Not long after the waiter nodded and bowed, he saw Jun Wuxie and Dugu Ruoxue coming down from the second floor.
Seeing the empty hall and the food and wine in it, Jun Wuxie was stunned and pointed around: "There are only three people in total, why are you putting on such a big show?"
Feng Wuchen said, "Where are your subordinates from the Heavenly Evil Cult? They followed you all the way to Fuyao Palace and sacrificed their lives to die. You can't not even drink the water, right?"
Jun Wuxie stared at Feng Wuchen for a moment, then sighed: "You are really thoughtful!"
Immediately, he winked at the woman beside him: "Let them come over, don't let down my junior brother's good intentions!"
Dugu Ruoxue nodded, immediately took out a piccolo and put it to her mouth.
The low voice was melodious, but within a moment, several figures were seen moving around the city, converging on the restaurant where the three of them were.
"Your Highness the Saint!"
"Lord Protector!"
"Wuchen Tianzun!"
"..."
"No need to be polite, my junior brother is hosting a banquet today to reward you all. Let's eat and drink well. Let's relax!"
Upon hearing Jun Wuxie's words, all the Tianxie Cult disciples were immediately stunned. They were all at the door, not daring to move.
"The three adults are trying to offend me! How dare we be so rude!"
After all, they are all dead soldiers trained by the Tianxie Cult. In their understanding, they will obey the orders of their superiors, even if they risk their lives, how can they dare to expect anything in return?
Jun Wuxie chuckled lightly and looked at Feng Wuchen: "They are used to being cautious. You see..."
Feng Wuchen poured a glass of wine, stood up suddenly, raised his glass and faced everyone.
Everyone bowed down at the same time, not daring to raise their heads.
"Everyone! Before this, you and Fuyao Palace were enemies rather than friends! If you are able to come forward today, no matter what the reason is, I, Feng Wuchen, and Fuyao Palace will never forget this feeling! I also ask you all , give Mr. Feng some face! If you don’t sit down, I will give you this glass of wine.
Don’t drink!”
"this……"
While everyone was hesitating, Dugu Ruoxue suddenly walked out and smiled sweetly: "Since my junior brother is so determined, please don't insist anymore! Come in and sit down!"
After seeing Feng Wuchen's sincerity and being persuaded by Dugu Ruoxue, everyone finally stopped insisting.
"So... you three adults will forgive me for being so bold!"
"please……"
"..."
Not long after, the entire restaurant was filled with people from the Tianxie Sect.
After a few glasses of strong wine, everyone who was originally reserved gradually relaxed, and the whole restaurant became lively.
On the dining table in the center, Feng Wuchen got a glass of wine, raised his glass and looked at Jun Wuxie: "I respect this glass, senior brother!"
"good!"
After taking a swig, Jun Wuxie's eyes looked slightly pleased.
Then, a bit of sadness appeared in his eyes.
"Junior brother...in your heart, you must think that my senior brother is extremely unreliable, right?"
"Senior brother, why did you say this?"
Jun Wuxie sighed: "From the time you entered the school until now, I have never taught you anything... nor have I ever fulfilled my filial piety for the master. I have not even been able to even sit down for the master..."
As he said this, a few tears shone in the eyes of this dignified seven-foot-tall man.
"Actually...Master has never complained about you!" Feng Wuchen said suddenly.
Jun Wuxie's pupils trembled slightly, but he didn't speak. He just stared at Feng Wuchen without blinking, listening to the details.
Feng Wuchen said while drinking: "Actually, at the beginning, I really didn't understand why you wanted to marry the daughter of your enemy even though you were clearly the master's disciple.
Son, you even did not hesitate to betray the sect and turn against your fellow sects...but Master has always believed that you have never betrayed Fuyao Palace, and you will never become the devil that the world thinks of you as someone who deceives your master and destroys your ancestors!"
"Master...he...really said that?"
Feng Wuchen nodded: "Of course it is true! Master said that if you fail to teach, it is the fault of the father; if the teaching is not strict, it is the fault of the teacher! If you really do something wrong, can he tolerate you? For hundreds of years, he has never done so
Taking action to clean up the family shows that Master does not think what you are doing is wrong!"
Feng Wuchen had another cup of Drunken Moon Wine: "Moreover, the things you have done secretly over the years are not unknown to anyone. When Master passed away, you knelt outside Kunshan Mountain for a month!
I believe anyone who is not a fool can understand your position! It’s just that... the grudge between Fuyao Palace and the Tianxie Cult is too deep and cannot be resolved!"
Jun Wuxie smiled bitterly: "Before I met Ruoxue, I thought that everyone in Tianxie Cult was a murderous demon without blinking an eye! But after meeting Ruoxue, I found that I was wrong! Senior Brother
It is true that he died in the hands of the leader of Tianxie, but... wasn't Ruoxue's uncle also killed by Master Lu? When will retribution... these things happened thousands of years ago, why can't we let go of each other?
…”
After three rounds of drinking, Jun Wuxie started talking more and poured out all the bitterness of the past years.
"Haha... I, Jun Wuxie, am worthy of anyone, but the only one I am sorry for is Master... But I don't know when I will be able to visit his old man's grave in this life!"
But it's no wonder that Jun Wuxie sighed like this.
As Feng Wuchen said, the grudge between Tianxie Cult and Fuyao Palace is too deep.
It was so deep that it was impossible to resolve, especially in the eyes of those pavilion elders. As long as Jun Wuxie did not break away from Tianxie Cult, Fuyao Palace would not recognize him.
While feeling sad, Feng Wuchen suddenly thought of something.
"Speaking of
…There was an opportunity recently.”
Jun Wuxie's eyes immediately lit up: "What opportunity?"
Feng Wuchen said: "After one month, Fuyao Palace will hold a grand ceremony for the ancestor. At that time, many forces will come. I will send an invitation to Tianxie Sect!"
Jun Wuxie was overjoyed, but soon her face darkened: "The ceremony to send immortals? Publicize this matter...what exactly do you want to do?"
Feng Wuchen smiled mysteriously: "I have my own arrangements!"
Jun Wuxie was sensible enough not to ask any more questions, and immediately asked: "But will this make it difficult for you to do it?"
Feng Wuchen disagreed: "If it's hard to do, it's hard to do. Anyway, I made such a big noise this time, and those old guys are very dissatisfied with me..."
After saying that, Feng Wuchen simply broke the conversation and looked at Dugu Ruoxue who was beside Jun Wuxie.
Although Dugu Ruoxue is a fierce and decisive demon sect saint to outsiders, in front of Jun Wuxie, she is a docile little sheep.
The two brothers exchanged cups, and she kept watching without interrupting, which made Feng Wuchen have a good impression of this sister-in-law.
After looking at Dugu Ruoxue for a moment, Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows slightly.
When he was in Fuyao Palace, he felt that the woman's complexion was unnatural.
It's just because the woman's skin is so white that it's a bit sickly and bloodless.
Now that the two of them were only three feet apart, he could clearly feel a chill flowing through the woman's flesh and veins. It was this chill that made her look bloodless.
At this time, Jun Wuxie joked: "Although my wife is as beautiful as a fairy, she is still your sister-in-law..."
Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes at the man and asked, "What's the matter with the coldness in my sister-in-law's body?"
Chapter completed!