People who came to "invite" Ming Shu soon arrived. Ming Shu supported herself on the railings of the inn and looked at the large crowd below in quite a pleasant mood. "So many people are here. It looks like I'm very important."
Hui Xue was totally speechless. She looked to Liu Feng, who was squatting on the beam, and found the same helpless feeling in his eyes. Miss, they did not come to invite you to a feast. They are here to invite you to death, okay?
Could you take it a little more seriously?
"Miss." Hui Xue pulled on Ming Shu's clothes, not letting her leave. "You don't have to go downstairs."
Ming Shu patted Hui Xue's hand lightly and smiled. "They have come all the way to invite me, how can I not go, right? That would be impolite." There must be a big show, I'm not gonna miss it .
"Miss!" Hui Xue stamped her feet anxiously. "Those people don't have kind intentions. What should we do if something unexpected happens? You're the master of Death Valley. You have to keep yourself safe."
There was only one disciple in Death Valley for each master. Now that the old master had passed away, and the Miss hadn't gotten any disciples of her own, if something bad really happened to Miss... How should the Valley deal with that? Miss was behaving irresponsibly by risking her life, both to herself and to the Valley.
"Relax, I have nine lives!" Ming Shu said in a proud voice. "These people are not strong enough to hurt me."
If she didn't want to die, who could force her?
Naturally, Hui Xue could do nothing about Ming Shu. Soon they were dramatically escorted by the crowd to an open space in the center of Xiling.
At this time, the open space was surrounded by countless people from all the families around the city. Meanwhile, the golden serpent slithered over a building, its head held high, and gazed at the people below.
Feng Cheng stood in the middle of the crowd. He was surrounded by some old men, all of whom were sage-like in appearance and looked compassionate, with no worldly desires.
These people should be the so-called powerful predecessors.
Ming Shu walked into the circle of people with a calm smile, her red robe floating in the wind. She displayed no signs of fear or nervousness. She cast her mild gaze directly into everyone's eyes.
She looked like an innocent and harmless girl. The air seemed to move easier upon her arrival.
She was a person who obviously did not have powerful momentum, but her sense of presence was stronger than anyone else present.
All of the eyes were moving with the red-clad figure, some complicated, some regretful, some indifferent, hateful, jealous...
"Miss Zhi Po."
A middle-aged man from the Xiao family stepped forward and blocked Ming Shu.
Ming Shu stopped. "What do you want?"
The lord of the Xiao family quietly watched Ming Shu. This girl could stay calm even under such circumstances.
Lord Xiao took a few more steps forward and lowered his voice. "Miss Zhi Po, as long as you promise to treat Rufei, the Xiao family will help you handle this matter. This is a favorable transaction, what do you say?"
Since Feng Cheng could negotiate with the golden serpent, the Xiao family could also start another negotiation. That's why Lord Xiao could offer this suggestion to Ming Shu.
