Min Hang became more and more excited, "You can also juggle? Show me how to juggle, is it possible that you are like the circus monkeys on the street, who can jump through fire rings, do somersaults, and smash boulders on your chest?"
After finishing speaking, Min Zhihang raised his head and laughed loudly: "Perform one, perform another, quickly perform a chest crushed boulder for the Patriarch to see, and let the patriarchs and the high priests all see clearly, the guards of my Min Family The leader is so capable!"
Min Zhixing took the lead in degrading himself, and of course the other patriarchs wanted to cater to Min Zhihang.
After all, Qin Wuyan's current status is just a small guard commander, and without Min Zhihang's support, he still doesn't know if he will reach the stage of running for the high priest.
So what if you can be supported by the people, you have to live until that day.
Even today's high priest doesn't like Qin Wuyan, the more famous he is, the more burdensome he will be, his life is like a straw, maybe in a blink of an eye there will be a pile of graves and bones.
Min Huizhu stared at Min Zhixing, and felt that her father had gone too far. In today's situation, it would be good to just teach Qin Wuyan a lesson, why bother.
People like Qin Wuyan are naturally rebellious, the harder they are suppressed, the harder they may be to retaliate.
Min Huizhu was about to open her mouth to make a rescue, when she saw Zhuang Huaisen staring at her out of the corner of her eye, her heart froze, the corners of her lips moved, but she didn't say anything after all.
With cold eyes, Zhuang Huaisen looked away, and asked, "Does the saint feel that something is wrong? Or do you not want Commander Qin to perform in public for us?"
Min Huizhu turned her head to the side and smiled at Zhuang Huaisen, "Of course not, I just think Dad seems to be drinking a little too much, and I want to send someone a bowl of hangover soup."
Zhuang Huaisen knocked casually: "The saint is now a saint, the Min family should look up to you, the position of the head of the Min family is lower than you."
Min Huizhu lowered her eyes slightly: "Thank you for the reminder, the High Priest. Thanks to the High Priest's care, I was able to meet Patriarch Min a few more times, so that I can fully appreciate the love between father and daughter."
Once Zhuang Huaisen got serious with her, it would be very difficult for her to even get out of the Saintess Palace, let alone appear here today.
Thinking of her own situation, Min Huizhu completely stopped thinking about helping Qin Wuyan.
Qin Wuyan stood up, clenched the saber on his waist, looked back at Min Zhixing's gaze neither humble nor overbearing, not only didn't feel embarrassed, but smiled brightly: "The broken boulder on the chest is too vulgar to enter the eyes of noblemen, Why don't I perform a sword dance to open your eyes and let you see the power of the sword worn by you today?"
Before Zhuang Huaisen and Min Zhixing could react, the other Patriarchs shouted in unison: "Okay!"
They had wanted to see the true power of this sword for a long time, and it was a rare opportunity.
Even if it spreads out in the future, it can still be shown off.
Qin Wuyan smiled again, this smile was even more irresistible than before, like a hundred flowers blooming, shining brightly in the spring breeze.
Only a soft sound of "Zheng" was heard, and the sword came out of its sheath. Everyone took a closer look and found that the thin blade turned out to be a piece of software.
With a flick of Qin Wuyan's wrist, the soft sword flew across like a dragon, and the sound of piercing the air rang in everyone's ears.
Qin Wuyan got up early every day to practice swordsmanship, and he never delayed. His swordsmanship was taught to him by a wizard. He used to hold a large guard sword in his hand. Although it was not ugly to dance, it was not very smooth to use.
Now it is replaced by this sword that cuts iron like mud, it is like a tiger with wings added.