Divine Seal: From a Greatsword to Conquering the Holy Demon Continent
Chapter 111

Saint Moon Palace Lord, Please Show Some Restraint!

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Ying Suifeng just kept silent.

Looking at his own Temple Master's uncertain expression, he decisively chose to be a mute at this time.

With Saint Moon's appearance at this moment, he suspected that he was not a quail, and he might be able to make Saint Moon become a real quail in the next second.

Regarding the matter related to the young lady, he felt that such a thing was very possible, and it was absolutely not outrageous for his Temple Master to do such a thing.

Saint Moon's mood was all focused on Cai'er at this time, so he had no extra thoughts to care about what Ying Suifeng was like at this time.

He frowned and pondered for a long time, looking at Cai'er who had fainted on the bed, and seeing the sudden look of pain on Cai'er's face, he was about to explode.

"Ying Suifeng, you are here to guard!"

"I'll go back as soon as I go. I'll go get that little guy named Long Haoyu!"

Saint Moon waved his hand, and could not tolerate any further delay, he must take action decisively.

Ying Suifeng, who had made up his mind to be a quail, saw what Saint Moon said and hurried to the door of the hotel room.

Saint Moon glared and said loudly, "Ying Suifeng, you want to stop me? Do you want to see Cai'er have problems?"

"Temple Master, no!"

Ying Suifeng spoke very quickly, "Temple Master, Long Haoyu is Knight Temple's person after all. You just go and bring Long Haoyu over. This is against the regulations!"

"And this is Holy City, not far away is Alliance Executive Government, Holy Knight Commander Han Qian of Knight Temple is in the ruling government!"

Saint Moon snorted and said angrily, "It doesn't matter if he Han Qian is Knight Temple Holy Knight Commander, I am still Assassin Temple's contemporary Temple Master!"

Despite being angry, Ying Suifeng's words still made Saint Moon calm down.

Looking back at Cai'er, he had an old face that was extremely twisted.

"Watch, I'll go find that old guy Han Qian and talk about these things!"

"I really owe them Knight Temple. The great-granddaughter I have raised for so many years is about to be abducted."

"Now I want to take away a little guy from Knight Temple, but I have to ask the old guy first!"

Saint Moon cursed and left the room, regardless of what Ying Suifeng thought of him. He was no longer the demeanor Assassin Temple Master should be.

Ying Suifeng was no longer surprised. He watched Saint Moon leave like this and sat on the stool in the room with peace of mind.

While looking at Cai'er who had fainted, he looked through the window at Saint Moon who had arrived outside the hotel.

"It seems that what Temple Master said really makes some sense."

"We Assassin Temple, do we really owe them Knight Temple?"

"The young lady suddenly became like this. With Temple Master's temper, why does it always feel like the calm before the storm?"

Ying Suifeng The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

As he followed what was going on at the moment, he always felt a sudden rush in his heart.

After all, he is also the leader of Vice Temple Master and Hero Hall of Assassin Temple, and he has also been on the front line against the invasion of Demon Race.

But now his mind just couldn't calm down, and the bad feeling kept lingering in his mind.

The feeling of being unsteady became even worse, and he hurriedly followed in the direction Saint Moon left.

Alliance Executive Government.

Han Qian looked at his grandson standing in front of him with an angry expression.

When he found out that his prickly grandson actually took the initiative to challenge Long Haoyu, he became furious.

This little brat really hasn't had a job for three days. He already has the strength of Fifth Order at such a young age, and he likes to challenge him even if he disagrees?

Just because I casually mentioned before that Long Haoyu is very talented and is Demon Hunt Squad Selection Competition the most advantageous contender for the top three this time?

Such a stinky thing, didn't he go to the battlefield to deliver food to Demon Race's army? I don't know when I will die!

Han Yu is currently a thorn in the side, but in front of his old man, he still dare not make any mistakes.

Looking down at Han Qian's angry face, he whispered softly, "Grandpa, I have also considered the challenge."

"After Long Haoyu and I both have a bye, I will definitely prove to you on the competition stage that I will definitely not be weaker than him Long Haoyu!"

"Grandpa, you all know my talent and my strength!"

Han Qian: "..."

Talent? strength?

When Han Yu said this, he couldn't bear to dampen his grandson's enthusiasm.

In front of Long Haoyu, it seems that his grandson is going to be crushed in all aspects, both in terms of talent and strength!

"Forget it, forget it, let's not mention these things. Then let this little guy suffer some losses."

"If this kid can grow up a little through this loss, maybe it would be a good thing, right?"

"At least, with this kid's current state, if he really enters Demon Race Battlefield, he may easily lose his life!"

Han Qian complained in his heart and analyzed his grandson's shortcomings. In order to let his grandson grow up as quickly as possible, he silently made such a decision in his heart.

Just when he had just implemented these decisions, he suddenly raised his head, and exquisite rays of light suddenly burst out from his old eyes.

Han Yu shivered in fright, couldn't help but take a step back, and then looked at his old man uneasily.

Han Qian didn't care what Han Yu's reaction was at this time, stared at a shadow and hummed coldly. "Saint Moon Palace Lord, do you people in the temple like to do things so secretly at the moment?"

Han Yu reacted and quickly looked towards the shadow.

The old and the young looked at each other, and the figures of Saint Moon and Ying Suifeng emerged from the shadows.

Ying Suifeng's expression was a little uneasy, but Saint Moon's expression was stinky.

As soon as Hajime appeared, he immediately looked at Han Qian with a very unkind look.

Han Qian frowned slightly. Seeing Temple Master and Vice Temple Master, the contemporary Assassin Temple, appeared at the same time, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Saint Moon Palace Lord, Ying Suifeng Vice Temple Master, you came to my place suddenly. Is there something important that cannot be discussed?" Han Qian asked.

Saint Moon snorted coldly, "I have taken a fancy to a person and plan to take him away from you Knight Temple. Come here and let you know now."

"Otherwise, I turned around and took the person away. You Han Qian should think that I relied on Ninth Order's strength to say that we Assassin Temple were bullying others too much."

Han Qian: "..."

"Saint Moon Palace Lord, you said that, don't you think it's too much to bully others?"

"Furthermore, regarding matters related to Assassin Temple and us Knight Temple, I think Saint Moon Palace Lord you should respect yourself first!"

"Nowadays, Six Great Sacred Temples, Saint Moon Palace Lord, your Assassin Temple, it seems that we, Knight Temple, are still suppressing us. I'm afraid the word "bullying others too much" is inappropriate!"

Saint Moon snorted coldly, "... I have already come over to say hello in advance, so this is not too much of a deception, and there is no need to be self-respecting!"

"I've said hello, I'm leaving now. Don't come and stop me, or I'll get in trouble with you!"

After saying these words, Saint Moon hurriedly planned to leave, as if he was just here to go through the motions.

Ying Suifeng was a little speechless because Temple Master was so overbearing and he smiled apologetically at Han Qian.

Han Qian was thoughtful, coughed twice and said, "Saint Moon Palace Lord, you want to take away one of our Knight Temple people, you should let me know who that person is!"

"Who are you planning to take away our Knight Temple?!"

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