The next morning.
Canglong Imperial Palace.
Countless ministers and generals brought their most outstanding sons into the imperial palace.
Today was the Canglong Dynasty's biggest event, the Enthronement Ceremony, with all officials entering the palace. It was the best opportunity for many ministers and generals to be promoted.
Outside the palace, three figures appeared in many people's sight, attracting the attention of countless minister sons.
"General Ye Haotian!" Voices rang out one after another.
Although everyone knew that after today, Ye Haotian would no longer be the Protector General, at least for now he still was, so they had to give him enough face.
Ye Haotian paid no attention to these people. He knew their ugly faces. He just kept walking towards the palace gate.
"Arrogant, what for?" After today, he would no longer be the Protector General of Feiyuncanglong. The Protector General could only be General Yue Guan of Yueguan Pass.
"Humph, he can only be complacent for a while. After noon, it will be time for his fall from power."
"What a pity, to have such a useless son."
At this moment, a deep and majestic voice sounded not far away.
"General Ye, I didn't expect you to be more impatient than me."
All eyes looked over. All the ministers unanimously gave way with respectful salutes.
"Greetings to General Yue Guan, Holy Son Yue Wuya."
The treatment was worlds apart from Ye Haotian's.
Ye Haotian stopped. Yue Guan and Yue Wuya slowly walked over behind him.
Yue Guan looked at Ye Haotian with a fierce grin. "General Ye, thank you for your guidance over the years, otherwise I wouldn't have reached my current position."
Ye Haotian's gaze turned cold. What position?
Yue Guan smiled indifferently. "General Ye seems to be out of the loop. Don't you know that last night, the Retired Emperor invited me and my son Yue Wuya, along with Beibingxing, to a night banquet?"
Ye Haotian's brows knitted. He said solemnly, "So what?"
Yue Guan shook his head and smiled contemptuously. "General Ye doesn't seem to know. Being invited by the Retired Emperor means something, doesn't it? So General Yue thinks he has secured the position of Protector General?"
A cold voice suddenly rang out.
At this voice, many people's expressions changed in shock.
Because it wasn't Ye Haotian who had spoken, but Ye Xiu standing next to him!
He actually spoke to Yue Guan in this manner!
Yue Guan's expression turned icy cold. His gaze, like a sword, swept over Ye Xiu. He sneered, "What do you think?"
Ye Xiu stared into Yue Guan's eyes. Yue Guan was a peak Star Force Realm Ninth Heaven powerhouse. Facing such a gaze, ordinary people wouldn't dare to meet his eyes, but Ye Xiu didn't move his eyes one bit.
There is a saying, "Those with wolf's heart and dog's lungs are destined to receive heaven's punishment!"
Boom!
These words exploded like a bomb among the crowd. The "wolf hearted" and "dog lunged" one Ye Xiu referred to was undoubtedly General Yue Guan!
Then Ye Xiu continued, "Oh right, I forgot to say, Yue Guan's son Yue Wuya may be the Holy Son, but in my hands, he can't withstand a single move."
Ye Xiu said it very casually.
The many ministers suddenly burst into loud laughter.
Yue Wuya unable to withstand a single move from Ye Xiu?
Simply preposterous!
Firstly, their identities: one was the Holy Son, the other an ordinary outer sect disciple who had been demoted.
Secondly, their strength: Yue Wuya was already at the peak of the Ninth Heaven of the Star Force Realm at just eighteen, with strength over 220,000 catties. He was absolutely top-notch among most Ninth Heaven geniuses of the same age, an undisputedly supreme monster talent.
Yet Ye Xiu actually said Yue Wuya couldn't withstand a single move?
Yue Wuya's expression instantly turned icy. This brat really was courting death with every word!
Yue Guan coldly laughed, not bothering with Ye Xiu. He looked at Ye Haotian and said, "General Ye, your son is born with a mental illness. I don't blame him, but I hope General Ye understands to watch your son's mouth, otherwise there may be consequences even you don't want to see."
Ye Haotian immediately grabbed Yue Guan's collar and glared at him. "Yue Guan, if you want to say it then say it to me directly! If you say another bad word about my son, don't blame me for taking action against you here!"
Majestic fighting intent erupted in an instant.
Ye Haotian was also a peak Star Force Realm Ninth Heaven powerhouse. In terms of strength, he was a bit stronger than Yue Guan.
Yue Guan removed Ye Haotian's hand. Why should he bother with someone about to be trampled underfoot? When he became Protector General, he could wantonly torment Ye Haotian and Ye Xiu.
Yue Guan sneered. "General Ye, rather than getting angry, why not enjoy your last moments? After today, you'll no longer be Protector General."
After saying this, Yue Guan directly left.
Ye Xiu watched Yue Guan's departing back, a strange cold smile emerging on his lips.
Father, don't worry. I'm no longer the old Ye Xiu. The current me has shed my skin.
When the enthronement ceremony happens, I will personally prove to everyone just how unable Yue Wuya is to withstand a single move!
I think so too. The young master's return this time has undergone earth-shattering changes. The general also heard yesterday that the young master comprehended the meaning within music. Such talent is definitely heaven-defying! Fan Tong firmly held the Green Dragon Blade as he spoke fervently.
Ye Haotian felt complicated, not because he didn't believe in Ye Xiu, but because he knew Yue Wuya's talent was indeed strong. At just eighteen, he had already reached the peak of the Ninth Heaven of the Star Force Realm, far surpassing most people of the same age.
"Let's go." Ye Haotian sighed.
The three of them came before two great halls. A eunuch came up.
"General Ye, many ministers and even His Majesty and the Retired Emperor have been waiting for you for breakfast. Please follow me."
Then, Ye Xiu and Ye Haotian/Fan Tong split up.
Ye Xiu was brought to the palace where many prince and princess were having breakfast.
Upon entering the hall, a heart-warming fragrance assailed his nose.
Ye Xiu looked up and when he saw the girl's appearance, his eyes suddenly turned icy cold.
It was her!
Cang Xuanyue!
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