Feng Qi and Feng Shangxian both turned back and looked at the furious clan elders.

Feng Qi sat down first, frowning, and carefully considered the solution he had thought of.

If you are afraid of this or that, then why bother looking for a big move?

"Tomorrow morning, I will personally go to see the prince. If he is willing, it is a good thing. If he is not willing, then prepare for the worst." At this time, the voice of the elder of the clan echoed in the hall.

The so-called 'worst plan' is to ask the emperor, but several elders all know the character of Elder Clan Rules. He is very sinister, and his words are nice, but if he does it, it will not be so easy.

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Neither Feng Qi nor Feng Shangxian spoke.

The other two elders were secretly anxious, hoping that Mu Lingjun would not agree to the clan rules elders. Otherwise, if Feng Yunmo was really brought back, then the clan rules elders would be able to leave Feng Yunmo behind as a matter of course.

His two regiments.

However, neither of them is willing to come forward in person, because Mu Lingjun is not someone to be trifled with. If he says well, just saying "I don't want to" will send you away. Whether he says well or not, it's a matter of putting a sword on your neck.

…

Although the two of them were anxious, they could not change the facts.

The clan leader smiled, his expression a little better than during the discussion just now. He considered the words of the clan elder, then nodded and said, "Okay, it's settled."

*

Early in the morning, the sound of two swords striking each other came from the back garden.

Mu Lingjun and Feng Hantian would practice Xuan Qi, strengthen their bodies, and compete in swordsmanship every morning in the back garden.

Not long after, there will be the three major college admissions conferences. Those who have not ascended to the divine throne in Luoxuan Continent must go to the college for further study every three years.

Even a seventh-grade Zixuan master like Mu Lingjun needs to go to the academy for further training every three years.

There was a "crow" and the sound of the sword being swung to the ground.

Feng Hantian looked at his sword being thrown to the garden by Mu Lingjun. With a smile on his face, he clenched his fist and lowered his head and said, "Prince, your swordsmanship has improved again."

"Ha." Mu Lingjun placed two fingers on the silver sword body and slowly slid it from the head to the tail: "It's you who have regressed."

At this time, Eunuch Li, who had been waiting in front of the gate of the back garden, stepped forward and reported: "Prince, at the Law Enforcement Hall, the clan elder said that he has something urgent to do with you."

"Is it important?" Mu Lingjun narrowed his eyes, feeling a little confused.

"Yes." Eunuch Li said in a long voice.

"No." Mu Lingjun simply refused.

Eunuch Li bent down and replied respectfully: "Then this slave is going to repay you."

Mu Lingjun folded his sword and came to the pavilion on the lake in the back garden. The palace maid presented the prepared cakes with both hands. Mu Lingjun waved her hand and retreated.

The palace maid put the cakes on the table and exited the pavilion.

Mu Lingjun sat down, pointed to the stool next to him and said, "Would you like to sit down too?"

"Yes." Feng Hantian was about to sit down when a loud call suddenly came: "Prince, the elder of the Clan Law Enforcement Hall wants to see His Royal Highness."

Mu Lingjun frowned and looked at the clan elders kneeling on the ground on the other side of the lake, kowtowing and calling, and he felt quite angry in his heart.

Feng Hantian suddenly turned around, glanced at the other side, and said in a low voice: "When did the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall become so ignorant of the general situation?"

"Summon him in." Mu Lingjun held up the cup and took a sip of warm water.
Chapter completed!