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Chapter 410 Lip Gun is comparable to 100,000 troops(2/3)

"Shut up! Stop talking!"

Lu Zheng, the elder of Ziyi Palace, shouted loudly. His voice was like thunder, and the entire Bahuang Tower trembled!

Lu Zheng walked out of the room directly and stood in front of the railing. His eyes were electric and his face was ashen.

We can't let them talk any more.

Ever since the two people started talking cross talk, someone in the room next to them was laughing.

One sentence after another, the words came out like a barrage and kept hitting.

The laughter around them became louder and louder, and so did the discussions.

Until the end, he actually started to curse the guardians by their names.

Lu Zheng never expected that the two guys below would be so bold.

Then he guessed all the follow-up: make a big fuss!

These two guys are here to make things bigger without any bottom line! The bigger the better.

These two people didn't care at all whether they were embarrassed or not. But this matter had to make a fuss. If it happened, it would naturally not be their problem.

It's a matter of the guardians and the outsider sect.

And when this matter really got serious, when it was investigated, it was definitely not Fang Che who was at fault.

Fang Che performed his official duties properly, what went wrong?

On the contrary, it’s your Purple Palace, why are you obstructing me? Shouldn’t you stay in an inn and register your identity? This is the rule across the continent, but your Purple Palace doesn’t give you face like this?

You are so soft to those who believe in solipsism, but are you so hard to us?

Dongfang Sansan might just give it up and not take it seriously. But who are Xue Fuxiao and Ningxuejian?

Can they swallow this breath?

And although Ziyi Palace did not scold him, after investigation, with so many people from the worldly sect present, how many of them would speak up for Ziyi Palace?

Maybe some people hope that the Ziyi Palace will be as unlucky as possible.

Question: Did Ziyi Palace really scold Dongfang Sansan, Xue Fuxiao and others like this?

Most people would say: No, Ziyi Palace didn’t scold him.

But there will definitely be a small number of people who will say: scolded! Ziyi Palace did scold! That’s how they scolded!

By that time, the truth no longer matters.

What matters is face.

If Xue Fuxiao and Ningxue Jian do not take certain actions, they will not be able to save their face. And what are their certain actions?

Naturally, it is the Ziyi Palace that is unlucky.

The Purple Clothes Palace is certainly awesome, but compared to the Guardians...how does this compare?

If it really gets to that point, if the Palace Master and other senior officials of the Purple Palace know that they just did something as simple as not registering to stay in a hotel, causing such a catastrophic disaster, will they all faint from anger?

When the time comes, not to mention Bei Zhen, even the elders who are leading the team will definitely be skinned!

Lu Zheng stood in front of the railing, with a serious tone, and said calmly: "Deacon Fang, we didn't scold Mr. Dongfang and others. What's the point of your slanderous words?"

Dong Yunyu raised his head and said: "You didn't scold me? That's what you did! It's more cruel than scolding! Where did your actions put the face of Master Jiu, Master Xue and others?"

Lu Zheng said angrily: "That's nonsense, what did we do?"

"What did you do?"

Dongyun Yudao: "I asked you to come down and register. Are you deaf? Can't you hear? Don't you understand the rules? How does Ziyi Palace educate its disciples? They live in an inn without registering, but when they come to guard the main hall and ask for registration, they actually take the lead in resisting? What? It's insulting.

Just a little bit of the Guardian's face and trampling on the Guardian's rules, is that so good for you, the Purple Clothes Palace?!"

Lu Zheng was speechless.

Because in this matter, it was indeed Ziyi Palace who jumped out first.

Perhaps other sects were unwilling to register so honestly, but before others could jump out, Ziyi Palace jumped out.

And as expected, this outstanding person was also caught by the guardian...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but turn around and gave Bei Zhen a hard look.

You said you were so impatient!

But now, luckily, the one who is riding a tiger and has trouble getting off has actually turned out to be our side.

Dong Yunyu snorted and said: "You don't even dare to curse Xue Fuxiao, Rui Qianshan and others, why do you look down on the guardians?!"

The people in Ziyi Palace were so choked by these two words that they almost lost their breath.

This sentence is simply simple.

Not to mention our Ziyi Palace, even Feng Yun of the Solipsism Orthodox Church, as the eldest son of the Solipsism Orthodox Church and the leader of the younger generation, does he dare to curse here, "Xue Fuxiao is nothing but Ningxue Sword"

How many!'?

How many people in the entire continent dare to do this?

Lu Zheng took a deep breath and said, "This...is this person by name?"

"As a man, I won't change my name, but I won't change my surname. My name is Dong Yunyu!"

Dong Yunyu raised his head and said: "The top owner of the third-level Guardian family is my family! What's going on? Does your Ziyi Palace want to retaliate against my family? I leave my words here today. Whatever happens to our owner in the future, we will be responsible for it.

It was you, Ziyi Palace, who did it! I will file a complaint with Mr. Xue, just because you scolded him, I upheld justice, but you ended up taking revenge on our boss!"

Lu Zhengqi's eyes darkened: "That's nonsense! When did I say I would take revenge on you? I have a close relationship with several of your boss's ancestors..."

"Don't mention that!"

Dong Yunyu looked unscrupulous: "Those old guys have nothing to do with me! Stop using them to oppress me! I'm asking you, do you want to register in the Purple Palace or not?"

Lu Zheng was so angry that he was speechless.

The purpose of mentioning the other party's ancestors was to ease the relationship, but in the end, this bastard didn't even give him any face!

Just then.

An ethereal voice above said: "If you register, hurry up and register. If you don't register, either get out, or kill these two guys and continue to live here."

Lu Zheng was furious and shouted: "Who? Who is talking? Get out!"

No one answered.

But the whispers among the people sounded like spring silkworms eating, rustling, rustling, rustling...

Although the speaker didn't speak well, he said there were three ways, and they were the only three options.

Register!

Leave!

Kill or ignore it, pretend not to know and continue living!

But it's impossible to pretend not to know.

If you keep pretending, the cross talk between the two guys below will continue and become increasingly ugly.

It is impossible to kill someone.

The matter was so big, crowded, and watched by so many people. To kill someone who was a guardian and just perform official duties... was definitely a deadly feud!

If we don't respond to an explanation, who will abide by the guardian's rules in the future?

So killing is not okay.

There are only two paths left.

Register.

Leave.

You can't leave. If you leave now, you will be kicked out, and the Ziyi Palace will lose all face.

But it is shameful to register honestly.

Where was your toughness just now?

Where did it go?

Come down and register now? Why did you go there so early?

Looking for a reason to change the situation, it turned out that these two guys were like stones in a pit, smelly and hard. And their mouths were very poisonous.

He doesn't give any face or say anything, and he is always ready to add insult to injury and make things worse!

How come we met two such bastards?

Lu Zheng kept sighing in his heart.

Bei Zhen, who had just come out to stir up trouble, now had his head hanging down. Although he had a look of resentment on his face, he did not dare to say a word.

Because of the reproachful looks from his fellow disciples, he has been riddled with wounds.
To be continued...
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