Nan Shuai's actions completely irritated the uncle.

The uncle recovered and stood up from the ground. His already unattractive features were now even more distorted. "Can't you tell the difference between a big king and a small one?"

He thought that these people were just students from a small academy, or disciples from a small sect, and that they were easy to control, so he came to cause trouble.

And when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

With so many people watching, if he doesn't save some face today, he might not be able to convince his subordinates.

Many people on Nan Shuai's side wanted to go up and beat up the uncle, but they were all repelled by Xiao Chengyan's eyes, and no one dared to step forward rashly.

They didn't understand, but they still had to listen to the captain.

I can only watch Nan Shuai confront the enemy alone.

Nan Shuai seemed to be blind to the viciousness in his eyes and smiled faintly: "Oh? What big and small kings? Which academy are you from?"

He asked this question and successfully made the uncle feel cool.

The uncle looked at him with his nose: "Why don't you ask me about my name? I am the king in this area. I am the deputy leader of the Killing Sect. Are you scared?"

“…”

Murder Sect?

Nan Shuai turned his head and looked at the crowd who were equally bewildered: "Do you know this sect?"

"I don't know him."

"What kind of rubbish sect is this? I'm afraid it's just a small sect with only a few people."

"It's so funny. This guy calls himself the king. Isn't he afraid that his ancestors will be so angry that they will jump out of the ground and strangle him to death and clean up his family?"

“…”

They know how to cooperate and just show disdain on their faces.

"You guys..." The uncle was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"We what?"

Nan Shuai slowly picked up the axe from the ground and put it back into his memory: "Since you asked me who I am, then I will tell you."

The onlookers also pricked up their ears.

They also wanted to hear who this kid was and why he dared to face dozens of opponents alone.

Nan Shuai crossed his arms over his chest, his attitude arrogant: "I am the young master of the Ming Sheng Sect. Do you dare to touch a hair on my head? The entire continent and several sects will ban you endlessly!"

The title of Emperor Shengzong of Ming should not be used in vain.

The first sect on this continent is his confidence, but not his only confidence.

“…”

really.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent. They looked at the arrogant young man in surprise. They didn't expect that he had such a powerful background.

Among the onlookers were the contestants from Emperor Shengzong of Ming. When they heard what Marshal Nan said, they subconsciously frowned.

One of the young men approached their captain and said, "Captain, have you met this young master? Regardless of whether he's the young master or not, what he just said seems to be an attempt to discredit our sect."

The captain said nothing.

"..." The boy also shut up wisely.

As for the uncle, his face turned green with fright when he heard the name of Emperor Shengzong of Ming, but he remembered something and spoke with a stiff neck.

"I've never heard of Ming Shengzong ever having a young master."

But everyone could still hear that he lacked confidence.

He was also wondering in his heart, just because he had never heard of a young master before, didn't mean there wouldn't be one in the future. What if there was a young master without their knowledge?

These little people could not reach the inner circle of Emperor Shengzong of Ming.

Nan Shuai didn't want to explain too much, and said, "You can give it a try. I guarantee that if you get any closer to me, your head will fall to the ground immediately."

“…”

Everyone fell silent again.

How can you tell that Emperor Shengzong of Ming is a bandit? Who lost his head? Are you sure it was the young master, and not someone arranged by other forces to slander him?

Who dares to slander...

"try……"

After saying just one word, the uncle ran away with his younger brothers, fearing that if they didn't run away now, they would never have the chance to escape again.

Everyone also watched a good show.

The contestant from the Ming Shengzong side, the young man who had just asked the captain, jokingly said, "Brother, next time you want to scare someone, could you please switch sects?"

"You can just find a sect to slander, but you can't just grab their sect and plunder it."

Those who were planning to leave gathered together again after hearing someone speak, gossiping in their eyes: Is this the person involved here to expose the counterfeiting?

Looking at the young man who spoke, he was about the same age as me, with a handsome face and a pair of beautiful eyes, but his smile had a hint of ruffianism.

Nan Shuai immediately realized that he was the same type of person as Mu Huaizhen.

He looked at the young man seriously and said, "There's no need for me to explain whether I'm the Young Master or not. If you want to know, you can go ask your Sect Master."

There was a pause.

Nan Shuai made another shocking statement: "He is my godfather."

“…”

The amount of information today was a bit overwhelming, leaving the onlookers stunned.

The young man said nothing more and retreated to his own team. He believed Nan Shuai's words a little bit, just for the confidence he had in saying it.

You can't lie.

He didn't have the courage to confront the clan leader, especially to ask him whether he had a godson. He was afraid that would expose the clan leader's secrets.

Xiao Chengyan ordered: "Let's go."

They left in a large group.

Looking at their departing backs, the young man said, "Captain, could the Sect Master really be his godfather? Isn't this..."

"Stop talking behind his back." The captain interrupted him.

“…”

The boy touched his nose.

…

Emperor Shengzong of the Ming Dynasty.

Several old guys were sitting there. They also saw what happened just now and even heard what Nan Shuai said clearly.

In order to ensure the safety of the contestants, they are monitored in real time. Nah, nah, nah, let me make it clear in advance that they are not monitoring prisoners.

Actually, it’s pretty much the same…

The elders looked at each other, and finally one of them couldn't stand it anymore: "If you won't say it, then I will say it first."

then.

He looked at Ying Qingzhou, who was unaffected and concentrating on drinking tea, and said, "Xiaozhou, it's time to take care of your godson... your goddaughter."

As long as there is someone who takes the lead, then they will no longer have to worry about anything.

Everyone spoke enthusiastically.

"What's the big deal? Back then, you resolutely gave her the position of Young Master, and we had no objections."

"She has a good foundation in the sect, but she can't just shout about fighting and killing, making our sect look like a sinister organization."

"We are just a hidden sect."

"If you pass the throne to her in the future, I will be the first to oppose it. Her character is simply not capable of bearing the heavy responsibility of the sect."

“…”

Listening to their chatter, Ying Qingzhou sighed inwardly: They simply didn't compare themselves with Nannan, otherwise they wouldn't have said such things.

Seeing that the person concerned had remained silent and was still leisurely drinking tea, he became furious: "Xiao Zhou, why don't you say something."

At this critical moment, he still has the leisure to drink tea?

I really don't know what he is thinking.

He put down his teacup, glanced at them one by one, and said with a half-smile: "She is the daughter of that ancestor."