"My father had always acted with thunderous decisiveness, cutting through tangled messes with a swift blade." Fengting Haolong followed as well, saying with a smile.
"Including that kind of thing?" Li Tianming asked curiously.
"Damn it." Fengting Shengwu glared at Li Tianming and shouted, "You little foreign brat, how dare you offend the Hunyuan High Minister? Deal with him under military law—drag him out and behead him at once!"
"What are you all talking about? Why is it so lively?" Just then, Yue Li Lian came over from Zen Grandfather's side and asked curiously.
"N-Nothing." Fengting Haolong looked utterly embarrassed and could only cover for these two unreliable fellows.
But really!
Li Tianming felt that although the Feng brothers had very different personalities, they were actually quite good people.
He remembered that when they had first met, they had not paid him any attention. Li Tianming had thought he might end up fighting them, yet unexpectedly, they had become comrades fighting shoulder to shoulder at the Divine Treasury Assembly.
"Have you seen the Yue Li Young Minister?" Yue Li Lian asked the Feng brothers again.
"Didn't see him." Fengting Shengwu did not seem particularly concerned.
"Mm." Yue Li Lian said nothing more.
Li Tianming glanced at her. It was still a time of jubilant celebration. The entire main residence was filled with the resounding beat of gongs and drums, bustling beyond compare. It seemed that nearly all the important figures and their descendants had returned from the garrison posts. The Residence Gods, Hunyuan Marshals, and others from the various military residences had basically all arrived, apart from the thirteen military residences of the Divine Tomb Seat.
The group moved in grand procession toward the Hunyuan Army Tower.
By the time they arrived, quite a few people had already gathered before