If it was before the Tianyang City God-worshiping Ceremony, she would not have bothered to care about Long Wudang's life or death. However, when she was in Tianyang City, this guy not only helped her steal the Chaos God Sword and severely tricked Long Wucuo once, but also secretly sent a message to warn her. Mu Hanyan and he were barely allies, so naturally she couldn't just watch him die in front of her eyes.
The other party had actually seen Mu Hanyan and his group, but hadn't expected them to meddle in their affairs. Seeing Mu Hanyan's move, the man could only temporarily let Long Wudang go and slashed at Huomao with his sword.
The other priests also subconsciously took two steps back, turned around and drew their swords to be on guard.
With a soft "bang," the fire spear was shattered by the priest's sword. The other people, holding long swords, were all in a false alarm.
However, taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Hanyan flew over and dragged Long Wudang to her side.
"It's you!" Long Wudang finally saw Mu Hanyan clearly and shouted in surprise.
He originally thought he was dead, but he didn't expect to meet Mu Hanyan, and he didn't expect her to come to the rescue. With the combination of surprise and joy, Long Wudang was about to cry.
"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of my Frozen Temple?" The priest who blocked Mu Hanyan's sword looked at Mu Hanyan with eyes as sharp as swords.
Judging from their clothes and expressions, these priests were obviously led by him.
"I am Mu Hanyan, the chief priest of Huayu Temple. He is my friend. Why did you kill him?" Mu Hanyan said.
"I was wondering who it was, it turns out to be someone from the Flower Rain Temple." The man said contemptuously.
He easily broke the fire spear, but he actually didn't take Mu Hanyan's strength seriously. When he heard about her identity, he didn't take it seriously at all.
The other priests had the same expression, and it was obvious that they also disdained the words "Huayu Temple".
This is no wonder. After so many years of decline, the Huayu Temple is not even as good as the lower temples in the minds of many people. They come from the Frozen Temple, one of the five upper temples, so how could they take Mu Hanyan, the chief priest of Huayu, seriously?
"Mu Hanyan, right? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. This man injured my Frozen Temple priest in order to snatch the Five-Colored Soul Orb. I was about to execute him on the spot. This is not something you can afford to bear." The leading young priest said threateningly.
While it was common practice for priests from various temples to fight over the Five-Colored Soul Orbs during each hunting trial, generally speaking, they would only fight to the point of determining who was stronger, and no one would be killed. It was precisely for this reason that the major temples turned a blind eye. This man was so arrogant, he dared to execute Long Wudang on the spot! Mu Hanyan couldn't help but give him a second look.
He looked no more than twenty-four or twenty-five years old, but in his every move he carried a certain arrogance typical of a young man from a wealthy family. He must have come from a prominent family, otherwise he wouldn't dare to do such a thing.
"Bullshit, I was the first one to discover those strange beasts, and that idiot insisted on snatching them from me. If he wanted something, he could just tell me, and I wouldn't mind giving it to him. He even wanted to kill me to silence me, and I only fought back because I was forced into a corner. How can he blame me?" Long Wudang cursed.
Even though the other person was from the Upper Temple, and their power and status were much higher than his, Long Wudang was so angry and almost killed by a sword that he didn't care. Besides, this guy was the son of the chief priest of the First Temple after all. He was arrogant and domineering, and he was not someone who could be bullied easily.
"How dare you! Do you know who my young master is?" The young priest's face darkened, and the others also changed color and shouted angrily.
As a wealthy young man, Long Wudang was no stranger to this phrase; his lackeys often used it, and he knew what it meant. Clearly, the other party was someone with a lot of influence. Looking at the Frozen Temple robes they wore, Long Wudang felt a little intimidated.
"No matter who you are, even if you are the king of heaven, you have to be reasonable." Although he was scared, others clearly wanted to take his life, and he could not let them bully him, so Long Wudang still spoke with his neck straight.
"Brother Zuo, why are you here?" At this moment, Su Baoer and others also rushed over. Seeing the young priest opposite, they were slightly startled and said.
"Baoer, do you know him?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"His name is Zuo Qiuhan. He is an old friend of my family. His father, Zuo Pingyuan, is the head of the twelve punishment priests of the Frozen Temple." Su Baoer replied.
"Sure enough, he's another playboy." Mu Hanyan concentrated and transmitted the message, muttering.
Previously, seeing Zuo Qiuhan's arrogance and pampering that was typical of a rich family's kid, I guessed that this guy had some background, and it turned out to be true.
"He is different from the average playboy. I've never heard of him taking advantage of his power to bully others. However, he is proud of his talent and stubborn, so he is more difficult to deal with than the average playboy." Su Baoer also concentrated and spoke in a voice transmission.
"Zuo... Zuo Qiuhan." Long Wudang couldn't hear what the other two said, but he heard Zuo Qiuhan's name clearly, and his face turned pale. Obviously, he had heard of this man's name and knew how difficult he was to deal with.
"It's Baoer. How come you know him?" Zuo Qiuhan's expression softened a little when facing Su Baoer. He pointed at Long Wudang and asked.
"I don't know him, but Sister Hanyan and I are like sisters. Since he is Sister Hanyan's friend, why don't we just forget about it?" Although Su Baoer didn't know what had happened, she guessed from the situation that Long Wudang had accidentally offended Zuo Qiuhan, so she tried to smooth things over.
"It's good that you don't know him. He hurt my people from the Frozen Temple, and I was about to execute him on the spot. If you don't want your friend to be implicated, advise her not to meddle in other people's business." Zuo Qiuhan said as if he didn't hear what she said next.
"It was obviously your people who wanted to kill and silence the witnesses and took action first. I was forced to fight back. How can you blame me for this?" Long Wudang argued anxiously, but his neck could no longer be straightened.
There are different levels of playboys. He, the second son of the chief priest of the Tianyang Temple, is obviously of a lower class than the playboy of the first priest of the Frozen Temple.
"I don't care who started it first. As long as you hurt someone from my Frozen Temple, I will seek justice for him." Zuo Qiuhan pointed his sword at Long Wudang and said expressionlessly.
"Mr. Zuo, I know you are powerful, but you are too domineering. According to you, even if he kills me, he deserves it? How can such a thing be possible?" Looking at the situation, Long Wudang knew that it would be difficult for the other party to let him go. He was going to die anyway, so he gave it a try and said angrily.
Not only him, even Mu Hanyan felt that Zuo Qiuhan was too overbearing.
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