Lin Ye couldn’t understand these words, so his expression didn’t change much.
However, Maid Shui Xian, who was serving at the Nan Wang Estate, ca to attend the assessnt for the Tianjiao Sword Cultivators. She was naturally clever and astute. Upon hearing the na of this dish and a pot of wine, she imdiately sensed sothing was wrong!
Such a humiliation, how could Lin Bai swallow it?
Lin Bai looked coldly at the seven or eight drunken n laughing non-stop in front of him, and smiled, saying: "You seem to enjoy laughing, don’t you?"
"Lin Ye, make them laugh!"
Lin Bai said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Lin Ye leaped from behind Lin Bai and landed in front of these seven or eight n.
A strong man over three ters tall descended from the sky, blocking out the sun, appearing before you, would you be scared?
After Lin Ye appeared, he exerted his fists with force, and with one punch, sent these eight drunk n flying, spitting blood, landing a hundred ters away.
Being injured by Lin Ye, their drunkenness also sobered up quite a bit.
"Lin Bai, what are you doing!"
"Dare to harm us? You don’t want to live?"
The eight drunk n sobered up and shouted viciously at Lin Bai.
Lin Bai sneered: "Weren’t you very much wanting to laugh? Why aren’t you laughing now?"
"Lin Ye, since they don’t want to laugh, hit them until they laugh!"
Upon hearing Lin Bai’s words, a sinister smile tugged at Lin Ye’s lips. He charged forward, and his huge hand pressed toward these eight people.
The eyes of these eight n flashed, and they imdiately drew sharp swords from their storage bags to confront Lin Ye.
But how could these eight be a match for Lin Ye? Their sword aura was only four feet long, although considered a minor expert among sword cultivators, it was completely ineffectual in front of Lin Ye.
Lin Ye dashed forward and within a few moves, knocked the eight n to the ground.
"Crack" "Crack" "Crack!"
The bones of those eight n all emitted cracking sounds one after another, crushed by Lin Ye.
"Ah ah ah ah..."
"My hand is broken!"
"Ah, my leg was stomped broken!"
"I’m going to report to the Princely Heir, Lin Bai, we’re not finished!"
The eight n wailed miserably.
Lin Bai stood aside, watching the scene coldly.
Maid Shui Xian said in a low voice at this mont: "Lord Lin Bai, they are guest officials from the Zhennan Royal Mansion, invited here to participate in the Sky Sword City Competition!"
"If you injure them at this ti, it might displease Prince Mo Chang!"
Lin Bai responded coldly: "Does Prince Mo Chang’s happiness have anything to do with ?"
Upon hearing these words, Maid Shui Xian’s expression stiffened.
Lin Bai’s eyes flashed, and he said: "Very well, these sword cultivators of low strength naturally couldn’t dare to do such a thing, entanglent with them is boring!"
"Since tonight is the gathering of guest official sword cultivators under the Zhennan Royal Mansion, although they didn’t invite , I will be an uninvited guest!"
"Lin Ye, take them, let’s et the guest official sword cultivators of the Zhennan Royal Mansion!"
As he spoke, Lin Bai stepped out of the Jianxin Courtyard.
And Lin Ye bent down and picked up the bloody eight n he had beaten on the ground, tucked them under his arms, and followed Lin Bai, heading towards the banquet!
"Miss Shui Xian, could you please bring the at dishes they sent?"
Lin Bai turned back and looked at Shui Xian.
Shui Xian was stunned, seeing the few jade plates and two pots of wine on the ground.
Shui Xian hesitated a bit.
Lin Bai said coldly: "Did you not hear what I said?"
At this mont, Lin Bai’s voice entered Shui Xian’s ears like a demonic sound, chilling her to the bone. She looked up at Lin Bai, whose eyes were colder under the moonlight than the moon itself.
"Yes, yes..." Shui Xian nodded tremblingly, picked up the jade plates from the ground, and followed Lin Bai into the banquet!
Nan Wang Estate, Dongxiang Room!
Outside the Dongxiang Room was a great hall plaza.
At this mont, inside this great hall, laughter and chatter were heard, with countless warriors drinking and making rry.
Among them were An Chuxue and Wan Qing.
Only Wan Qing sat at his seat, smiling at the surrounding warriors, without speaking much.
As for An Chuxue, she was drinking with a group, chatting and laughing, the drinks halfway through!
Inside this great hall, nearly three hundred sword cultivator warriors were gathered, all guest officials recruited by the Zhennan Royal Mansion, specially trained to participate in the Sky Sword City Competition.
If these guest official sword cultivators could have one enter the Sword God Family and later return to serve the Zhennan Royal Mansion, it naturally would be a great support within the Zhennan Royal Mansion.
Not only would the Zhennan Royal Mansion recruit guest official sword cultivators for training within the Sword God Family, but the imperial clans of the Lounan Dynasty and other marquesses would also follow suit, nurturing warriors to strengthen their wings.
And among the guest official sword cultivators trained by the Zhennan Royal Mansion this ti, Wan Qing and Hu Han were the strongest. Their sword aura had reached six feet, considered the most hopeful to enter the Sword God Family this ti.
Wan Qing was reticent.
While Hu Han was holding a wine cup, laughing incessantly with An Chuxue.
"Co on, brothers, let’s have a drink, for the Zhennan Royal Mansion, for ourselves, for the Sword God Family, let’s work together and definitely enter the Sword God Family!" Hu Han stood in the center of the great hall, reeking of alcohol, holding a wine cup and said boldly.
"Cheers to Brother Hu Han!"
"Cheers to Brother Hu Han!"
Each sword cultivator obviously took Hu Han as the leader, raised their wine cups, and shouted with a smile.
Even An Chuxue shouted with a smile: "Cheers to Brother Hu Han."
Clearly, An Chuxue beca deeply impressed with Hu Han after knowing him for just one day.
Wan Qing also raised his wine cup and made a gesture.
Hundreds of sword cultivators simultaneously drank this cup in unison, akin to swearing an allegiance, demonstrating their unity and loyalty!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this mont, the tightly closed doors of the great hall were suddenly smashed open with brute force.
Subsequently, eight figures, accompanied by miserable wails, were thrown inside.
The three hundred sword cultivators inside the great hall staggered in shock, turning to look at the entrance.
On the ground, those eight warriors were covered in blood, flesh mangled, lying on the ground, wailing miserably.
And right after, a white-robed man followed by a maid and a strong man three ters tall walked step by step into the great hall from outside.
"Who is causing trouble?"
"Don’t you know tonight is the gathering for guest official sword cultivators under the Zhennan Royal Mansion?"
"Who is the bastard, bold enough to ruin my mood?"
Three hundred sword cultivators angrily roared while looking at the three at the entrance.
Hu Han’s eyes narrowed, eyes glowing coldly, holding the wine cup and coldly staring at the three at the entrance, apparently his interest was also spoiled by these three forceful intruders.
Wan Qing also looked up, fixing his gaze on the three.
"A hall full of ants, dare to call themselves sword cultivators?" The white-robed man, upon entering the great hall, spoke coldly!
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