Dugu Chanyi turned around with dissatisfaction and looked at Yan Mujin and Li Mingyi.

One of them is the nominal commander of the imperial guards, and the other is the female leader of the string guards who assists in maintaining order. How come they can't even organize and manage the ordinary people below?

At this moment, the people behind her on the stage finally noticed the movement below.

Being interrupted when a leader is speaking is always a bad thing for someone to take responsibility for, no matter what era it is.

Mu Jin and Li Mingyi looked at each other, then quickly took action and walked to the edge of the stage respectively.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang..."

They first bowed to the little emperor who was chatting with Zhang Huizhi at the edge of the platform, and then gave a few instructions to the people below.

Doukou and a man who looked like a general of the imperial guards took the order and led their men down the mountain quickly.

Dugu Chanyi in front looked a little relieved, ready to wait a while before saying a few words. However, after a while, when Doukou and the imperial guard general arrived at the foot of the mountain... the noise there became even louder, with no sign of being suppressed at all!

Looking from the high platform, the crowd of kneeling people in that place was separated to both sides like a tide split by a strong ship.

It seems like it is making way for some people to have a two-meter-wide path.

The road extends all the way to the entrance of the mountain trail at the foot of the mountain.

This formal mountain trail was very wide, with stairs extending all the way to the high platform halfway up the mountain. Each step could accommodate thirty people walking side by side.

However, this mountain path was only filled with people on the edges on both sides, but the middle was empty and no one had ever set foot there.

Although those nobles and wealthy businessmen from Dali who have some power and wealth do not belong to the small group of powerful people in Dali who can climb to the high platform halfway up the mountain.

However, they are qualified to stand and watch on both sides of this mountain trail, without having to squeeze into the crowded crowd at the foot of the mountain.

However, this mountain road, like the Fengshan ceremony during the day, did not allow them and the common people to set foot on it even for a single step.

Otherwise it would be amputation (cutting off limbs).

This is a very clean mountain path paved with natural white stones. Each step is engraved with ancient murals and carvings from the era when it was first built.

Its connotation is to symbolize a road to the moon.

And being endowed with the highest dream in the heart of a person off the ground also means that it is not something that ordinary people can step on.

During the Fengshan ceremony in the daytime, it only allowed a few Fengshan students such as Zhao Rong who were dressed in white to leave.

And now, only the most honorable people on the field, the Empress Dowager Dali and the young emperor, are allowed to set foot on the field.

However, at this moment, an accident happened.

A right foot wearing ordinary green boots suddenly stretched out from the crowd and stepped in the middle of the first step of the white stairs.

This is a man who does not belong to the above mentioned people, and then... there is another girl's pair of blue and pink embroidered shoes, who follows closely and also casually steps in the middle of the step.

On the high platform halfway up the mountain, Dugu Chanyi, Mujin Li Mingyi and a group of dignitaries were looking at it with either frowning or curiosity.

Two people, one big and one small, slowly walked out from the road at the foot of the mountain where the crowd had parted ways.

One is a man covered in green holding a sword.

One is a very pretty girl holding a sword.

The two of them climbed the stairs calmly.

Even a fool could tell their intention and goal.

They are going to climb the mountain.

At the end of this mountain path and stairs is the high platform where all the powerful people in Dali sit!

Dugu Chanyi loosened the two hands that were held in front of her body, one of her jade hands reached out to the elbow of the other hand, gently pulled the sleeve with two fingers, and then put it down.

It seemed to be an unconscious action.

However, Mu Jin, who was standing at the back and looking at Dugu Chanyi's back, noticed the empress's little action quickly and knew that at this moment, the most noble woman in Dali in front of her... was angry.

Mu Jin had followed Dugu Chanyi for a long time and knew that the more angry this lady was, the less she would show it, especially when she was angry at a small person. She would not let anyone see it, except for this little action that she had somehow developed...

Mu Jin immediately stepped forward and explained: "My Lady, they are..."

Dugu Chanyi suddenly turned around and said with a sidelong glance: "I know them. They are the followers of Mr. Zhao, who we couldn't invite. I have an impression of them."

The tone was gentle.

Mu Jin paused for a moment, quickly glanced at the calm expression of the woman in front of her, nodded and said, "That's right."

He stopped talking.

Dugu Chanyi pursed her lips. In fact, she was a little unhappy at the moment, but she didn't show it on her face.

At the moment, apart from these two followers who seemed to have always been following Zhao Rong, she did not see Zhao Rong appear.

Not long ago, Dugu Chanyi actually sent Doukou to invite Zhao Rong to attend the celebration ceremony, but his response was a polite refusal. This was not a big deal. On the contrary, Dugu Chanyi was relieved.

Although it was Linlu Academy and Zhao Rong who helped her to successfully perform the Fengshan ceremony, as a ruler, she had long been eager for these benefactors to leave.

The fact that Zhao Rong didn't leave with the others immediately had made Dugu Chanyi a little suspicious - in fact, she had mixed feelings towards this man whose behavior was somewhat unconventional...

However, at this moment, Dugu Chanyi naturally regarded the sudden arrival of Li Bai and Zhao Qian'er as Zhao Rong's orders.

She didn't know about the twists and turns that had happened during this period.

So, she was a little unhappy about this.

You said you wouldn't come, but now you're here again, and you only sent your followers... Well, that's fine, after all, you're a great benefactor and a great guest, but! Not only did you come so late, but the two followers you sent were so arrogant...

At this moment, the whole audience was silent, and everyone on the stage kept their eyes on the Queen Mother Dali in front of them, waiting for her reaction.

After Dugu Chanyi finished talking to Mu Jin as if nothing had happened, he remained motionless and waited and watched.

Her gaze fell quietly on Li Bai and Zhao Qianer who were quietly climbing the mountain below.

I didn't feel like speaking for a moment.

However, in her heart, she was already suspecting that someone did it on purpose.

Is this a warning to me?

Dugu Chanyi thought to herself.

If Zhao Rong came in person, even if he was late, and walked up the strictly hierarchical and regulated road to the moon below as if no one was around, she would not say much. She would even bring Li Wangque forward, slightly lower her proud head and greet him respectfully.

However, you have now sent a few of your men, all of whom are walking up this special mountain road without restraint, and are on par with her and the young emperor...

Isn't this too much of a disregard for the supreme imperial authority of Dali?

Is it the same as saying that I and Your Majesty are both your servants?

Moreover, there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians present, as well as the dignitaries of Dali, watching here. Do you think that these orphans and widows should bow down to greet the two servants sent by you, Zhao Ziyu?

Dugu Chanyi had a blank expression on her face as she silently watched the two people below who were moving forward without stopping.

The reason I respect you is largely because I respect the Linlu Academy behind you, your help, and your identity as Mr. Que'er. Otherwise, would your identity as a mountain man alone make me fear and respect you?

What a joke! He is not one of those elusive Nascent Soul masters or top-grade warriors!

Dali is not a small country where any small cultivator coming down from the mountains can control the government. Moreover, I even have two Jindan realm warriors that I can dispatch openly...

After Fuyao, there are nine ranks of warriors, and every two ranks correspond to a great realm of Taoism. Li Mingyi's fourth-rank warrior is equivalent to the Golden Core Realm. Going up, the third rank corresponds to the Half-Step Yuanying Realm, and the second and first ranks are comparable to the Yuanying Realm...

At this moment, she couldn't help but loosen her hands again, which she had held up to remain dignified. She stretched one hand to the elbow of the other hand and gently pulled the sleeve with two fingers.

This was a small habit Dugu Chanyi developed before she was sent to Dali, when she still had that ancient and glorious identity, because the attire at that time required her to hold the slippery white gauze at her elbow...

However, this is not important. What is important is that the two people below did not seem to notice the tense and inappropriate atmosphere on the field, nor did they seem to realize that their behavior was impolite and offensive.

The man and the girl continued to climb the mountain one after the other, silently, with no intention of stopping. This made Dugu Chanyi, who was waiting, greet a certain "Mr. Zhao" gently in her heart a hundred times...

Seeing that the Empress seemed to be getting more and more embarrassed and it was inconvenient for her to speak, Mu Jin took the initiative to step forward.

Seeing this, Li Mingyi, who was particularly law-abiding today, smiled indifferently and followed leisurely.

Two people in the Jindan realm.

Apart from Zhou Dufu, whose martial arts rank is unclear, these are the two strongest forces on the Dali card.

Mu Jin and Li Mingyi stood on the edge of the platform facing the mountain trail.

The Grand Master of Music, who was dressed in palace attire, looked down and said, "Please stop. You two may have misunderstood. The celebration is over. Can you please invite Mr. Zhao to attend the dinner soon?"

Give me a step down.

But this is also a declarative sentence, the commanding tone of a female cultivator in the Jindan realm.

However, Li Bai and Xiao Qian'er, who were climbing the mountain below, obviously had poor hearing today. They ignored any external sounds and continued to do what they wanted to do.

After trying to dissuade them in every way to no avail, Doukou and the general of the imperial guards had no choice but to follow the two men with a group of servants, but they always had to stay at the edge of the mountain path and did not dare to step beyond the center of the steps.

This also saved Li Bai and Zhao Qian'er some trouble as they were on the way.

Li Mingyi didn't say anything, with a half-smile on his face, as if he wanted to make fun of Mu Jin.

The woman in palace dress remained expressionless, but she noticed the change in Dugu Chanyi's expression and the slightly raised finger behind her.

So she immediately left the platform and gracefully came to the nine-step staircase in front of Li Bai and the other man. The distance was neither too far nor too close, just right, blocking the way behind them.

She also took the initiative to speak, to cover up the overbearing nature of her behavior.

At the bottom of the ninth step, Li Bai didn't look ahead, but raised his eyebrows and glanced at Leng Mo Xiaoqian'er, who was two steps behind him but showed no sign of stopping.

The man named Li Bai tightened the sword in his arms. In fact, besides being a swordsman, he also had a side job. Nowadays, who doesn't have a side job? The old man who guards the door at home can sing a few lines of opera, and Xiao Qian'er, who wants to be a sword fairy, strives to be a domineering second wife.

Li Bai, who suddenly felt the pressure of employment, nodded, and when Mu Jin just opened his mouth, he continued to lift his feet.

Take a step up a notch.

A certain aura suddenly emerged from the man.

“You two…”

Mu Jin was stuck in her words and suddenly became extremely alert, staring at the inconspicuous sword in the man's arms, but... she was stunned.

"Ninth...Rank Warrior?"

This is a ninth-grade warrior with explosive momentum.

The whole place was a little quiet, but before some people could smile, the man with the sword, no, it was a warrior with the sword, who continued to move up the stairs.

An eighth-rank warrior.

Li Bai, an eighth-rank warrior, who was only seven steps away from Mu Jin, took another step forward.

Seventh grade.

Li Bai began to climb the stairs, taking one step at a time.

Sixth grade.

Fifth grade.

Until...a fourth-rank warrior!

When Mu Jin was only three steps away from the warrior Li Bai, she suddenly woke up and retreated a dozen meters away.

This great monk in the Jindan realm made way!

A fourth-rank warrior was already on the same level as her! When a Taoist was approached within three steps by a warrior of the same level, his weak body was like a child compared to a strong man. His life was in his hands, and he could not die any more!

On the high platform, Dugu Chanyi's expression changed. It was obvious that she also understood this. She scolded softly in a delicate voice: "What are you standing there for! Hurry up and go!"

Li Mingyi did not dare to be careless. He immediately flashed and filled the vacancy left by Mu Jin's withdrawal, standing in front of Li Bai who was of the same rank as him.

A fourth-grade warrior, teaming up with a Taoist practitioner in the late Jindan realm, can barely suppress another fourth-grade warrior.

Dugu Chanyi, who was sweating from the shock, breathed a sigh of relief. Then, at this moment, the warrior holding the sword did not stop at all when facing two people of the same level.

They were three steps away.

Li Bai took another step, and his physique as a warrior improved again.

A third-rank warrior.

Li Mingyi, whose expression slowly hardened, was facing a third-rank warrior who was on par with a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator.

There are only two steps left between the two warriors. In a real fighting arena, there is an absolute area where only one person can stand.

Before everyone on the field could get terrified, the man named Li Bai smiled again, and then he...

He raised his foot and took another step.

Second grade.

The whole place was silent for a moment.