Chapter 247
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The crowd scattered hastily, each person eager to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
In the grand hall, a middle-aged man in a white robe had appeared, standing now before Sheng Shaoqing. It was this very man in white who had blocked the attack from the mysterious figure in black beside Qing Mengli.
Qing Mengli’s delicate brows furrowed as she looked at the middle-aged man in white, her voice tinged with displeasure as she spoke, “Sheng Wúwéi!”
Sheng Wúwéi?
The head of the Imperial Capital’s Sheng Dan Pavilion!
Within the vast Qingyun Empire, he was undoubtedly a top-tier powerhouse, a master of the Tian Gang realm!
“Haha…”
Sheng Wúwéi chuckled softly, saying, “It’s just that the young ones are full of vigor and their words are but jests, Qing Mengli. Why take it so seriously?”
“A death pact has already been signed. How can this be a joke?”
Seeing Sheng Wúwéi’s appearance, Qing Mengli became even more resolute, snorting, “Sheng Wúwéi, your word is as fleeting as the wind. It suits the nature of your Sheng Dan Pavilion perfectly.”
Sheng Shaoqing glared at Sheng Wúwéi in front of him and roared, “Uncle Wúwéi, kill that bastard, kill that Ye Wushuang!”
That Ye Wushuang, the wretch, actually dared to try to kill him! He deserved to die!
Upon hearing this, Sheng Wúwéi glanced at Ye Wushuang, then at Sheng Shaoqing, and sighed inwardly.
Sheng Shaoqing indeed had great talent, but his arrogant and unruly temperament, nurtured within the Sheng Dan Sect, would sooner or later lead to trouble.
No, it already had!
Sheng Wúwéi looked at Qing Mengli and smiled, saying, “Since Shen Yunrui is already dead, it was a presumptuous act on our part. Let’s just end this matter here, shall we?”
“My Sheng Dan Pavilion is willing to compensate the Qingyun Pavilion with a million spirit stones!”
“Qing Mengli, you should know what kind of existence the Sheng Dan Sect is. Sheng Shaoqing is the son of the Sheng Xuan Elder. If you kill him, you will be inviting a terrifying enemy for your Qingyun Pavilion and the imperial family of the Qingyun Empire.”
Upon hearing this, the faces of everyone present changed.
For the sake of Sheng Shaoqing, the Sheng Dan Pavilion was truly willing to back down.
But Qing Mengli just smiled, her beautiful eyes looking at Sheng Wúwéi.
“I only know that one must keep their word and follow through with their actions. Do you think you can intimidate me with the Sheng Dan Sect?”
Upon hearing this, Sheng Wúwéi’s brows furrowed.
Qing Mengli’s persistence took him by surprise.
Could it be… because she wanted to ingratiate herself with that young man named Ye Wushuang?
Sheng Wúwéi said again, “Since that’s the case, then I’m afraid I’ll have to offend you!”
Sheng Shaoqing absolutely could not die within the Qingyun Empire; otherwise, he would have no way to explain himself to the Sheng Dan Sect.
Today, even if it meant forcing his way through, he had to take Sheng Shaoqing away.
“Try it and see!” Qing Mengli snorted coldly.
Sheng Wúwéi glanced at the man in black and sneered, “With him? He can’t stop me.”
“Then what about me?”
A leisurely and carefree voice suddenly rang out behind Sheng Wúwéi.
Sheng Wúwéi’s face immediately changed. He turned around swiftly and threw a punch.
But before his fist could even swing out, the speaker had already kicked Sheng Wúwéi flying with a single foot.
Boom…
In an instant, Sheng Wúwéi’s body was sent flying out of the Qingyun Pavilion, crashing to the ground. His face turned pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood, struggling to stand up but failing several times.
Only at this moment did everyone finally see the person who had made the move.
Dressed in pure white, with silver-gray hair flowing down his back, and a handsome face adorned with an enchanting smile.
“Father!”
Mu Qiqi, seeing the middle-aged man, exclaimed with delight.
Mu Qiqi’s father?
At this moment, the alchemists of the Qingyun Pavilion present all bowed deeply in respect.
Ye Wushuang, standing to the side, noticed that these Qingyun Pavilion people treated Mu Qiqi’s father with even more reverence and fear than they did Qing Mengli. This man’s identity must be even more mysterious.
At this moment, the man in white with silver-gray hair stepped forward, walking to the entrance of the Qingyun Pavilion. He looked at the fallen and bleeding Sheng Wúwéi and said with a smile, “Sheng Wúwéi, you can use the Sheng Dan Sect to pressure the Qingyun Pavilion, but you can’t use it to pressure my wife!”
“Mu Junli!”
Looking at the man, Sheng Wúwéi shouted, “Sheng Shaoqing cannot die.”
Mu Qiqi stepped forward at this moment, linking her arm with her father’s, and humphed, “Father, if you lose the bet, you must follow the wager, right?”
“Absolutely!”
Mu Junli affectionately ruffled his daughter’s hair, then looked at Sheng Wúwéi and said with a smile, “Since my daughter has spoken, then… Sheng Shaoqing must die!”
