Magic Punk

Qian Ying stood up calmly. Facing her grandfather's spring-like smile and words, the girl's face did not change at all.

She didn't even move a step, but quietly looked at Qian Mu's majestic and cold old man's face.

Qian Mu thought of a possibility, and the expression on his face couldn't help but become a little cold: "Aying, what do you mean?"

Xuanyi smiled, walked to Qian Ying's side, and looked at Qian Mu: "Your Majesty has already saluted. Sir, how can you not return the gift?"

The place was in an uproar, with countless people whispering behind Qian Mu.

Yes, Qian Ying saluted Qian Mu because Qian Mu was her elder, but equally, as the crown prince's concubine and Qian Ying's attendant, Qian Mu should also return the favor.

This is in line with the rules.

But under normal circumstances, such rules would be ignored in private situations. After all, it is unethical for a grandfather to salute his granddaughter.

But now it is obviously not an ordinary situation.

Qian Ye said coldly from behind Qian Mu: "There is no conflict between a father and his son. In the whole world, is there any reason for a grandfather to salute his granddaughter?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a strong gust of wind coming towards him. The figure of the young man in black came towards him like a ghost. His whole body was silent and he did not make any noise. Qian Ye himself was a powerful person who could penetrate into the realm of painting. , otherwise he would not be favored by Qian Mu to become the successor of the head of the family, but now in front of the prince's servant, Qian Ye is a bit wary and does not dare to be arrogant, but the other party has no respect at all and dares to act brazenly.

With such a fleeting oversight, Qian Ye felt a burning pain on his face, and the crisp sound echoed in the courtyard on this mid-spring morning.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, Qian Ying's attendant dared to step forward and slapped Qian Ye mercilessly with his hand.

What's even more incredible is that although the other party's figure was as fast as a ghost, everything was over by the time everyone noticed it, and they could only see a fleeting shadow and the clear and reverberating sound of applause, but Qian Ye was clearly aware of it. He was a strong man in the Dongxuan Realm, how could he be succeeded by such despicable means?

Even Qian Mu didn't react.

He is a demigod above Dongxuan, so of course he sees the other party's actions, but Qian Mu also knows that the attendant beside Qian Ying is only at the Dharma Realm, and there is still a clear gap between him and Dongxuan. In the realm of cultivation, there is a huge gap at each level. The so-called battle between Dharma and Dongxuan is a fantasy under normal circumstances, and Qianye is not the kind of cultivation waste that is purely built behind closed doors based on resources and talent. .

Therefore, Qian Mu did not stop him. He only hoped that Qian Ye would know the appropriateness and teach this guard who did not know the heights of heaven and earth a small lesson.

After all, Qian Ye has always known propriety.

But Qian Mu didn't expect that it would be the other party who finally gave him the right measure. That loud slap was undoubtedly a slap on his face.

However, if there was no one here, Qian Mu would have already taken action with anger. Even if he did not kill the opponent, he would seriously injure him with one move as a punishment.

But Qian Mu couldn't.

Because this was in his own manor, and in front of the prince's servant, Qian Mu could contact Qingyi Zhifeng to intercept the prince's servant's convoy on the road, but if the other party really arrived in front of his door, Qian Mu would not be able to do anything. Can't do it.

It's okay to fight openly and secretly, and it's okay to hide things from the truth, but Qian Mu really doesn't want to completely fall out with His Highness in public.

Qian Mu's thoughts were spinning like lightning, and the skin on his face twitched slightly. It wasn't that the old man had poor self-control, but that his son was openly humiliated in front of him, and no one with the best self-control could bear it.

Before Qian Mu could speak, Xuan Yi himself had returned to the distance and remained motionless. It seemed that he had done nothing just now, but Qian Ye himself came up to touch his palms.

The young man took off the white glove on the right hand that he had just hit, and threw it on the ground. Then he slowly took out a glove and put it on, as if he was a little disgusted that he had dirty his hands when he hit the other person in the face.

"As you just said, a king is a father and a son, and there is no conflict between them."

"So when two adults are talking, you, a child, have no role to interfere."

Saying this, Xuanyi had already put on his gloves again, and just threw the one on the ground casually. He bent down to Qian Mu and saluted: "I have taken the liberty to discipline the minister. Please forgive me."

How can this forgive sins, and how can this not forgive sins?

Qian Mu felt that his sanity had been challenged the most, and he had never suffered such humiliation in his life.

At the same time, a white glove was thrown straight towards Xuanyi, flying towards Xuanyi's chest. The glove was originally a light thing, not much heavier than a feather, but at this time it was as powerful as a hidden weapon, fast and Yes, bring the wind.

Xuanyi turned around, took the white glove calmly, looked at it and threw it to the ground. Opposite him, Qian Ye could no longer maintain his usual gentleness and looked at Xuanyi with splitting eyes: "Incompetent rat, I invite you to a duel."

"What kind of skill is a sneak attack out of thin air!"

Xuanyi smiled, then looked at Qian Mu: "Is this what the Minister also meant?"

Qian Mu didn't squint his eyes: "In this world, you only have one breath to live. The dog cannot bear to be humiliated, and there is nothing I can do for you."

"And." Qian Mu looked at Qian Ying: "Your bodyguard is so arrogant. May I ask where he came from?"

There was a quiet threat in Qian Mu's tone.

But Qian Ying didn't say a word at all.

Because Xuanyi is here, she doesn't need to say a word at all.

Xuanyi laughed loudly, and then looked at Qian Ye in the distance: "It's really unlucky that the Dongxuan Realm bullies the Dharma Phase Realm."

"But I'm in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you for now, and I'm willing to accept a duel with you."

Saying this, Xuan Yi raised his hand and pulled down the mask on his face, revealing his true face underneath, and then looked at Qian Mu: "Don't you want to know my origin, sir? Now that you know, is there anything you want to say?"

Qian Mu looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who suddenly appeared in front of him, and felt panic in his heart. He immediately knelt down to the Crown Prince and lowered his head to the ground: "Qian Mu was blind and did not know that the Crown Prince was coming. He missed the arrival of the Crown Prince and neglected His Highness. Please punish him."

Although after Qian Mu knelt down, the guards and family members behind him kowtowed to Xuanyi, only Qian Ye stood there unwillingly, trembling all over.

He didn't expect that that weird man was really the person he couldn't mess with.

Xuanyi looked at Qian Ye with a smile as bright as spring breeze, but Qian Ye felt no warmth at all, only shame and anger.

"I accept your duel. After all, even if you ask my father for a duel, my father will usually not refuse."

"It's just." Xuanyi looked at the other party with a mocking look on his face.

"Don't you like it when I slap you in the face?"

"Now, hit me three times first. I'll be happy if you hit me. Then we'll talk about the next step."

The boy's smile was innocent.

"Okay?"