bookbashuk Chapter 31 Junior Brother, are you trying to bully the weak? He then sent Li Jing down the mountain,
Chapter 31 Junior Brother, are you trying to bully the weak? He then sent Li Jing down the mountain,
Inside Xiqi City, there is a quiet, secluded room, isolated from the noise of the outside world.
The embodiment of Jade Cauldron Immortal sat upright before the bed, his hands forming a mudra.
A stream of pure, ethereal light flowed continuously from his palm and entered Yang Jian's body on the bed.
As the divine light sank into the net,
Yang Jian's pale face would ease slightly, and his severely injured body would slowly repair itself.
But as a price—
At the edge of Jade Cauldron Immortal's avatar, it was becoming illusory and transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Nezha stood quietly beside the couch.
Looking at Yang Jian, whose eyes were closed and whose breath was weak.
His hands, hanging limply at his sides, clenched tightly, and a deep sense of guilt flashed in his eyes.
If I hadn't been so talkative and transmitted Gu Xuan's spear intent back to the mountain, how could my second brother have rushed over without regard for anything and ended up in such a state?
Just then.
"Creak—"
A very soft knock came from outside the tightly closed door.
Master Yu Ding didn't even lift his eyelids, and said in a flat voice, "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and Jiang Ziya strode into the secret room.
His gaze lingered on the unconscious Yang Jian for a moment before turning to look at the Jade Cauldron Immortal who was focused on casting spells.
Seeing this scene before him, Jiang Ziya's heart sank.
Judging from Yang Jian's almost suicidal behavior on the battlefield today, coupled with Senior Brother Yu Ding's attitude at this moment.
He had come to a complete understanding—
Senior Brother Yu Ding has manifested this time...
It wasn't for Xiqi at all, nor for the Investiture of the Gods.
He came to protect his disciple, and for Gu Xuan!
That's all!
Jiang Ziya took a deep breath.
He gritted his teeth, bowed deeply to Jade Cauldron Immortal, and spoke with difficulty:
"Senior brother, now there is Gu Xuan and the four generals of the Demon Clan outside Xiqi City."
"The morale of the soldiers inside the city is low, and the city is on the verge of collapse."
"Please, senior brother, for the sake of our fellow disciples, lend us your help to overcome this calamity."
Master Yu Ding paused slightly in his hand seal gesture.
He slowly raised his head, his deep, cold eyes calmly looking at Jiang Ziya.
"Junior brother."
There was no discernible emotion in Yu Ding's voice.
"You want me to... face a mere celestial junior?"
"Using the big to bully the small?"
A seemingly casual remark struck Jiang Ziya like a heavy blow to the chest.
Jiang Ziya's face turned deathly pale instantly.
Undeterred, he forced a smile and said, "If Senior Brother feels this is inappropriate, then..."
"Then we can take action against the Four Demon Generals once!"
"Just..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
Master Yu Ding has lowered his head again.
He seemed completely absorbed in healing, choking back the rest of Jiang Ziya's words.
Jiang Ziya opened his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing laboriously a few times.
final......
He couldn't say anything.
He slumped down, silently turned around, and prepared to leave the secret room.
But just as I was about to step out of the room...
Jiang Ziya suddenly stopped and turned to look at Nezha, who had been silent all along.
"Nephew Nezha," Jiang Ziya lowered his voice, "Nephew Yang Jian is currently seriously injured and unable to fight. I wonder if you could—"
"My second brother is seriously injured and needs to be by his side."
Nezha didn't even glance at him, directly interrupting him.
Jiang Ziya stood there, stunned.
After a moment, he nodded with a wry smile.
He took a deep look at Yang Jian, who was unconscious on the bed, and then turned and stepped out of the secret room.
……
Inside the central command tent.
Jiang Ziya sat alone in the commander's seat, his face ashen.
Senior Brother Yu Ding stood idly by, while Junior Nephew Nezha disobeyed orders and refused to fight.
Xiqi...
Is this truly the end for us?
Just when he was feeling disheartened.
Suddenly, a very noticeable warmth came from inside the collar of my clothes.
Jiang Ziya's expression shifted, and he quickly took out a jade talisman.
The moment his divine sense probed into it, a look of wild joy suddenly burst forth on his deathly face.
Jiang Ziya dared not be negligent in the slightest. He stood up abruptly and quickly formed hand seals.
"The Water Mirror reveals the divine!"
"puff--!"
Without hesitation, he bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood into the air.
Her already pale face turned even paler, but her eyes shone with hope.
The essence and blood turned into blood mist, and water vapor condensed wildly.
In a short while, it solidified into a huge water mirror in mid-air.
The mirror surface rippled, and the fog dissipated.
Two figures gradually became clear in the water mirror.
Standing on the left was Yun Zhongzi, whose face was extremely gloomy.
And the figure beside Yun Zhongzi...
"Disciple Jiang Shang greets Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi!"
"Greetings, Uncle-Master Ran Deng!"
Jiang Ziya's knees buckled, and he knelt down heavily to pay his respects.
Get up.
In the water mirror, Ran Deng's voice was calm, "Jiang Shang, tell me in detail about the current situation in Xiqi."
Jiang Ziya dared not conceal anything and recounted in detail how Gu Xuan had killed Lei Zhenzi, severely injured Yang Jian, and the attitude of Yu Ding Zhenren.
In the end, his voice was filled with deep helplessness.
"Gu Xuan's strength is so great that even a True Immortal would find it difficult to match."
"Now that Yang Jian is seriously injured, Nezha insists on staying by his bedside to take care of him and refuses to fight..."
"This disciple truly... has no other options..."
On the other side of the water mirror.
After hearing this, Yun Zhongzi's face darkened.
On the other side of the water mirror.
After hearing this, Yun Zhongzi's face darkened.
His hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, slowly clenched, his eyes fixed coldly on Jiang Ziya.
"They intercepted and killed my disciple, severely wounding Yang Jian."
"Even Senior Brother Yu Ding personally sent down a wisp of his spiritual manifestation—"
"Just a mere celestial being..."
"They actually managed to push Xiqi to this point?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's expression turned even more unpleasant.
I was so ashamed that I could hardly lift my head.
On the other side of the water mirror, lightning flashed in Yun Zhongzi's eyes as he forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest.
He was about to say something else—
Ran Deng raised his hand and gently waved it, interrupting Yun Zhongzi.
"If that's the case..."
The lamp slowly opened its mouth, its voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Send Li Jing down the mountain."
"Command Jinzha and Muzha to accompany and assist in the battle."
Just two simple sentences.
When it reached Jiang Ziya's ears, it was like heavenly music!
Jiang Ziya felt as if he had been granted a pardon and was so excited that he kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
As the water mirror gradually dissipated, silence returned to the large tent.
Jiang Ziya exhaled a long breath, and finally a smile appeared on his old face for the first time in days.
Li Jing's nephew possessed a golden, exquisite pagoda.
As soon as Li Jing arrives, Nezha will have no choice but to go into battle!
In addition, there were his two junior disciples, Jinzha and Muzha.
Four True Immortals in battle!
At that time...
Xiqi will never again be suppressed by Gu Xuan alone.
……
at the same time.
The main camp of the Shang army, the central command tent.
The atmosphere inside the tent was solemn and dignified.
The four Mo brothers stood on either side of the main tent.
Gu Xuan stood quietly beside Mo Liqing.
In the center of the large tent, an ancient bronze mirror floated silently in mid-air.
The mirror surface shimmered with light.
Suddenly, the bronze mirror shone with a dazzling light.
A majestic and imposing figure slowly emerged from the light.
"This humble general pays his respects to the Grand Tutor!"
The four Mo brothers stepped forward together.
Gu Xuan also stepped forward, bowed his head, and said in a deep voice, "This humble general, Gu Xuan, pays his respects to the Grand Tutor."
In the bronze mirror.
Wen Zhong's imposing gaze, though not angry, first swept over the four kneeling Mo family generals.
Then, it moved slowly.
Gu Xuan landed steadily on Mo Liqing's side.
His hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, slowly clenched, his eyes fixed coldly on Jiang Ziya.
"They intercepted and killed my disciple, severely wounding Yang Jian."
"Even Senior Brother Yu Ding personally sent down a wisp of his spiritual manifestation—"
"Just a mere celestial being..."
"They actually managed to push Xiqi to this point?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's expression turned even more unpleasant.
I was so ashamed that I could hardly lift my head.
On the other side of the water mirror, lightning flashed in Yun Zhongzi's eyes as he forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest.
He was about to say something else—
Ran Deng raised his hand and gently waved it, interrupting Yun Zhongzi.
"If that's the case..."
The lamp slowly opened its mouth, its voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Send Li Jing down the mountain."
"Command Jinzha and Muzha to accompany and assist in the battle."
Just two simple sentences.
When it reached Jiang Ziya's ears, it was like heavenly music!
Jiang Ziya felt as if he had been granted a pardon and was so excited that he kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
As the water mirror gradually dissipated, silence returned to the large tent.
Jiang Ziya exhaled a long breath, and finally a smile appeared on his old face for the first time in days.
Li Jing's nephew possessed a golden, exquisite pagoda.
As soon as Li Jing arrives, Nezha will have no choice but to go into battle!
In addition, there were his two junior disciples, Jinzha and Muzha.
Four True Immortals in battle!
At that time...
Xiqi will never again be suppressed by Gu Xuan alone.
……
at the same time.
The main camp of the Shang army, the central command tent.
The atmosphere inside the tent was solemn and dignified.
The four Mo brothers stood on either side of the main tent.
Gu Xuan stood quietly beside Mo Liqing.
In the center of the large tent, an ancient bronze mirror floated silently in mid-air.
The mirror surface shimmered with light.
Suddenly, the bronze mirror shone with a dazzling light.
A majestic and imposing figure slowly emerged from the light.
"This humble general pays his respects to the Grand Tutor!"
The four Mo brothers stepped forward together.
Gu Xuan also stepped forward, bowed his head, and said in a deep voice, "This humble general, Gu Xuan, pays his respects to the Grand Tutor."
In the bronze mirror.
Wen Zhong's imposing gaze, though not angry, first swept over the four kneeling Mo family generals.
Then, it moved slowly.
Gu Xuan landed steadily on Mo Liqing's side.
"This disciple truly... has no other options..."
On the other side of the water mirror.
After hearing this, Yun Zhongzi's face darkened.
His hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, slowly clenched, his eyes fixed coldly on Jiang Ziya.
"They intercepted and killed my disciple, severely wounding Yang Jian."
"Even Senior Brother Yu Ding personally sent down a wisp of his spiritual manifestation—"
"Just a mere celestial being..."
"They actually managed to push Xiqi to this point?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's expression turned even more unpleasant.
I was so ashamed that I could hardly lift my head.
On the other side of the water mirror, lightning flashed in Yun Zhongzi's eyes as he forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest.
He was about to say something else—
Ran Deng raised his hand and gently waved it, interrupting Yun Zhongzi.
"If that's the case..."
The lamp slowly opened its mouth, its voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Send Li Jing down the mountain."
"Command Jinzha and Muzha to accompany and assist in the battle."
Just two simple sentences.
When it reached Jiang Ziya's ears, it was like heavenly music!
Jiang Ziya felt as if he had been granted a pardon and was so excited that he kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
As the water mirror gradually dissipated, silence returned to the large tent.
Jiang Ziya exhaled a long breath, and finally a smile appeared on his old face for the first time in days.
Li Jing's nephew possessed a golden, exquisite pagoda.
As soon as Li Jing arrives, Nezha will have no choice but to go into battle!
In addition, there were his two junior disciples, Jinzha and Muzha.
Four True Immortals in battle!
At that time...
Xiqi will never again be suppressed by Gu Xuan alone.
……
at the same time.
The main camp of the Shang army, the central command tent.
The atmosphere inside the tent was solemn and dignified.
The four Mo brothers stood on either side of the main tent.
Gu Xuan stood quietly beside Mo Liqing.
In the center of the large tent, an ancient bronze mirror floated silently in mid-air.
The mirror surface shimmered with light.
Suddenly, the bronze mirror shone with a dazzling light.
A majestic and imposing figure slowly emerged from the light.
"This humble general pays his respects to the Grand Tutor!"
The four Mo brothers stepped forward together.
Gu Xuan also stepped forward, bowed his head, and said in a deep voice, "This humble general, Gu Xuan, pays his respects to the Grand Tutor."
In the bronze mirror.
Wen Zhong's imposing gaze, though not angry, first swept over the four kneeling Mo family generals.
Then, it moved slowly.
Gu Xuan landed steadily on Mo Liqing's side.
His hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, slowly clenched, his eyes fixed coldly on Jiang Ziya.
"They intercepted and killed my disciple, severely wounding Yang Jian."
"Even Senior Brother Yu Ding personally sent down a wisp of his spiritual manifestation—"
"Just a mere celestial being..."
"They actually managed to push Xiqi to this point?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's expression turned even more unpleasant.
I was so ashamed that I could hardly lift my head.
On the other side of the water mirror, lightning flashed in Yun Zhongzi's eyes as he forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest.
He was about to say something else—
Ran Deng raised his hand and gently waved it, interrupting Yun Zhongzi.
"If that's the case..."
The lamp slowly opened its mouth, its voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Send Li Jing down the mountain."
"Command Jinzha and Muzha to accompany and assist in the battle."
Just two simple sentences.
When it reached Jiang Ziya's ears, it was like heavenly music!
Jiang Ziya felt as if he had been granted a pardon and was so excited that he kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
As the water mirror gradually dissipated, silence returned to the large tent.
Jiang Ziya exhaled a long breath, and finally a smile appeared on his old face for the first time in days.
Li Jing's nephew possessed a golden, exquisite pagoda.
As soon as Li Jing arrives, Nezha will have no choice but to go into battle!
In addition, there were his two junior disciples, Jinzha and Muzha.
Four True Immortals in battle!
At that time...
Xiqi will never again be suppressed by Gu Xuan alone.
……
at the same time.
The main camp of the Shang army, the central command tent.
The atmosphere inside the tent was solemn and dignified.
The four Mo brothers stood on either side of the main tent.
Gu Xuan stood quietly beside Mo Liqing.
In the center of the large tent, an ancient bronze mirror floated silently in mid-air.
The mirror surface shimmered with light.
Suddenly, the bronze mirror shone with a dazzling light.
A majestic and imposing figure slowly emerged from the light.
"This humble general pays his respects to the Grand Tutor!"
The four Mo brothers stepped forward together.
Gu Xuan also stepped forward, bowed his head, and said in a deep voice, "This humble general, Gu Xuan, pays his respects to the Grand Tutor."
In the bronze mirror.
Wen Zhong's imposing gaze, though not angry, first swept over the four kneeling Mo family generals.
Then, it moved slowly.
Gu Xuan landed steadily on Mo Liqing's side.
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"This disciple truly... has no other options..."
On the other side of the water mirror.
After hearing this, Yun Zhongzi's face darkened.
His hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, slowly clenched, his eyes fixed coldly on Jiang Ziya.
"They intercepted and killed my disciple, severely wounding Yang Jian."
"Even Senior Brother Yu Ding personally sent down a wisp of his spiritual manifestation—"
"Just a mere celestial being..."
"They actually managed to push Xiqi to this point?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's expression turned even more unpleasant.
I was so ashamed that I could hardly lift my head.
On the other side of the water mirror, lightning flashed in Yun Zhongzi's eyes as he forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest.
He was about to say something else—
Ran Deng raised his hand and gently waved it, interrupting Yun Zhongzi.
"If that's the case..."
The lamp slowly opened its mouth, its voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Send Li Jing down the mountain."
"Command Jinzha and Muzha to accompany and assist in the battle."
Just two simple sentences.
When it reached Jiang Ziya's ears, it was like heavenly music!
Jiang Ziya felt as if he had been granted a pardon and was so excited that he kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
As the water mirror gradually dissipated, silence returned to the large tent.
Jiang Ziya exhaled a long breath, and finally a smile appeared on his old face for the first time in days.
Li Jing's nephew possessed a golden, exquisite pagoda.
As soon as Li Jing arrives, Nezha will have no choice but to go into battle!
In addition, there were his two junior disciples, Jinzha and Muzha.
Four True Immortals in battle!
At that time...
Xiqi will never again be suppressed by Gu Xuan alone.
……
at the same time.
The main camp of the Shang army, the central command tent.
The atmosphere inside the tent was solemn and dignified.
The four Mo brothers stood on either side of the main tent.
Gu Xuan stood quietly beside Mo Liqing.
In the center of the large tent, an ancient bronze mirror floated silently in mid-air.
The mirror surface shimmered with light.
Suddenly, the bronze mirror shone with a dazzling light.
A majestic and imposing figure slowly emerged from the light.
"This humble general pays his respects to the Grand Tutor!"
The four Mo brothers stepped forward together.
Gu Xuan also stepped forward, bowed his head, and said in a deep voice, "This humble general, Gu Xuan, pays his respects to the Grand Tutor."
In the bronze mirror.
Wen Zhong's imposing gaze, though not angry, first swept over the four kneeling Mo family generals.
Then, it moved slowly.
Gu Xuan landed steadily on Mo Liqing's side.
His hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, slowly clenched, his eyes fixed coldly on Jiang Ziya.
"They intercepted and killed my disciple, severely wounding Yang Jian."
"Even Senior Brother Yu Ding personally sent down a wisp of his spiritual manifestation—"
"Just a mere celestial being..."
"They actually managed to push Xiqi to this point?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's expression turned even more unpleasant.
I was so ashamed that I could hardly lift my head.
On the other side of the water mirror, lightning flashed in Yun Zhongzi's eyes as he forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest.
He was about to say something else—
Ran Deng raised his hand and gently waved it, interrupting Yun Zhongzi.
"If that's the case..."
The lamp slowly opened its mouth, its voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Send Li Jing down the mountain."
"Command Jinzha and Muzha to accompany and assist in the battle."
Just two simple sentences.
When it reached Jiang Ziya's ears, it was like heavenly music!
Jiang Ziya felt as if he had been granted a pardon and was so excited that he kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
As the water mirror gradually dissipated, silence returned to the large tent.
Jiang Ziya exhaled a long breath, and finally a smile appeared on his old face for the first time in days.
Li Jing's nephew possessed a golden, exquisite pagoda.
As soon as Li Jing arrives, Nezha will have no choice but to go into battle!
In addition, there were his two junior disciples, Jinzha and Muzha.
Four True Immortals in battle!
At that time...
Xiqi will never again be suppressed by Gu Xuan alone.
……
at the same time.
The main camp of the Shang army, the central command tent.
The atmosphere inside the tent was solemn and dignified.
The four Mo brothers stood on either side of the main tent.
Gu Xuan stood quietly beside Mo Liqing.
In the center of the large tent, an ancient bronze mirror floated silently in mid-air.
The mirror surface shimmered with light.
Suddenly, the bronze mirror shone with a dazzling light.
A majestic and imposing figure slowly emerged from the light.
"This humble general pays his respects to the Grand Tutor!"
The four Mo brothers stepped forward together.
Gu Xuan also stepped forward, bowed his head, and said in a deep voice, "This humble general, Gu Xuan, pays his respects to the Grand Tutor."
In the bronze mirror.
Wen Zhong's imposing gaze, though not angry, first swept over the four kneeling Mo family generals.
Then, it moved slowly.
Gu Xuan landed steadily on Mo Liqing's side.
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"This disciple truly... has no other options..."
On the other side of the water mirror.
After hearing this, Yun Zhongzi's face darkened.
His hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, slowly clenched, his eyes fixed coldly on Jiang Ziya.
"They intercepted and killed my disciple, severely wounding Yang Jian."
"Even Senior Brother Yu Ding personally sent down a wisp of his spiritual manifestation—"
"Just a mere celestial being..."
"They actually managed to push Xiqi to this point?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's expression turned even more unpleasant.
I was so ashamed that I could hardly lift my head.
On the other side of the water mirror, lightning flashed in Yun Zhongzi's eyes as he forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest.
He was about to say something else—
Ran Deng raised his hand and gently waved it, interrupting Yun Zhongzi.
"If that's the case..."
The lamp slowly opened its mouth, its voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Send Li Jing down the mountain."
"Command Jinzha and Muzha to accompany and assist in the battle."
Just two simple sentences.
When it reached Jiang Ziya's ears, it was like heavenly music!
Jiang Ziya felt as if he had been granted a pardon and was so excited that he kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
As the water mirror gradually dissipated, silence returned to the large tent.
Jiang Ziya exhaled a long breath, and finally a smile appeared on his old face for the first time in days.
Li Jing's nephew possessed a golden, exquisite pagoda.
As soon as Li Jing arrives, Nezha will have no choice but to go into battle!
In addition, there were his two junior disciples, Jinzha and Muzha.
Four True Immortals in battle!
At that time...
Xiqi will never again be suppressed by Gu Xuan alone.
……
at the same time.
The main camp of the Shang army, the central command tent.
The atmosphere inside the tent was solemn and dignified.
The four Mo brothers stood on either side of the main tent.
Gu Xuan stood quietly beside Mo Liqing.
In the center of the large tent, an ancient bronze mirror floated silently in mid-air.
The mirror surface shimmered with light.
Suddenly, the bronze mirror shone with a dazzling light.
A majestic and imposing figure slowly emerged from the light.
"This humble general pays his respects to the Grand Tutor!"
The four Mo brothers stepped forward together.
Gu Xuan also stepped forward, bowed his head, and said in a deep voice, "This humble general, Gu Xuan, pays his respects to the Grand Tutor."
In the bronze mirror.
Wen Zhong's imposing gaze, though not angry, first swept over the four kneeling Mo family generals.
Then, it moved slowly.
Gu Xuan landed steadily on Mo Liqing's side.
His hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, slowly clenched, his eyes fixed coldly on Jiang Ziya.
"They intercepted and killed my disciple, severely wounding Yang Jian."
"Even Senior Brother Yu Ding personally sent down a wisp of his spiritual manifestation—"
"Just a mere celestial being..."
"They actually managed to push Xiqi to this point?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's expression turned even more unpleasant.
I was so ashamed that I could hardly lift my head.
On the other side of the water mirror, lightning flashed in Yun Zhongzi's eyes as he forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest.
He was about to say something else—
Ran Deng raised his hand and gently waved it, interrupting Yun Zhongzi.
"If that's the case..."
The lamp slowly opened its mouth, its voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"Send Li Jing down the mountain."
"Command Jinzha and Muzha to accompany and assist in the battle."
Just two simple sentences.
When it reached Jiang Ziya's ears, it was like heavenly music!
Jiang Ziya felt as if he had been granted a pardon and was so excited that he kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
As the water mirror gradually dissipated, silence returned to the large tent.
Jiang Ziya exhaled a long breath, and finally a smile appeared on his old face for the first time in days.
Li Jing's nephew possessed a golden, exquisite pagoda.
As soon as Li Jing arrives, Nezha will have no choice but to go into battle!
In addition, there were his two junior disciples, Jinzha and Muzha.
Four True Immortals in battle!
At that time...
Xiqi will never again be suppressed by Gu Xuan alone.
……
at the same time.
The main camp of the Shang army, the central command tent.
The atmosphere inside the tent was solemn and dignified.
The four Mo brothers stood on either side of the main tent.
Gu Xuan stood quietly beside Mo Liqing.
In the center of the large tent, an ancient bronze mirror floated silently in mid-air.
The mirror surface shimmered with light.
Suddenly, the bronze mirror shone with a dazzling light.
A majestic and imposing figure slowly emerged from the light.
"This humble general pays his respects to the Grand Tutor!"
The four Mo brothers stepped forward together.
Gu Xuan also stepped forward, bowed his head, and said in a deep voice, "This humble general, Gu Xuan, pays his respects to the Grand Tutor."
In the bronze mirror.
Wen Zhong's imposing gaze, though not angry, first swept over the four kneeling Mo family generals.
Then, it moved slowly.
Gu Xuan landed steadily on Mo Liqing's side.