Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

Han Tai heaved a sigh of relief, bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you, Young Master Guanhai, for your tolerance."

The other strong men and geniuses of the Jinding Immortal Mansion saw that Li Guanhai was not angry and did not pursue the matter. Their hearts, which had been raised to their throats, all fell down, as if they had been pardoned.

Fortunately, thank God, Young Master Guanhai was broad-minded and generous, and did not hold grudges, otherwise the Jinding Immortal Mansion would face unimaginable difficulties next.

The guests of the other sects and the Immortal Mansion were all a little shocked to see that Li Guanhai was so easy to talk to.

As the young master of the Yunwei Division, his status is extremely noble, but he is so magnanimous, which is really rare.

Han Hao and his two siblings also looked at Li Guanhai with grateful eyes and nodded slightly to him.

Fortunately, the little brother's life was saved.

If Li Guanhai had shown a little displeasure just now, they believed that Han Tai would definitely give up Han Liang and save the Jinding Immortal Mansion at the first time.

The fate of being abandoned is only "death".

Li Guanhai said with a smile: "Master Han, you are too polite. Let's go inside. The guests are still waiting behind."

"Haha, okay, Master Guanhai, fellow Taoists, please come in."

Han Tai led everyone into the main hall. When he walked to the door of the hall, he turned his head and slapped Han Liang, who was lying in Han Hao's arms. The disappointment and disgust in his eyes were beyond words.

Li Guanhai never looked at Han Liang from beginning to end. He didn't take him seriously at all, let alone take him to heart.

And when he walked into the main hall, his lips curled up slightly.

In fact, before Han Tai hit Han Liang, the system prompt sounded.

[Ding! Successfully hit Han Liang, the son of luck, plundered 1000 points of luck, and obtained 4000 points]

After Han Tai took action, the system prompt sounded again.

[Ding! Successfully attacked the son of luck, plundered 1500 points of luck, and obtained 6000 points]

Listening to the pleasant system prompt sound in his ear, Li Guanhai shook his head secretly.

This son of luck really disappointed him. It can be said that he is the most hopeless and the most cowardly one among all the sons of luck he has met.

But he is the one with the deepest fortune.

In his body, there is a power that is so powerful that it is hard to describe and does not belong to this world.

With the help of the Eye of the Demon Lord, Li Guanhai saw that Han Liang's sea of ​​spirit, lungs, and sea of ​​qi had three streams of pure air, which were the highest and purest, pure and flawless.

As for the origin of these three streams of pure air, Li Guanhai did not know.

But this is not important. Even if the origin of these three streams of pure air is against the sky, they will not cause any waves if they fall into the hands of the coward, at least not for now.

Dealing with Han Liang is just a matter of convenience.

What Li Guanhai cares about is what the opportunity related to Han Liang will be.

"Master Guanhai, please take a seat."

Han Tai arranged Li Guanhai to sit in the upper seat, higher than everyone else and second only to him.

The guests returned to their seats one after another and raised their glasses to toast Li Guanhai.

The atmosphere in the main hall was quite harmonious, with laughter and joy.

But outside the main hall, it looked a bit desolate and shabby at the moment.

Han Liang, with snot and tears all over his face, fell into his eldest brother's arms, holding his hand tightly, and tremblingly said: "Why... why?"

Han Hao was very distressed to see his younger brother in such a miserable state, and shook his head and sighed: "Little brother, you... Alas, you still know too little about the situation outside."

Han Yao on the side echoed: "Yes, little brother, do you know who that young man was just now?"

"He is the Qilin young master of the Yunwei Division, known as the talent for deification, and is praised as the first person of the younger generation in the upper realm. His identity is extremely noble and his status is extremely transcendent."

"If you offend him, you will not have a good result."

The second brother Han Xian said: "Little brother , it's not that my second brother won't speak for you, it's just that I can't help you at all in that situation just now. "

"The gap between us and Young Master Guanhai is more than just a world of difference. I can't even say a word in front of Young Master Guanhai. Didn't you see that my father was polite to Young Master Guanhai?"

It would have been better if he didn't say this. After hearing this, Han Liang exploded immediately, opened his leaky mouth and said excitedly: "Why, I didn't do anything wrong, I just told the truth, why should I be humble to him, and father, he... why did he hit me!"

Speaking to the end, he was hoarse and his face became a little hideous.

Second sister Han Yao was afraid that he would cause trouble again if he continued to make trouble like this, so she said: "Big brother and second brother, let's send me back first."

"Okay."

Han Hao and Han Xian nodded in agreement, then carried Han Liang on their backs and flew to the interior of Jinding Xianfu.

What happened on the main peak spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. In just one hour, it spread throughout the Jinding Immortal Mansion.

At this moment, all the elders and disciples in the inner and outer gates, regardless of their positions, knew about the farce on the main peak just now.

After learning about this, everyone was extremely disgusted and listed Han Liang's faults, digging up the old accounts in the past, scolding him and saying that he was worthless.

In the past, Han Liang was notorious in the Jinding Immortal Mansion. After this incident, his reputation was even more notorious.

Many people have secretly agreed that after the Immortal Mansion martial arts competition is over, they must work together with the elders to pressure Han Tai to expel his youngest son who almost dragged the Jinding Immortal Mansion into ruin.

This time, no matter what, they can't be soft-hearted.

Han Hao and his two siblings sent the younger brother back to his residence.

Han Xian took out a jade bottle from the Qiankun Bag and handed it to Han Liang's mouth, "Little brother, this is the healing medicine refined by the second brother. Take it quickly."

However, Han Liang turned his head to the side and avoided his hand.

Han Xian froze and persuaded with a smile: "Little brother, second brother knows that you feel uncomfortable, but the body is your own, and it is more important to recuperate."

Han Yao echoed: "Yes, little brother, there will be a martial arts competition in the Immortal Palace in three days. If you don't heal your injuries, how can you compete with others in the martial arts field? Be good, be obedient, and take it quickly."

Han Liang was silent, and the huge palace became quiet.

After a while, he said in a low voice: "We'll eat later. Big brother, second brother, and second sister. I want to rest for a while. You guys can go first."

Hearing this, the three siblings looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

Han Xian sighed, placed the jade bottle containing the healing medicine on the table nearby, then gently covered Han Liang with the quilt, and said softly: "Brother, you have a good rest, we are leaving first. If you need help, Just come to us.”

After saying that, he quietly exited the palace. When he walked to the door, he turned around and said with some worry: "Remember to take the medicine."

After the palace door closed, the three brothers and sisters looked at each other again and sighed together.

Han Hao said: "Okay, let's go back to the main hall. My father is still entertaining monks from various major traditions. As his children, it would be rude if we were not present."

Han Yao and Han Xian nodded together, and the three brothers and sisters left this place together and headed to the main peak hall.

Han Liang was the only one left in the palace.

He was lying on his side on a bed made of carved rosewood and covered with precious silk cushions. His hands were clenched into fists and his eyes were cracked.