Chapter 19 Everyone, can you give me some face?
These old guys finally came.
Zhui Du glanced expressionlessly at the group of elderly people in insect-clad clothes and cursed inwardly.
He didn't take Li Huozi and the others seriously because there was a huge gap between him and them, but he couldn't ignore the group of old guys in front of him.
This group of old guys were the proud sons of the Wuya tribe who became famous when they were young. Now that they are old, their strength is even more unfathomable.
"Zhuidu, how long have you known them?"
When the master who was chasing poison saw Xu Ren'er and the others, a trace of pain flashed through his heart. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't help but ask.
"Less than two months." Zhui Du replied.
The Jiucai Kingdom martial arts competition had just ended not long ago. Zhui Du thought carefully about the approximate time and responded.
"Less than two months..."
The drug chaser muttered these four words over and over again, his mind filled with confusion:
Zhui Du had known them for less than two months, but he was willing to trust these people with his back. On the contrary, his relatives and friends who had known him for more than ten years were always invisible and excluded by Zhui Du.
"Why......"
Why, why was it so easy for him to trust a group of strangers whom he had known for less than two months, while his master who had raised him could never get into Zhui Du's heart.
"What why?"
When Zhui Du heard his words, he frowned slightly, not understanding what he wanted to ask, and immediately asked.
The master stared at Zhui Du quietly, without saying a word.
"Don't worry about the why! Zhui Du, don't even think about setting foot in the Insect Sacrifice Tower today! We will never let you enter the Insect Sacrifice Tower. The Insect Sacrifice Tower is the most sacred place of our Wuya tribe. You are a sinner who has been expelled from the Wuya tribe. We will never allow you to set foot in the Insect Sacrifice Tower!"
Li Huozi's master, who was also a good friend of Zhui Du's master, noticed that his friend seemed to be in a bad mood, so he immediately changed the subject and yelled at Zhui Du.
Zhui Du was about to retort, but Shangguan Jieshu was a man of temperament. He stood up and cursed at them:
“I’m just chasing drugs because I want to see my friends, what’s wrong with that?!
You old guys, haven't you ever met the kind of friend in your life who you are willing to give everything for, including your life?
What sinners and non-sinners, what sacred and non-sacred, I don't understand what you're talking about!
I only know that friendship knows no species, no boundaries, no place, no class. As long as you recognize each other in your heart, you are friends. And as long as you are friends, you can go anywhere to meet your friends!
You old guys, get out of my way! Otherwise, I won’t be polite to you just because you’re older!
"What a boast! Young man, although you are young and frivolous, you seem to be too frivolous."
Among the elderly people, one with a relatively bad temper sneered and said when he heard Shangguan Jieshu's words.
"It has nothing to do with age, and his words are not frivolous, he is just stating a well-known truth.
Why, you are so angry, is it because he touched your sore spot?"
Mo Youli silently took a step forward and stood next to Zhui Du. The others followed suit, silently expressing their strong support for Zhui Du.
Mo Youli's gentle gaze swept across the faces of everyone opposite him, not missing a single detail on their faces.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of understanding flashing across his gentle gaze, as if he had seen through the thoughts of everyone on the other side. His voice, which was as gentle as spring breeze, was slightly cold, and he slowly said:
"I'm very curious, do you, the people of the Mist Bud Clan, really care about the bugs that accompany you day and night?
If he really cared about her, why would he try every possible way to stop Zhui Du from meeting Zhui Dao?
If you care, shouldn't you be able to completely empathize with Zhui Du and his desire to see his friends?
You hate Zhui Du, but do you hate his vain attempt to change your long-held beliefs, or do you hate his deep affection for Zhui Dao?
Mo Youli's words were so sharp that they made Master Li Huozi furious. He cursed loudly:
"What nonsense are you talking about, you ignorant boy? How could we dislike Zhui Du for these reasons? If that were the only reason, we would have rejected him long ago and wouldn't have been able to tolerate him at all.
He took away all the Purple Gauze Guiming of the Wuya Clan. This is a serious crime. We are just following the rules of the clan. Don't make false accusations against us!"
"Oh? Really?"
Mo Youli raised his eyes, twitched the corner of his mouth, and continued:
"Then let me ask you, haven't you, the Mist Bud Clan, always prided yourselves on being friends who treat insects as equals?
If that is the case, why do you know that the Purple Gauze Guiming are deeply trapped in the pain endured by their bloodline, but you still allow them to suffer again and again?
Obviously... you have ways to help them. Do you really treat Zisha Guiming as equal friends? Instead of treating them as useful tools to attack?
Zhui Du's talent is so high that even an outsider like me can notice it. I really don't believe that you old guys who have experienced countless hardships would think that Zhui Du's ability to hear the voices of insects was deliberately fabricated to deceive you.
I believe that you know it in your hearts but are unwilling to believe it.
Why do you do this? Is it because, among the insects you make friends with, Zisha Guiming is not on your friendship list?"
"presumptuous!"
Master Li Huozi was so enraged by Mo Youli's repeated questioning that he decided to take action himself and teach these ignorant brats a lesson.
However, before he could make a move, Master Zhui Du pressed his shoulders and stopped him.
"Everyone, can you give me some face?"
The drug-chasing master spoke suddenly, his voice was not loud but very powerful. Everyone heard his voice and instantly fell silent, waiting quietly for his next words.
“As the saying goes, a son’s poor education is the fault of his father.
Although I'm not Zhui Du's biological father, I raised him just as I did, so he's half my son. Ultimately, the reason he's become like this is because I, as his master, am primarily responsible. It's my fault for not disciplining him properly."
The oldest elder, upon hearing Master Zhuidu's words, seemed to have sensed something and asked, "What do you want?"
"It's a bit unreasonable for us, a group of elderly people who are nearly a hundred years old and have practiced martial arts for most of our lives, to deal with a group of young people who have only been practicing martial arts for a short time.
What's more, we are numerous and powerful. To a certain extent, this behavior is not only bullying the weak with the strong, but also bullying the few with the many.
It’s better to do this. No matter how strong this group of people are, they can never be a match for any of us together.
I think we should choose one of our elders to fight with them. If they win, we can release Zhui Du into the Insect Sacrifice Tower, but if they lose, we can let them leave. How do you think that is?"
After finishing his words, Master Zhui Du looked at Mo Youli and asked:
"What do you think of my plan?"
The others lowered their heads, looking thoughtful.
Mo Youli and the others exchanged glances with each other, and finally looked at Zhui Du together, who would be responsible for the decision.
According to their thinking, they are actually more inclined to accept the plan of the drug chaser:
After all, no matter how you look at it, this plan has only benefits and no disadvantages.
As for enemies, the fewer the better. Even if the opponent is very weak, you still need to distract yourself to deal with them. When comparing the two, it is naturally more appropriate to concentrate on only one enemy.
On the other side, the elderly people all looked at the oldest one among them.
This oldest old man is the current patriarch of the Wuya tribe and the leader of this group of old guys.
He has a relatively gentle temperament, thinks most deeply, and is considered the wisest among them.
Master Zhui Du looked at the leader of the Wuya tribe with a burning gaze, waiting for the leader's response.
The leader of the Wuya tribe saw the pleading in Master Zhuidu's eyes and sighed silently in his heart. He felt that the burden on his shoulders was so heavy that he even felt a little breathless.
When will he finally step down as the clan leader? Every day, he's dealing with so many things. It's so stressful! I really want to go on strike!
The leader of the Wuya tribe complained briefly in his heart, but did not show it on his face. He still looked confident and mature.
After thinking for a while, considering the relationship between Zhui Du and his master, the Wuya tribe leader stroked his long beard, nodded slightly, and said:
"What Nai Mo said makes sense, and I agree with Nai Mo's proposal.
However, as for this candidate, Nai Mo, you have a relationship with the drug chaser after all, so I can't let you go into battle in person, do you understand?"
"clear."
Nai Mo, that is the real name of the master who chases poison, Ximen Nai Mo.
Simon Naimo also knew clearly in his heart that he could not be the candidate. After all, even if he tried his best, he would be suspected of deliberately letting the opponent win.
not to mention……
After he said the word "I understand", the leader of the Wuya tribe glanced at him with a meaningful look, as if he saw through something.
A drop of cold sweat appeared on Ximen Naimo's forehead imperceptibly.
With just one glance, he understood that his little actions in private had obviously been seen through by the leader of the Wuya tribe.
That’s right, it was he who suggested to Master Li Huozi to come up with the idea for the formation to deal with the poison chaser.
There are too many people in the Wuya tribe who want to kill Zhui Du. If he lets it go and lets others plan how to deal with Zhui Du, Zhui Du will probably die without a burial place.
It would be better for him to offer advice personally behind the scenes, at least he can still interfere to some extent.
He had shown Zhui Du the relevant books about this formation a long time ago, so even though the formation was difficult to break, he still left Zhui Du a glimmer of hope.
As for the rest, it depends on Zhui Du's luck.
"Who should we choose to deal with them?"
Master Li Huozi stepped forward and asked.
The leader of the Wuya tribe lowered his head in thought, then looked around with a look of dissatisfaction.
This group of people all secretly wish to get rid of Zhui Du as soon as possible. After all, Zhui Du's talent is far beyond that of his peers. As long as Zhui Du is around, their descendants will never have a chance to succeed.
As for the other group, the first thing to exclude was Li Huozi's master. This guy seemed to have a bad temper and acted as if he hated chasing drugs, but he was too lazy to expose the truth...
You can pick one from these neutral people, but...
The leader of the Wuya tribe shook his head slightly in denial. He was knowledgeable and had seen a lot of people. Although Zhui Du and his accomplices were young, they were all extraordinary people and it was not easy to deal with them by just picking anyone.
That’s all…
"Let me do it myself."
After much thought, the leader of the Wuya tribe finally realized that it would be better for him to take action himself so that he would know how to strike the right balance.
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