. For Guo Ni, he is also the true king of Zhaohe.
It's hard to imagine how she would feel if she... knew that the daughter she had loved for many years was a fake, and that the real one had died miserably.
It was impossible for her to know. But Lord Showa is going through this painful mental journey. And I will have to endure the whole process until the dust settles. Killing the enemy with your hands is probably the best outcome.
If there hadn't been that conspiracy, the family standing above would probably be as happy and proud as this, sincerely.
Looking at Lin Pingzhen again, he also had an expression that was hard to explain, and he must have thought of something uncomfortable. However, his expression was fleeting and soon returned to his normal appearance.
After the conversation, the two of them formally took their seats, and the whole scene became active again, with a lively atmosphere, as if nothing had happened just now.
"Snapped--"
"alright."
The monks in the venue immediately stopped talking, and the bustling banquet hall seemed to have pressed the pause button. Everyone stopped and stared at the speaker.
"The banquet has come to this point. I think you have all enjoyed the fine wine and delicacies. You must be feeling a little bored."
"You young monks love to be lively. I am here to make the decision. How about adding some programs to keep everyone entertained and entertained?"
Lord Zhaohe waved his hand and signaled to the people waiting on the side. Several monks brought a big guy up and placed it squarely in the middle of the huge banquet hall to show it to all the monks present.
It was obviously well prepared.
Ningxia's heart skipped a beat, it's here.
The main event is finally here.
She focused her eyes on the huge thing in the middle, and looked at it carefully like all the monks in the venue.
What is this thing...?
"To the mourning platform!" someone exclaimed.
