novelraw Chapter 1011 1009: Make Peace? Impossible!
Chapter 1011 1009: Make Peace? Impossible!
The crowd turned around.
Mo Yunsheng was rushing over.
"Sheng'er?" The middle-aged man muttered.
He seemed a little surprised that Mo Yunsheng was involved in this affair.
"Uncle." Mo Yunsheng bowed respectfully in front of the middle-aged man. "This matter has little to do with Old Feng. It's all caused by him."
After speaking, he pointed at Lin Fan.
The middle-aged man's sharp gaze turned to Lin Fan, cold as frost, sharp as a sword.
He looked him up and down, unable to see anything special.
Just an ordinary young man.
His cultivation realm was only that of a Third Rank Saint Emperor, an existence like an ant.
Why would Sheng'er point the finger at him? Sheng'er was a Half-step Lower Heavenly Venerate, why would he be entangled with someone like this?
"And you are?" the middle-aged man asked coldly.
"He's my friend!"
The crowd was all surprised when Mo Ningxiang suddenly spread her arms, standing in front of Lin Fan.
"Xiang'er?"
The middle-aged man was puzzled again. Why was Xiang'er mingling with someone like this?
"What are you doing? I did nothing."
Mo Ningxiang blushed instantly. She was extremely worried, fearing that her father or Old Feng might harm Lin Fan.
So, even if her father just glanced at him, she reacted very strongly.
"Dad... this matter... is a misunderstanding..."
The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, scanning the crowd seriously.
Noticing varied expressions, minds heavy with thoughts.
It seemed this matter couldn't be explained in a few words.
This place had too many people, rumors could spread.
"Let's head to the main hall first."
With those words, the figure became elusive again.
Within half a breath, he disappeared.
The main hall is the largest building of the Xuan Clan, capable of accommodating millions.
After all, ranking third among the Twelve Ancient Clans, the main hall was naturally awe-inspiringly grand and magnificent.
On the way, Lin Fan learned the name of the middle-aged man.
Mo Chen.
Sure enough, as the name suggested, ruthless, calm, merciless, decisive...
He was already a Middle Heavenly Venerate Eighth Layer.
No wonder Feng Qingshui was as obedient as a mouse meeting a cat upon seeing him.
The main hall was empty and silent.
Lin Fan observed around, thinking of Mo Yunsheng and Su Qiong's wedding to be held here in ten days.
Given the current situation, it seemed a wedding snatch was inevitable.
He had to survey the terrain in advance for the required preparations.
The crowd hurried, fearing the Clan Leader might grow impatient.
But Lin Fan was leisurely, as if relaxing on a sightseeing tour.
"Lin Fan, hurry up." Diwu Yun'er urged impatiently.
"Got it, got it, you all go ahead." Lin Fan waved impatiently.
Just as he was speaking, a shadow appeared before him.
It was Feng Qingshui.
"No rudeness in the main hall."
"I'm just taking a casual look at the grand main hall, is that not allowed?"
"Move."
Feng Qingshui uttered a word, following behind Lin Fan, acting as surveillance.
Lin Fan, with no choice, proceeded forward.
With Feng Qingshui following, he couldn't be too blatant, too noticeable, so he restrained his gaze, silently planning the escape route in mind.
"Uncle."
"Dad..."
"Clan Leader."
The crowd halted, bowed in salute.
Lin Fan hurriedly followed, bowing and calling out.
Mo Chen sat on the head seat, casting a cold, disdainful glance.
The head seat perched atop several tiers, overlooking, nothing could escape Mo Chen's eyes.
"Explain, what's going on? Today I remember is Xiang'er's birthday banquet, having invited hundreds of thousands of guests, how did it turn into this?"
As soon as he finished, Mo Yunsheng cut in.
Just like they say, the wicked person speaks first.
"Uncle! It's this ant who provoked first! Everything started because of him, if he hadn't caused chaos at the birthday banquet, this situation wouldn't have developed. So, Dad should punish this ant, execute him on the spot!"
Mo Yunsheng was agitated.
"Cousin, don't falsely accuse! Dad, it wasn't Lin Fan causing trouble at the birthday banquet, but Cousin made the first move."
Mo Ningxiang quickly rebutted anxiously.
Mo Yunsheng sneered, looking at Mo Ningxiang with an ambiguous gaze, "Ningxiang, why are you so eager to make excuses for Lin Fan, what do you mean by this?"
Mo Ningxiang paused, angrily retorting, "Cousin, what do you mean by this?!"
"Who do you think you're siding with? What do I mean?"
"You... judged a gentleman with a vile heart!"
"Dear cousin is at a tender age, be cautious, don't let anyone fool you. Some people, despite their dignified looks, have nothing but bad intentions inside."
"Cousin... you..."
The two argued endlessly.
"Enough, both of you, stop it!" Mo Chen waved his hand, looking troubled. "I want to hear you speak."
He looked at Lin Fan, his gaze calm.
Lin Fan remained unfazed, his demeanor unruffled. But Mo Ningxiang and Diwu Yun'er, however, looked tensely at him, putting psychological pressure on him.
"Clan Leader, my name is Lin Fan. I'm from the Divine Wind Continent, here to find someone."
Mo Chen raised an eyebrow, showing a bit of interest.
This kid was intriguing, coming all the way from the Divine Wind Continent to the Sumeru Continent to find someone.
"Whom are you seeking?"
"Su Qiong."
Lin Fan replied unhurriedly.
Mo Chen obviously didn't expect Lin Fan to mention that name!
In shock!
Su Qiong was Mo Yunsheng's fiancée, set to marry in ten days!
Moreover, Su Qiong was the daughter of the Barbarian Clan's leader...
This kid was merely a Third Rank Saint Emperor ant, yet to come all the way to Xuan Clan to seek the woman already promised to another.
Hearing Lin Fan mention this name, Mo Yunsheng flew into a rage, leaping three feet high.
"Bullshit! Do you think you are?! To seek Su Qiong! She's my fiancée, my woman! Who do you think you are, to boast about seeking Su Qiong, right here in our Xuan Clan territory! You're flagrantly insulting me! An intolerable disgrace! If I don't kill you today, I don't deserve the surname Mo!" Mo Yunsheng pointed at Lin Fan's nose, cursing loudly.
"Sheng'er." Mo Chen called softly.
Mo Yunsheng was about to make a move but reined it in just at this call.
Lin Fan chuckled, "Seems like you'll have to change your surname today. How about being my son and taking the surname Lin instead?"
"Do you know Su Qiong?" Mo Chen asked.
"We met three years ago." Lin Fan replied.
Mo Yunsheng simmered, wanting to retort, but seeing Mo Chen's gaze, he shut his mouth.
"Why are you looking for her?"
"To take her away."
"Hahahaha!"
Suddenly, Mo Chen burst into loud laughter, resonating throughout the main hall.
Mo Yunsheng felt uneasy, Mo Chen's current attitude seemed unpredictable, seemingly showing some favor toward Lin Fan.
If he was to turn hostility into peace, that's absolutely impossible!
The humiliation received in the hall today must be avenged!
Otherwise, wouldn't it make him a laughingstock for the whole world?!
Wouldn't his shame of being cuckolded shine brightly for all to see?!
No, this absolutely must not be allowed to happen!
Mo Yunsheng's face twitched, his expression growing increasingly fierce.
"Uncle, Feng Yexuan was killed by this boy."
The laughter stopped abruptly!
A deadly silence!
A spine-chilling dead silence!