Chapter 1075 Funeral Infighting (2)

For a moment, the atmosphere at the funeral became very tense, and it seemed that a fight might break out at any time. Indeed, for the members of the Mohist Guild, regardless of whether what Yan Sishui said was true or not, and whether Huai'an was the one who killed Du Fuwei, at least Molong couldn't escape.

The so-called no further investigation afterwards, in fact, how can it be so good? How many people can really let go of hatred? Often, people are easily blinded by hatred. Besides, the person who made the promise is already dead. Can his descendants and disciples really be so calm? Obviously difficult.

Mo Long was very calm and did not act aggressively. He could understand what Yan Sishui and the Mohist Guild disciples were doing. After all, if it were him, he might not be able to be so calm. "The competition between us and Senior Du was very fair. We agreed that life and death will depend on fate. However, if you want to take revenge, you can go after me. I, Mo Long, will take all of it." Mo Long said.

"Hmph, you beat my master with a conspiracy. You won't win by force. Now you are here to show off. What? Do you really think we can't deal with you? No one can stop you today, I will kill you, Avenge Master." Yan Sishui said firmly.

"Hey, the smell of sex is so strong, is this how you treat guests? We are just here to offer incense to Du Fuwei, how come blood is splashed on the spot?" Yan Dong was lukewarm. He said, "I am a notary for their martial arts competition. You doubt the result of the martial arts competition, do you also doubt me? Simply, you should kill me too."

Yan Dong is the head of the Demon Sect, and has absolute influence and power in the Northwest. Not to mention the current Mohist Guild, even if Du Fuwei is alive, he would not dare to go too far. Yan Dong's words instantly made the atmosphere more tense, but do those elders of the Mohist Guild really dare to touch Yan Dong? Obviously not dare. Besides, people came to pay homage to Du Fuwei, and if he wanted to kill someone here, if word got out, the Mohist Guild would lose face. What face will there be to gain a foothold in the arena in the future?

Cha Huai'an hurriedly stepped forward, smiled apologetically, and said, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Mo, please don't take offense. My senior sister was also caused by a momentary bad mood. I hope you will forgive me." Looking at Yan Sishui, he said: "Senior Sister, today is Master's funeral, let's not cause trouble, lest Master and the old man will not be at peace underground."

"Cha Huai'an, you don't need to pretend to be a good person here. You can't get rid of your responsibility for Master's death. Hmph, you clearly colluded with Mo Long, and you killed Master." Yan Sishui said sharply, "Today you must give everyone a Confess, kill yourself in front of Master's spirit."

Yan Sishui's behavior made the atmosphere of the scene extremely awkward in an instant, and the elders of the Mohists Guild were all very angry. Anyway, today is Du Fuwei's funeral, and Yan Sishui did not know how to make trouble at this time , won't he become the laughing stock of the people in the world from now on? Indeed, on this point, Yan Sishui is completely inferior to Cha Huaian. What happened last time had already made Yan Sishui disliked by the elders of the Mohist Guild, and now they are acting like this again, which makes them hate Yan Sishui even more. Those who originally supported Yan Sishui were embarrassed and sighed silently.

"Senior Sister, you are simply making trouble for no reason. Today is Master's funeral, what are you talking about if you go on like this? What do you want me to do?" Cha Huai'an said with a heartbroken look.

"How to do it? Hmph, don't you understand how to do it? Do you think I don't know what plan you have in mind? Isn't the purpose of you uniting Ye Qian and Mo Long to kill Master? It's a pity, Master said long ago that the position of giant in the Mohist Guild belongs to me, so your calculations have come to nothing, right?" Yan Sishui snorted coldly and said, "If you really feel a little bit guilty, you can Obediently obey the master's arrangement, don't think about competing for the position of the giant of the Mohist Guild, and repent to the master."

Those words lowered one's reputation even more, and the guests present also started to talk about it one after another. At the master's funeral, they actually scrambled for power, which made their favorability for Yan Sishui drop sharply. On the contrary, they all began to sympathize with Cha Huai'an.

"Senior Sister, today is Master's funeral. Is there anything we can't talk about after the funeral? If you want to be a giant of the Mohist Guild, do what you want. There is no need to frame me here. There are so many people here, everyone is watching It's clear, who is right and who is wrong, don't you understand? I don't want to argue with you, I just finish Master's funeral properly so that Master can go there with peace of mind." Cha Huai'an said. With a few simple words, Cha Huai'an completely established his image as an extremely respectful teacher, which made his prestige even higher and higher.

"Cha Huai'an, you don't need to speak so nicely. Master has always treated me like his own daughter. I will never see him die so wrongly. Today, I will avenge Master." Yan Sishui said sharply.

"Shut up!" Wu Qing shouted angrily, "Yan Sishui, what do you want to do? If you don't let me get out of the way, it's just nonsense. You have completely embarrassed the Mohist Guild."

For Wu Qing's choice not to help him that day, Yan Sishui originally held a grudge in his heart, but at least Wu Qing chose not to help him at that time, which is more or less justified. But now, Wu Qing is clearly helping Cha Huai'an, how can Yan Sishui endure this. When she was about to attack, those seniors who supported Yan Sishui hurriedly gave her a wink, telling her not to act rashly for the time being.

Indeed, under such circumstances, if Yan Sishui continues to make trouble, it will only put her in a more unfavorable position. Yan Sishui snorted angrily, suppressed her displeasure, and backed away.

"Both, please!" Cha Huai'an made a gesture of invitation. Yan Dong and Mo Long nodded slightly, and stepped forward to offer incense to Du Fuwei. Cha Huai'an's face obviously had a hint of complacency. Molong's arrival was a bit unexpected, but it achieved a better effect. Judging from what happened just now, I'm afraid it was Mo Zhexing. Most people in the meeting will be on their side at this moment, right?

Neither Yan Dong nor Mo Long stayed here for long, and left after offering incense. Both sides are very clear that there will definitely be a fight between dragons and tigers. It is better to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. Wouldn't it be better to stay a little farther away and watch the performance here quietly?

As soon as the two left, Ye Hanhao, Ye Hanrui and Ye Hanting from the Ye family walked in, bowed and offered incense to Du Fuwei. Then the descendants of the Ma family also came in to offer incense, and the scene gradually became lively. Almost all the major ancient martial arts sects in China came, except for the Yunyanmen, which was already considered to be a serious blow.

Yan Sishui's face was always stern, looking very ugly. These so-called guests were all hypocrisy. In her opinion, these people might look a little sad on the surface, but in fact they were already happy in their hearts it took. However, because of what happened just now, Yan Sishui did not act too aggressively. Anyway, I don't have to wait too long, I have already made arrangements, as long as the time comes, no one can snatch away the giant of the Mohist Guild, and I can avenge Du Fuwei openly. Glancing at Wu Qing, Yan Sishui's eyes flashed a trace of hostility. To Wu, Yan Sishui now wished to kill him sooner rather than later. He turned his eyes slightly and looked at a young man behind Wu Qing. The young man seemed to nod his head unintentionally, without any change in expression.

"A guest is here!" The emcee's voice sounded again, and everyone's eyes turned involuntarily, only to see two young men walking in slowly from the door. It was Ye Qian and Jin Weihao who rushed back from Country S. The two had just got off the plane, and they didn't make any stops, so they took a taxi and rushed over.

Ye Qian glanced casually, and when he saw Ye Hanhao and others, he nodded slightly. Then his eyes turned to Yan Sishui, the latter was furious at this moment, and the sternness in his eyes could be clearly felt. Finally, it fell on Cha Huai'an, who nodded slightly. Ye Qian secretly smiled, thinking, this Cha Huai'an and Yan Sishui are quite tolerable, they are here to act on the spot, but they haven't moved yet, he just thought it was too late.

Walking forward slowly, Ye Qian lit three incense sticks, bowed, and said, "Old Du, do you still remember our original agreement? If you lose in the martial arts competition, then the Mohist's Guild will be me." Yes, but now it seems that you can't control it anymore, hey, I wasted my time for nothing. But, if you see the current situation, I don't know if you will die or die?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Sishui could no longer contain the anger in his heart, roared, and punched Ye Qian. Ye Qian smiled lightly, flashed past him easily, and said, "Yan Sishui, what do you mean? I came to worship your master with good intentions, but you attacked me. Aren't you afraid that people in the world will laugh at you?"

"It was you, you killed my master, how could I let you go." Yan Sishui roared sharply. Seeing the people piled up behind Yan Sishui, Ye Hanhao and others and the Ma family also stood up one after another. "Who dares to touch my Ye family?" Ye Hanhao said sharply.

Ye Qian turned his head, took a look at Ye Hanhao, and smiled gratefully. If it was the past, Ye Hanhao would have wished for his early death, right? But now he is willing to protect himself, which makes Ye Qian very happy, at least, he has found that family affection.