Nirvana: The Wild Consort

0The lobby was completely silent. Everyone shuddered as they looked at the dark hole in the ironwood table.    0

    

Seeing that Mo Rufeng did not say anything, Nanmen Kang Cheng also became more and more nervous, and cold sweat emerged continuously.    

    

Under this atmosphere that was getting more and more frozen, Mo Rufeng finally said in a bland voice, "Let's not talk about whether this was done by Young Master Yu or not. So what if it is? What can you do? To kill Heavenly Sound Sect to settle debts? " Mo Rufeng's words were filled with ridicule, and no one dared to refute him.    

    

It was just as Mo Rufeng had said, even if it was done by the Heavenly Sound Sect, what could they say? The entire Sunset Kingdom is under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Sound Sect, so why not find the Heavenly Sound Sect and settle the score? That was not something stupid could say!    

    

With these words from Heavenly Sound Sect, not to mention injuring Nanmen Yan's hand, even if she wanted to take Nanmen Yan's life, Nanmen Kang Cheng would not be able to stop him!    

    

At this moment, Nanmen Kang Cheng was regretting that he had said something wrong. He was so embarrassed that his face had turned red.    

    

Looking at Nanmen Kang Cheng's appearance, Mo Rufeng disdainfully snorted, and said in a cold voice, "But don't worry, this is definitely not what Young Master Yu did. Young Master Yu is a disciple of the Heavenly Note Sect and is also respected in the Heavenly Note Sect, why would he come to the State of Zhao to harm a little girl who can't even be considered a martial artist? "The strong have their dignity as well.    

    

Even though Mo Rufeng's words were true, they were not lenient at all. With just that one sentence, everyone present had a face as red as a pig's liver, and Nanmen Kang's blushing face had already turned purple.    

    

Seeing that Nanmen Kang Cheng's face did not look good, Nanmen Yan's heart was bitter. He could not help but to speak, breaking the awkward atmosphere.    

    

"Then Your Highness, who was the one who did this embroidery needle?" Nanmen Yan asked.    

    

Mo Rufeng raised his eyes to look at Nanmen Yan, and said with furrowed brows: "Third Miss Nanmen Yan, this prince will give you an embroidery needle, can you tell who did it? This crown prince does not know who you've come into contact with. Furthermore ? Were you asking me a question? " Mo Rufeng's last sentence was especially cold.    

    

Hearing that, Nanmen Yan's body suddenly trembled, her face instantly turned pale, and she anxiously kneeled down and begged for forgiveness: "Yan'er is wrong, Your Highness, please forgive me!"    

    

Seeing that, Kang Cheng and the rest anxiously pleaded for Nanmen Yan.    

    

Mo Rufeng lazily leaned against the chair, and with an indifferent expression, he looked at everyone and coldly said: "Have I been treating you guys too gently recently, to the point where you have forgotten my temper?"    

    

When Mo Rufeng said this, the people below immediately went silent.    

    

"I've always thought that you all know my temperament and preferences very well. It seems that I'm not the same. Since that's the case, I'll tell you all again." Mo Rufeng sneered.    

    

"Since I can make Nanmen Yan a genius of Sunset Kingdom, and can also turn her into trash in an instant, I can make your Southern Gate's Kang Cheng sit in the position of great general steadily, and I can also let you get rid of your armor and return to the field immediately. Everything will depend on my mood, and everything will be according to my interests.    

    

Once Mo Rufeng said that, everyone nodded in agreement, especially Nanmen Yan, when she heard the words' can make her instantly become trash ', she felt as though she had fallen into an ice cave, and her body started to tremble uncontrollably.    

    

"Get up, it's so annoying." Mo Rufeng heaved a sigh of relief, and upon hearing that, everyone immediately got up, not daring to delay for even a second.    

    

After a while, seeing that no one else was talking, Mo Rufeng said unhurriedly: "That's right, asking a few retarded questions will dispel my interest. As for the embroidery needle, it shouldn't be the work of some expert, or even ? My cultivation is very low. "    

    

"Why?" Suddenly, a middle aged man standing by Kang Cheng's side blurted out, but as soon as the words came out, he immediately covered his own mouth, and looked at Mo Rufeng fearfully, as though he was afraid that he would anger the God of Death, and Nan Gong Cheng was full of reproach, as though he wished to immediately kick him out.    

    

But what made people curious was that Mo Rufeng actually accepted his request.    

    

First, his Heavenly Sound Sect's hidden strength technique was extremely powerful, so if an expert were to use it, it was possible that Nanmen Yan's entire arm would explode on the spot! However, this embroidery needle had only just pierced through the wrist. It was obvious that the person's cultivation wasn't strong. The second was this embroidery needle. In terms of assassination, a specially made sharp dagger or even a silver needle could be used. However, the person who used the embroidery needle was ? "There are very few, and these embroidery needles are not that sharp. So, if that person doesn't have a lot of embroidery needles by his side for him to use, or if he doesn't have anything else to protect himself with, then he just coincidentally found this embroidery needle."    

    

Mo Rufeng's voice was clear, his slender fingertips were tapping on the table, making muffled sounds, but he had analysed Nanmen Guo'er's situation thoroughly, it was truly terrifying.    

    

"That's why I'm certain that the person is a disciple of Heavenly Sound Sect who isn't very strong." Mo Rufeng said, then turned to Nanmen Yan, his eyes narrowing slightly.    

    

Seeing this, Nanmen Yan's body trembled as she hurriedly promised, "Your Highness, Yan'er has never offended Heavenly Sound Sect!"    

    

"It's not impossible for some Heavenly Sound Sect disciples to arrive early. I've long heard that the third lady of the south gate has always been arrogant and despotic. Presumably, she has angered some Heavenly Sound Sect disciples but didn't know about it." Mo Rufeng said coldly.    

    

Hearing that, Nanmen Kang Cheng's heart jumped, and thought to herself: Could it be that Nanmen Yan has really provoked Heavenly Sound Sect? This was a serious crime! Not to mention that Heavenly Sound Sect was not a crime, even Mo Rufeng would not forgive them! Mo Rufeng valued Heavenly Sound Sect and Tiangang Academy the most! How could they be allowed to offend Heavenly Sound Sect?    

    

Seeing that everyone was about to kneel down and plead for mercy, Mo Rufeng suddenly felt annoyed. He frowned and waved his hand: "Everyone shut up! I will investigate this matter thoroughly, and if you have truly offended the Heavenly Sound Sect, then prepare for your own path of retreat! "    

    

A thump sounded in everyone's heart, and their entire bodies felt cold all the way to their feet ?    

    

Nanmen Yan's face was ashen.    

    

She was normally used to being arrogant, but she really didn't know when she had offended a Heavenly Sound Sect disciple.    

    

Nanmen Kang Cheng looked at Nanmen Yan's expression and from the depths of his heart, fury rose. She really didn't know the seriousness of the situation. It seemed like she had to be taught a lesson!    

    

"I still have things to do, you can disperse now." Mo Rufeng said lazily, after that he looked at Nanmen Yan with a measuring gaze, and said coldly: "Lead the way."    

    

Lead the way? Where to? Nanmen Kang Cheng and company were puzzled, but it was not easy to ask.    

    

But Nanmen Yan knew, that when Mo Rufeng looked over, she knew where he was going, and her emotions were mixed. Last night, Nanmen Guo'er did not go to her birthday banquet, so he made an appointment with her. Now, he was definitely going to Nanmen Guo'er's courtyard.