Gu Chunuan picked up the food and limped out of the kitchen. She didn't know where Wen Shaoyi lived.
But because she was carrying these meals, the disciples of the Tianfen Clan seemed to know that they were for Wen Shaoyi, and no one stopped her or questioned her.
Only a few disciples sneered and said, "Hey, what about the glorious young clan leader? His food is not as good as that of a low-level disciple."
"You said, if the young clan leader is deposed, who can take his place?"
"It's hard to say this, but the deputy clan leader is very popular. When the clan leader abdicates in the future, the position of the clan leader should be inherited by the deputy clan leader."
"It goes without saying that except for the deputy chief, who else has the qualifications to ascend to the position of chief. You guys should be more open-minded. You'd better know where you should stand. If you stand in the wrong position, ha..."
"Don't dare, don't dare, we know."
"Assuming you have the eyesight, go and tell the other disciples that we will support the deputy patriarch to the end."
"Yes yes yes."
Gu Chunuan's eyes narrowed.
It seemed that the civil war among the Tianfen clan had begun, and it might be more intense than she imagined.
As she walked, she memorized the terrain of the Tianfen Clan by heart.
As she walked, Gu Chunuan got a little lost, but she saw Wen Shaoyi on a palace.
Wen Shaoyi was dressed in white, and the breeze blew by, making his white clothes rustle, and his three thousand black hair flying in the wind, making him look elegant and elegant.
He stood in front of the palace as if he were an eternal statue. He remained motionless for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
Looking from Gu Chunuan's line of sight, Wen Shaoyi's back could be seen.
His back looked a bit worn and tired, as if he were an old man who had gone through countless winds, frosts and dust.
His back was very sad, and the entire palace seemed inexplicably sad. I didn't know what he was thinking. I could only see him staring blankly at the palace in front of him.
Chenyu Palace...
What kind of palace is this?
His bedroom?
This palace is solemn and elegant, with carved beams and painted pillars. It is unlikely to be a palace for living, and it is even less likely to match Wen Shaoyi's temperament.
It's more like a meeting hall.
Gu Chunuan was speechless.
Wen Shaoyi said nothing.
The atmosphere is fixed there.
The disciples of the Tianfen clan who were patrolling outside couldn't stand it anymore. They walked up to Gu Chunuan and said impatiently, "How did Manager Liu find someone? He just found an ugly and lame old woman to deliver food, but she is still a
Fool, you threw your food on the floor, get out of here and go wherever you came from."
Throw it on the ground?
This is an empty hall with not a single table. How can Wen Shaoyi eat on the floor?
It was absolutely impossible for a man as handsome as him to be banished to immortality to pick up such food from the ground.
Is it possible that he has been hungry since he returned to the Tianfen Clan?
These servants dared to neglect Wen Shaoyi in person, without giving him even a shred of respect. After all, Wen Shaoyi had no status in the clan.
Gu Chunuan was about to put down the food and finish the business first.
Suddenly, another group of people rushed from a distance.
As soon as Xu Qing, the leader, came out, he punched the disciple just now and said angrily.
"Yang Xiaoxiao, don't think that because you are the deputy chief, I don't dare to do anything to you. Open your dog eyes and see clearly. He is the young leader of our Tianfen tribe. Don't say that he has not been deposed now."
, even if he is deposed, he is still the son of the clan leader."
"Xu Qing, who do you think you are? How dare you hit me?"
"What's wrong with hitting you? I've tolerated you for a long time."
"Pa..."
Xu Qing punched him hard again, causing Yang Xiaoguo to vomit blood.