Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the magic weapons that Wen Gaoren accidentally obtained by tearing through the space. Although he had never seen them with his own eyes, he had only heard Duan Cheng'an mention them, but they sounded very similar to the legendary Five Spirit Life Disks. He didn't know whether Wen Gaoren kept the Five Spirit Life Disks for himself or they fell into Mu Hanyan's hands?
"That's strange. Your people heard it, but I didn't. Master chief priests, did you hear it?" Long Aoli smiled coldly and asked others.
The other officiants shook their heads.
"Chief Priest Mu, please tell me what happened. Why didn't any of us chief priests hear it?" Long Aoli asked.
"You are old and your ears don't work well anymore." Mu Hanyan said disapprovingly.
"Mu Hanyan, what do you mean by that?" The chief priests were furious. Although they were much older than Mu Hanyan, they were not yet deaf and blind.
"Then what do you mean? As the high priest, would I frame him? You are also the high priests, would you do such a boring thing? If you have any questions, you can report to the Temple of Life and ask the Punishment Priest to investigate." Mu Hanyan said lightly.
The chief priests were slightly stunned and fell silent at the same time.
Over the years, as the Flower Rain Temple gradually declined, no one took it seriously anymore, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with making fun of and humiliating it at will. Because An Xiaxin and others had asked them for help in the past, and there was no one behind them to make the call, so they could only swallow their anger.
But when Mu Hanyan mentioned this, they suddenly realized that no matter how decadent the Huayu Temple was, its status was equal to that of their Twelve Temples, or even higher. Even if Mu Hanyan really violated the laws of the temple, they had no right to punish her, let alone this kind of matter where each had his own reasons.
Of course, if it were the previous An Xiaxin or Chen Yuhe, they would not have the confidence to reason with them, but the current Mu Hanyan is obviously different.
"My Lords, how about this? I will take a step back and stop the competition for now. You can report what happened to the Temple of Life first. After the matter is investigated clearly, if it is indeed my fault, I will apologize to Young Master Long. I will accept any beating or punishment. What do you think?" Mu Hanyan said.
"What!" The group of old men around them were once again stunned. The competitions between the various temples were part of the ritual, and the one involving that rare treasure, said to appear only once every million years, was paramount. How could they just stop? Besides, how could the Temple of Life make such a big fuss over such a trivial matter? Did they really think the priests of discipline had nothing better to do? If they were to jump around over such a small matter, they might even think the head priests had lost their priorities and give them a severe reprimand.
Mu Hanyan said to take a step back, but if everyone really did what she said, they would be pushed into a pit.
"How about we wait a little longer until the ceremony is over?" Chu Yanghe said, trying to smooth things over. It wasn't his son who got slapped, so there was no need to make a fuss over such a trivial matter.
"Yes, let's take it slow for now." The other officiants also echoed.
"Well, let's wait until the sacrificial ceremony is over. I still say the same thing. As long as the Temple of Life finds out the results and it is indeed my fault, I will apologize to Young Master Long. I will accept any beatings or punishments, so that no one will say that I am bullying others." Mu Hanyan said righteously.
Chu Yang and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. Isn't this bullying? If you weren't relying on your status as the chief priest, the Twelve Divine Temples wouldn't have the right to do anything to you. Why not give Long Wucuo a slap?
As for her claim that she would accept punishment after the Life Temple found out, anyone who believed it was an idiot. Putting aside the question of whether the Life Temple would send someone to investigate over such a trivial matter, even if they did, it wouldn't take a day, two days, a month, or two months. They couldn't just sit there in the Life Temple waiting for the results, would they? Wouldn't they have nothing better to do?
They finally understood that Mu Hanyan was fearless and was openly retaliating against Long Wucuo. Just a few days ago, Long Wucuo had made things difficult for her, and today she slapped someone in the face, and in front of so many people. It was estimated that Long Wucuo would not be able to raise his head for a long time.
In the crowd below the stage, a portly man squinted his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyan with a smile. This High Priest was truly quite interesting. His tactics were no different from those of a dandy young man who relied on his family's influence to bully men and women. However, this was quite to his liking.
"My Lords..." Long Wucuo realized at this time that the slap was probably in vain, and said unwillingly.
"Get out." Long Aoli glared at him and shouted.
The slap just now was said to be on Long Wucuo's face, but in fact it was not much different from being slapped on his face, so he was in a very bad mood and looked a little impatient with Long Wucuo.
I had originally thought this eldest son was scheming and cunning, and I had hoped to find an opportunity to establish him as the Young Master of the Long Family. However, judging by what happened today, it was clearly a bit too rash. Provoking others privately was fine, but daring to provoke them in such a high-profile occasion—isn't that asking for trouble? Look, they're clearly using their position as the head priest to bully you, and you don't even have a chance to fight back, let alone argue.
There is no way. This is the law of the temple. Others have no right to interfere in private matters, but the hierarchy in public must not be violated. Otherwise, the entire temple and the entire continent of God will be in chaos.
The storm just passed like that. Mu Hanyan watched with a smile as Long Wucuo turned around and walked off the stage with gritted teeth but not daring to say a word. She felt so happy. The feeling of bullying others by taking advantage of one's power was really great.
Seeing the High Priest's smug look, Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe were speechless. In the past, they had been looked down upon and bullied by others, but they had to swallow their anger. They had never thought that this day would come. But to be honest, it felt good to follow the High Priest in bullying others. It felt good.
Long Wudang also quietly watched Mu Hanyan, his eyes filled with admiration. That slap just now had been so satisfying; it was something he'd only dreamed of doing. Young Master Long suddenly felt that the suffering he'd endured at Mu Hanyan's hands was nothing. Compared to the slap Long Wucuo had received in public, he was actually quite lucky.
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