Chapter 1755 - 53: Tit for Tat (Double-Length)

Chapter 1755: Chapter 53: Tit for Tat (Double-Length)

Instantly, everyone couldn’t help but spit and rolled their eyes, cursing: "What a character!"

"This guy must be going crazy with joy..."

"He’s laughing without regard for the occasion, like a sea lion."

"...I look down on such an unsteady person!"

After cursing a few times, they turned away to continue their own conversations.

Yin Shen Palace laughed heartily a few times, then realized the situation and quickly restrained himself, his face turning bright red. After coughing a few times and drinking some water, he slapped Mu Lin Yuan’s back with a loud sound: "Wonderful!"

Mu Lin Yuan was hit so hard that he sprayed wine onto the table and then collapsed onto a basin of fish, utterly confused: "Sect Hierarch?"

"It’s nothing, it’s nothing."

Yin Shen Palace laughed heartily, helping him up personally and wiping him down, saying: "I know you love fish..."

"..."

Mu Lin Yuan was speechless. When did you hear I love fish? He chuckled dryly: "Yes, I love fish the most, this fish, it’s really delicious."

Yin Shen Palace had no time to talk to him, already turning his head to speak with Fang Che.

Both belonging to the Southeast, and with Yemo’s casual choice of location, it delighted Old Yin immensely. It felt like a joyful surprise of a disciple regained.

Mu Lin Yuan had no choice but to open his mouth and eat all the fish in the basin...

During the whole process, the master and apprentice were chatting, but Fang Che could clearly feel the continuous presence of unfamiliar Divine Thought swirling around him.

They were memorizing his appearance.

Some even circled from behind to his front, then to his side, observing him from all angles.

Fang Che sneered inwardly, confidently raising his face, allowing everyone observing him to clearly see his appearance.

Come on!

If I can’t deal with you, I’ll let Sun Wutian handle you. If Sun Wutian can’t deal with you, then I’ll let the Guardian deal with you!

Dare to scheme against the sect master? Let’s see how many of you come to die!

Mo Wang and six others quietly drank at a nearby table.

They kept a low profile, never raising their heads.

But always transmitting messages while speaking.

"How about our sect master?"

"Much better than his master! Hehe."

"Thunderous methods, one sword to eliminate all dissent! Tsk tsk, such determination. I admire him profoundly!"

"The sect master is very assertive!"

Mo Wang said: "To be a sect master, one must be assertive. Following such a sect master, whether one can achieve success in the future is uncertain, but one thing is for sure: you will not be oppressed!"

"That’s certainly true."

Feng Wanxia said blandly: "But following such a sect master will inevitably involve trials and tribulations. So some cowardly people should quickly scram."

No one spoke up.

Everyone believed they were not cowardly people.

Feng Wanxia glanced at Long Yikong’s face, blandly continued: "Following such a sect master, strict rules are also inevitable. So I advise some people without restraint on their mouths, whose words stink, to quickly resign voluntarily! Otherwise, being killed by sect rules is truly not worth it."

Long Yikong angrily said: "Who are you talking about?"

"Hehe, whoever feels guilty. If you’re angry, it’s you?"

Feng Wanxia downed a full glass valiantly and raised her eyebrows: "With a mouth stinking like a latrine, still asking who I’m talking about."

Mo Wang Ma Qianli and others silently drank.

It happened again.

Feng Wanxia, for unknown reasons, found Long Yikong displeasing. There had already been around ten conflicts this afternoon.

Long Yikong said furiously: "I only compared you to a prostitute once. Must you be so unforgiving?"

Mo Wang sighed, sipping his drink slowly.

Long Yikong said angrily: "Old Mo, you’re the oldest, yet don’t you reason with this crazy woman."

"Reason?"

Mo Wang twisted his face: "Feng Wanxia not killing you is already giving face to our sect master."

"You dared to compare Feng Wanxia to a prostitute, truly unaware of where you stand. Yet you still have the gall to say ’Only compared once.’

For a woman, just this once... guarantees she’ll never forget you her entire life!"

Mo Wang emphasized: "And it’s the kind of unforgettable hatred!"

Ma Qianli and the other three held their heads down with their wine cups, trembling with laughter.

None spoke, but the shared feeling was... in the future, with such a sect master and such colleagues, it seems... it won’t be lonely.

At this moment.

A long howl full of anger and sadness rang out.

A figure came soaring through the air.

Everyone simultaneously looked up.

They saw a man in blue clothing, middle-aged, descending into the banquet.

Some instantly showed expressions of surprise.

"Why has the Wang Family master come personally?"

This ’Wang Family master’ had a look of grief on his face but forcefully suppressed it, saying plainly: "Three members of my Wang Family entered ’Cultivating Gu to become a God,’ and none came out. Today, taking this opportunity, how could I not come to offer a drink to the victorious one?"

Everyone fell silent.

The Wang Family master smiled, casually lifting a cup from the table before him, smilingly toasting each of the top winners of ’Cultivating Gu to become a God’ one by one: "Congratulations, congratulations, your future is limitless."

Finally, he arrived before Fang Che with his wine cup, saying calmly: "Lord Night Demon, congratulations on taking the lead once more! I am Wang Fufeng, here to wish Lord Night Demon a bright future and smooth sailing."

Fang Che hurriedly stood up, picked up his wine cup, laughed heartily, and sincerely said: "The Wang Family master is truly too kind, thank you for the blessing. I, Night Demon, am deeply grateful, let me drink to honor first."

With a tilt of his neck, he swallowed the cup of wine.

He even boldly showed the bottom of his cup, signaling he had finished, and happily said: "Wang Family master, please."