Chapter 702 - 702: Pouring a Full Bottle of Wine, Let’s Drink Together!

Chapter 702 - 702: Pouring a Full Bottle of Wine, Let’s Drink Together!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy TranslationUpdated from novelbIn.(c)om

Voices of opposition filled the summit of Mount Tanish.

Martial Emperor Yanagi sat in the pavilion, his words shocking everyone.

“When the First Emperor burned his books and buried the scholars, he was scolded by the scholars for a thousand years. Whether what he did was right or wrong, today I understand how difficult it was for the First Emperor to do such a thing!”

Sitting in the pavilion, Martial Emperor Yanagi’s eyes were filled with the kindness of an elder as he said softly, “Braydon, pour me some wine!” “Teacher, you have been sober for ten years. Why do you want to drink today?” Braydon Neal stood up and picked up the small golden and silver wine pot.

There was a picture of a crane carved on the jug. The thousands of scholars around them turned pale as they heard Martial Emperor Yanagi’s words.

A thousand years ago, the First Emperor burned books and buried scholars, and the history circle was still talking about it.

It was this atrocity that caused all the scholars in the country to curse the First Emperor for a thousand years!

“Let’s drink together!” Martial Emperor Yanagi looked at the wine cup and smiled.

“I’m afraid this is overstepping the rules.”

Braydon put away the wine cups on the table, leaving only a warm jade cup. He poured wine for his teacher, Martial Emperor Yanagi, and refused to drink with him.

“Are you a rule-abiding person?” Martial Emperor Yanagi shook his head.

Outsiders only knew that the current King Braydon was young and experienced, and he held great power. He was a young iron-blooded military commander.

Little did he know that the person who understood Braydon the most was none other than Martial Emperor Yanagi, his teacher.

Martial Emperor Yanagi slowly said, “You are from Kylo. The people who have been born in Kylo for generations are all extremely frivolous and arrogant. They don’t even care about this world. Your senior Donovan Dudley was born to suppress the pinnacles of the world. He said that all the pinnacles of the world were his slaves!

“Your teacher, who had been living on Kylo for a long time, is the master of Kylo. In his era, he slaughtered the pinnacles of the hundred countries by himself. Thousands of the pinnacles of the hundred countries died under his Great Void of Kylo Art. That battle worsened the cultivation environment of the world and almost cut off the martial arts inheritance of the hundred countries!”

Martial Emperor Yanagi smiled indifferently when he mentioned the oldest generation.

In those extraordinary years, the outstanding talents who emerged were not weaker than Braydon when they were young!

Immediately after.

Martial Emperor Yanagi said softly, “Your teacher, Winslow Jansky, from Mount Sino, is known as the Sword Immortal by all martial artists in the world. He has a three-foot-long sword that can kill anyone in the world. A hundred years ago, he was the number one on Hansworth’s pinnacle ranking!

“And your teachers? None of them are kind. They’re all ruthless people. A student they all teach cannot possibly turn out to be a rule-abiding student, can it?”

Martial Emperor Yanagi held the warm jade wine cup with a doting look in his

Braydon poured more wine and smiled. ‘You are not just my teacher, but you are also my emperor. Sitting at the same table with you today is already breaking the rules. If I drink at the same table as you, these scholars will probably scold me for a hundred years!”

“I watched you grow up. From the time you were seven until now, I’ve never

seen you afraid of anything!”

Martial Emperor Yanagi looked at his favorite disciple.

Braydon glanced at Jasiah Kramer and the others, shaking his head. “Teacher, history cannot be changed!”

“Then let’s break the pen that records history, kill all the scholars, break off the civil culture and rebuild our literary fate. How about that?”

There was indeed an unparalleled character.

m martial Emperor yanagrs eyes, tms person was tne stuaent ne was prouaest of, Braydon.

This young man was famous throughout Hansworth and the world!

Braydon was filled with glory.

Braydon didn’t bother to argue with his teacher. He smiled and said, “The scholars are stubborn and follow the 3,000 rules of etiquette. There are pros and cons, but they must not be killed!”

‘What if I insist on killing them?”

Martial Emperor Yanagi gently put down the warm jade wine cup. He exerted a slight force with his fingers, and cracks appeared on the warm jade wine cup.

Bang!

The entire warm jade wine cup turned into dust.

Jasiah and the others knelt on the ground, cold sweat trickling down their old faces.

Braydon put down the wine pot and smiled lightly. He didn’t say anything else.

This was not admitting defeat!

It was because he could read his teacher’s mind.

After all that was said and done, Martial Emperor Yanagi wanted his student, Braydon, to be a good person for once!

Braydon had saved the lives of over 9,000 scholars on Mount Tanish today.

In the future, how many people would he be able to recruit?

That would depend on Braydon’s ability!

This was the path of a great ruler!

The true path of an emperor!

According to the path of an emperor, if the emperor were angry, millions of corpses would fall.

One could kill the scholars on the summit of Mount Tanish, but could all the scholars in the world be killed?

They couldn’t be killed!

Even someone as strong as the First Emperor didn’t do that.

Every word and action of Martial Emperor Yanagi had a deeper meaning. He was teaching Braydon what it meant to be an emperor.

The scene before his eyes was the method of a male lord.

Martial Emperor Yanagi looked at the most outstanding student in the depths of his eyes, and a hint of pride and gratification flashed across his eyes.

The young Braydon had already grown up to be extremely outstanding. His wisdom and methods were not inferior to Julius’s!

Julius suddenly stood up and stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back. His nine-dragon supreme robe fluttered in the wind, and it was filled with a sense of pressure..