Chapter 67
"Mu Hanyan, I originally planned to give you some face. Since you don't know what to do, don't blame me for being merciless." Mu Feng said with a livid face, gritted his teeth.
"You still think about how you can protect your face. Don't run away to hide under the bridge for a night and get scolded again." Mu Hanyan glanced at Mu Feng from the corner of his eye, and said indignantly. , but his eyes were clearly filled with disdain.
"Arrogant, too arrogant, a mere first-order swordsman, how dare you make such arrogant words in front of a fifth-order swordsman, Lord Patriarch, is this how you educate future generations?" The elder slammed on the table and questioned Mu Ruian. .
In the Holy Court Continent, swordsmen are extremely honorable, and the ranks of swordsmen are also extremely strict. In formal meetings, low-level swordsmen must give priority to high-level swordsmen to salute, and there must be no disrespect in words. Otherwise, the beatings are all in vain, and no one will sympathize with them.
Of course, there are not so many rules for this kind of competition within the family, but a first-order swordsman in front of a fifth-order swordsman speaks wildly without even the least respect, and it does seem too arrogant and out of proportion. A few reprimands are also appropriate.
After all, the first elder was eager to find a chance to find Mu Ruian's bad luck, even if he used the topic to make fun of him, he would be happy in his heart to disgust him a few words.
"How to educate future generations is my own business. It seems that it has nothing to do with this competition. The matters between the younger generation, let them solve it themselves, and let them speak their own strength. Maybe we have to bully the small." Mu Ruian pushed back with a word, his expression still as indifferent as before.
"Alright, alright, let's do the test, Mu Feng, don't save face for him, just treat it like a normal test." The first elder was trying to teach people to be lax and disgusting Mu Ruian, but he was bullied by him. The small big hat pressed it over, feeling very unhappy, and said with a cold snort.
I sneered secretly in my heart: Anyway, when you are embarrassed in a while, I am too lazy to talk to you. I would like to see, when my family Mu Feng abuses your scumbag son like a dog in front of the whole family, what reason do you have to push three or four, and what reason do you have to hold on to that cutting pulse and washing marrow pill.
"Don't worry, Grandfather, I will do my best." Needless to say, Mu Feng was not ready to show any respect to Mu Hanyan, and walked towards the middle of the martial arts field with a long sword hanging from his waist.
Mu Hanyan also walked towards him, with such balanced footsteps and such a calm and calm expression.
"I made a bet, and I lose ten. I bet on Mu Feng to win. Has anyone else made a bet?" A young Mu's son in the crowd whispered. His name is Mu Nan, and he has always been out of temper, and he is the one who loves to join in the fun.
This kind of competition within the family, even if it is not very serious, would not allow a junior to make trouble, but no one regards this as a close competition. In the end, it is to watch Mu Hanyan make a fool of himself It was embarrassing, so no one opened his mouth to stop it, and let him make trouble.
"Cut, who doesn't know that Mu Feng won, what else is there to gamble?" The other young Mu family members around said snorted.
"Would you like to lose 100, did anyone place a bet?" Mu Nan continued.
"It's useless to lose a thousand dollars. Who will bet with you when you know you will lose?" Others said, looking at Mu Cheng like an idiot.
"Mucheng, would you like to play with me?" Mu Nan asked Mucheng.
"What are you playing?" Mu Cheng was still in a trance, didn't hear what he said, and raised his head blankly.
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