Chapter 269 It's All Your Blame

"Serving the first sect, I dare not say it is hard." Daoist Xiu Yi replied, "It is my dereliction of duty that I have not been able to find out the exact whereabouts of the sacred objects."

"Xiu Yi's words are wrong. It's been a hundred years since I was the first to search for a holy object. It's normal for you, master and apprentice, to fail to find it. How can I blame you?" Nangong Lingqi said.

"Thank you, Master, for your understanding."

"Today's competition, I'm here to watch your performance." Nangong Lingqi said, "You're just a junior, so I shouldn't be able to stop you, my respected Daoist Xiuyi."

"Sect Master, please don't worry, I won't disgrace our first sect." Daoist Xiu Yi also had a smile on his face, looking humble.

In fact, in his heart, he probably scolded Nangong Lingqi all over.

Who doesn't know that he wants to see him make a fool of himself, and wants to deal with him quickly?

"I heard that you were assassinated last night? The assassin was the general of the Huben army? You don't have any?" Nangong Lingqi asked again.

"It's nothing serious, it's just a small misunderstanding. Although General Qin is excellent, he's still younger, so it's not enough to hurt me." Taoist Xiu Yi replied evasively.

Regarding what happened last night, Daoist Xiu Yi chose to make a big one into a small one, not because he had a good temper, but because he didn't want to offend the court at this time.

"It turned out to be just a misunderstanding, and it's fine. I heard that General Qin was still in a coma and didn't wake up today, so I was very worried." Gong Lingqi said.

These two people came and went, played Tai Chi, and the matter passed like this.

"Then Miss Su Family, why haven't you come yet? Could it be that you are afraid?" Nangong Lingqi said.

"If she doesn't come, she will lose, and I will spare her life. If I go to look for Su Cheng again, she can't stop me anymore." Taoist Xiu Yi replied.

Taoist Xiu Yi doesn't really want to fight Su Wanyi, his goal is Su Cheng.

"When she comes, she will die. Everyone is afraid of death, and she, Su Wanyi, is no exception." Zuo Runzhi said.

Speaking of Su Wanyi, Zuo Runzhi's eyes lit up.

The onlookers at the scene also waited impatiently at this time.

"Is Su Wanyi too timid to come?"

"Probably yes, I'm afraid of death!"

"If you don't dare to compare, don't agree! What a shame!"

"..."

Seeing that the appointed time was approaching, and Su Wanyi hadn't seen anyone yet, the voices of guessing became louder and louder.

"Let's go! Let's go! Hurry up! Please make way!"

At this time, a woman's voice came from the end of the crowd, and she struggled through the crowd and ran towards the tightly surrounded Xuanwu Terrace.

The person who came was Su Wanyi who was almost late.

Still holding Dai Bao in his hand, Dai Bao was busy wiping his mouth.

"It's all your fault, you little bastard. It took me a long time to eat a bowl of hot noodle soup, and my old lady almost couldn't catch up!"

For Su Wanyi, no matter how important the occasion is, she must feed her belly first.

Originally, there was enough time, but because Daibao ate a bit slowly, taking small bites, they were much later than expected.

"Obviously it's mother who got up late!" Dai Bao muttered in a low voice.

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With much effort from the boss, Su Wanyi finally got over the crowd, climbed over the steps, and came to the Xuanwu Stage.

Phew—he took a long breath, fortunately he caught up.

The attention of everyone under and around the Xuanwu stage is now on the pair of mother and son who arrived late.

What should I say about them?