Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Yu Wujie, do you have anything you want to say?" Zhu Yun asked.

"Patriarch, Sect Master, since we have no way to deal with the Xuanwu Patriarch, why can't we avoid the fight?" Yu Wujie asked.

Hearing this, some of the elders in the hall let out a wry laugh.

They knew that this time it was impossible to avoid the fight. The two patriarchs had harbored deep grudges for decades now, and had signed the duel agreement for today long ago.

This agreement swore upon both of their lives, with the Heavenly Dao as witness.

If one avoided the fight, they would suffer punishment from the Heavenly Dao.

And if Qingshan Patriarch retreated, it would be the same as an unconditional defeat for Qingshan Sect!

"Forget it, I can't rely on you all." At this time, the Qingshan Patriarch shouted, his expression was solemn, but his heart was much more relaxed than the others.

Because he had already considered a strategy just now.

If he could borrow that kitchen knife from Senior Yi Feng down the mountain, this fight would not necessarily be without a chance!

"All of you leave!" the Qingshan Patriarch waved his hand.

"Patriarch..."

"Patriarch, what do you mean by this?"

He hadn't even revealed his plan yet, but the Patriarch was having people leave. Could it be that the Patriarch knew he was no match, and had given up hope?

If that was the case, then Qingshan Sect...

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When they arrived at the martial arts hall, they saw Yi Feng lying in a reclining chair at the entrance.

"This is it." The Qingshan Patriarch straightened his back excitedly and said.

"Uncle-master, this is just a run-down martial arts hall!" Zhu Yun glanced casually without looking more, puzzled as he asked, "You are the esteemed Qingshan Sect's Patriarch, why must you be like this?!"

"Shut up."

"Also, in address and all aspects later, do not mention anything relating to cultivation."

The Qingshan Patriarch angrily shouted.

Zhu Yun did not dare to say more.

"Hahaha, Master Yi." The Qingshan Patriarch put on a smiling face and called out.

Yi Feng, who was lying at the entrance, removed the fan covering his face, glanced over, sat up and laughed, "So it's you who's come!"

"Yes, it's me."

The Qingshan Patriarch nodded his head repeatedly like a chick pecking rice, his face full of respect.

At the side, Zhu Yun's eyes went wide.

Was he seeing things?

Usually the arrogant Patriarch in Qingshan Sect was now like a chick in front of an ordinary person?

Why?

With one slap, this ordinary person could easily be killed!