But after he heard about the deeds of our Biyou Palace, he felt as if the clouds had parted and the sun had shone through.

Although most people can recognize someone from their martial arts style, without direct evidence, the Shu Mountain sect is not someone to be trifled with.

You can't just come to our door demanding our people back, and besides, Biyou Palace isn't someone to be trifled with.

Master Yunhe, standing nearby, also fanned the flames, praising the advantages of our Biyou Palace: fewer rules, less trouble.

Normally, everyone just goes about their own business. When something comes up, they get together. If it's inconvenient for them to handle something themselves, they can ask Biyou Palace for help, but everything is done voluntarily.

This made Mu Xinghui yearn for it; a master who could have cultivated to the level of a Martial Saint in sixty years...

They wouldn't be so easily persuaded, but what can we do when our principles align somewhat with his inner demons?

Although he didn't agree to join Biyou Palace, I think he'll definitely attend if we call on him next time.

But now I'm in trouble. The Evil Emperor did it on purpose; the other two didn't know.

But now, everyone is openly helping me. I'm the only grandson here, being bossed around like a spinning top.

I had to put on a smiling face everywhere, not daring to utter a single word of dissent. Seeing how frustrated I was, both the Evil Emperor and Daoist Yunhe were secretly laughing their heads off.

What others might perceive as their deliberate attempts to make things difficult for me is actually a form of care and affection.

And then there are plenty of people who come over and say in a sarcastic tone that I'm lucky and that everyone adores me wherever I go. I can only swallow my pride and suffer in silence.

In the end, I could only decide to vent my anger on Tu Hongxi.

The time has been dragging on for far too long; today is the day for my duel with Tu Hongxi.

The location is the martial arts arena below my Brilliant Star City, which was originally built for future martial arts competitions.

The size and safety of the venue are excellent, and the facilities are top-of-the-line. I intend to make it a benchmark in the future.

Today was also treated as an inspection, with basically every powerful force in Fengtian Prefecture sending representatives to observe the ceremony.

Because the preparation time was so long, even many forces from other states came. Today can be considered the grand opening and fame of my club.

The military representative was my elder brother Hu Yanzhuo, and the public security representatives were led by my master.

Behind them are four experts who came to lend a hand.

"Gengqi"

"Fu Xiuyuan"

Liang Qiuchen

"Miao Feng"

They were all prodigies who rose to fame at a young age, but they were all ambushed and lost their innate spirits, falling into a deep slump for decades.

But they all held their breath and never gave up, practicing their basic skills day after day for decades, which is why they were able to reach the top in one step when they received my secret method.

Although there are other Grandmasters of the Fourth Realm who use this secret method, different people have different tastes.

Some are grateful to me, while others are just as jealous. I am already extremely grateful to those who don't speak ill of me when we meet, let alone express my gratitude.

Also, the Grandmaster "Lan Yuan" sent by Master's sect is one of Master's sisters from the same clan.

This time, my teacher's wife begged me to come and help, and Old Master Wei from the union also brought his people. The rest of us were just there to watch the show.

However, my venue, which can hold over a thousand people, was completely full.

I wasn't nervous at all. I led my people to greet the guests at the entrance, and continued until all the grandmasters and above had entered.

I went to prepare to enter the arena for my duel with Tu Hongxi. There were some smaller factions behind me.

They were a little unhappy that I treated them poorly, but when they saw Old Huang drinking in the corner by the door, they didn't dare to say anything, afraid of being made an example of.