"How dare you! You actually dared strike an elder of my Moving Wood Palace! Have you swallowed a bear's heart and a leopard's gall?" He Junyi, the so-called Grand Elder from last time, immediately roared and drove a savage palm strike at Wei Yixing.
Boom!
Wei Yixing ignored him and met the blow with a punch.
The Main Hall shook. He Junyi went hurtling into the wall, then rolled on the floor, vomiting blood.
At once, everyone from Moving Wood Palace fell silent as startled birds.
Although He Junyi was a fake Grand Elder, he was the hall master of Moving Wood Palace's outer palace, overseeing all its affairs.
His strength had even reached the Origin Gathering realm, yet he could not withstand a single punch from his opponent.
"Take a palm strike from me!" Zeng Wudao flew into a rage and raised his palm to attack.
But Mei Zhenhong spoke. "Calm yourself, Supreme Elder. Wait."
"Whatever you have to ask, Palace Master, ask quickly. I can't wait to start beating people," Zeng Wudao said furiously.
"Are you Tang Wen?" Mei Zhenhong looked at Tang Wen.
"I am," Tang Wen replied.
"Although you are a First-Rank Earl, you actually incited the Red River garrison to attack my Moving Wood Palace without authorization. My lord, surely you know that mobilizing an army without authorization constitutes rebellion, punishable by extermination of nine generations of your family?" Mei Zhenhong had slapped a formidable accusation on him.
"What do you mean, without authorization? I am Haisheng's wartime deputy marshal. Every officer and soldier in Sea Saint City is under my command," Tang Wen said evenly.
"Deputy marshal? When did you become a deputy marshal? Aren't you a First-Rank Earl?" He Junyi asked.
"Just recently, of course. His Majesty appointed him personally," Zhuang Qiyang said.