Chapter 58 The Emperor's Eldest Son (15)
"Haha, Brother Yue, I've been hearing a lot about your son's upcoming meeting with that kid from Tingyun Pavilion lately. I'm sure that's what everyone's been looking forward to today. But Su Bai has already arrived, so why hasn't your son seen him yet?"
As soon as he sat down, the retired emperor immediately smiled and said.
Yue Cangwu's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at the location of Tingyun Pavilion not far from the stage, exchanged a look with Su Rongrong, and then spoke in a calm tone:
"I've heard about Su Bai's deeds. He is indeed a promising young man, far surpassing my unworthy son."
On the far right, Wan Qianjin, the owner of Wan Jin Lou, looked over with a meaningful expression.
"Brother Yue, why boost the morale of others and diminish your own prestige? I think your son knows when to advance and when to retreat, and has composure. He is quite like you were back then."
His voice was hoarse and androgynous, but as soon as he said this, Yue Cangwu's face turned even uglier.
That good-for-nothing has his style? Isn't that ridiculous?
In his heart, Su Bai is the only son he has ever had!
The Sword Sect Master was not a talkative person. After sitting down, he closed his eyes to rest and pretended not to hear the conversation between the others.
At this moment, it was very close to the start of the first match, and Su Bai had already taken the stage.
The young man, dressed in white that was as pure as snow, with his clothes fluttering in the wind, stood there like a bamboo or pine tree, his temperament captivating all who saw him. Some old men couldn't help but sigh, wondering why their families hadn't produced such a genius. Meanwhile, many young female cultivators blushed, their hearts pounding wildly.
A handsome young man.
How could it not make a young girl's heart flutter?
Su Bai was clearly a man of many experience; his expression was calm and composed. After going on stage, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, pretending to doze off.
However, his opponent was completely outmatched.
A murmur rippled through the audience.
"Hehehe, so Yue Changqing really doesn't dare to come? What a disgrace! He doesn't even dare to show up in a challenge like this!"
"That's nothing. You don't know, that kid from Hundred Flowers Island was terrified when his companions were killed by Young Master Su, who was above his level. It's no wonder he wouldn't dare to come now."
"There's still some time before it starts, so they might not come at all. They might be delayed on the way."
Someone offered a defense, which immediately drew a burst of scorn.
"Delayed on the way? Didn't you see that several emperors have already arrived? He's even busier than the emperors."
"Exactly! If he's a coward, he's a coward. If you ask me, he should just admit defeat. I'd only consider him a real man if he didn't even dare to show his face. I, Zhao Laosan, will despise him for the rest of my life!"
"Pah! I think Yue Changqing is a good-for-nothing. He acts recklessly because he has a good father and some magical treasures. But when he encounters a tough opponent, all he can do is embarrass himself."
Everyone around burst into laughter.
He has a powerful background, but his cultivation level is not good. He also does evil, and as a result, he is chased around everywhere. He is very cowardly. With all these buffs stacked up, everyone can say something to him.
On the nearby stands, Yue Cangwu listened to the crowd's discussions with a blank expression.
Zhuo Feifan, the Supreme Elder of the Sword Sect, was like an old monk in deep meditation.
The retired emperor Gan Zhengze had a smile on his face, seemingly very interested in everything.
The owner of Wan Jin Lou remained hidden beneath his black robe, his expression unfathomable.
Time passed gradually.
The crowd gradually became impatient.
An old man had appeared on the dueling platform. He seemed to be the referee of the duel. He looked impatient and kept glancing at the sky, obviously calculating the time.
"Hey, that kid doesn't dare to come, just declare him a loser. Don't waste time, everyone's waiting to see the next match."
Suddenly, someone shouted.
"Exactly! There are tens of thousands of people here. If each person wastes a little time, how much time will that take? Hurry up, stop dawdling, let's move on to the next round!"
The old man was sweating profusely, cursing Changqing hundreds of times in his heart.
He looked pleadingly at Yue Cangwu in the stands, but the other man clearly didn't want to get involved and just had an indifferent expression.
Damn it, you don't care if your son is being criticized and condemned, then I won't care either.
He hardened his heart.
If the player fails to appear by the designated time, they will be automatically disqualified!
Even Su Bai, who had remained calm and collected, was not at peace. As time passed and he heard the discussions among the crowd below the stage, he couldn't help but have some doubts.
That guy was so good at escaping before, he obviously had some tricks up his sleeve. Is he really not coming back now?
Does he not care at all about his own and his father's reputation?
That can't be!
Probably not!
He was fully prepared, and his cultivation had improved significantly during this period. He believed that even without using the quasi-Emperor level magic treasures provided by his uncle and mother, he could easily defeat his opponent.
This is the real battle to make a name for yourself!
His mother had already said that there was no need to worry about the Great Emperor, so he had decided to be even more ruthless and finally vent his anger over the previous fruitless pursuit!
Time's up.
The old man frowned and raised his hand.
"etc!"
It was Su Bai who spoke up to stop them. He stood up, his tone pleading.
"Wait a little longer, it should arrive soon."
The crowd erupted in uproar.
No one knew that Su Bai had previously tracked Chang Qing, only to find himself empty-handed and ridiculed. They assumed that the young master of Tingyun Pavilion was giving face to the Great Emperor, so he was willing to wait a little longer. So everyone proceeded to berate Chang Qing mercilessly.
The old man on the stage was sweating.
He raised his head and looked at Yue Cangwu again. No matter what, he was still in charge of Diguan City for the time being.
Yue Cangwu was also angry.
That unfilial son made so many people wait, which was quite inappropriate. But considering that Su Bai was determined to establish his authority with that kid, he held back for a moment, looked at the old man, and nodded.
Upon receiving the instruction, the old man was no longer in a hurry. He ignored the clamor from the crowd below and simply closed his eyes, pretending not to see anything.
until--
Half an incense stick later, Changqing finally arrived late.
The moment the wind-winged boat appeared in the sky, Su Bai suddenly stood up.
The onlookers, who had been waiting impatiently, also let out a cheer.
Some people couldn't help but start cursing.
"You little brat! Do you think you're the main character? Playing this belated trick? Who do you think you are!"
"Get down here and face your death!"
"Damn it, if Su Bai doesn't teach you a lesson today, I, Zhao Laosan, will have to give you a good fight!"
Perhaps sensing that Yue Cangwu didn't care about this son, the crowd cheered even more merrily, with many people blushing with anger, as if they had been greatly insulted after waiting for a while.
Only a few people in the stands remained silent, but they too were looking at Changqing.
Yue Cangwu felt that his bastard son seemed a little different today, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was different.
Changqing naturally heard the shouts and curses from the crowd, but he didn't care.
"Hehe, Yue Changqing, I thought you really weren't coming. The fighting arena isn't the South China Sea. Your skills in escaping won't be of any use now."
Su Bai stepped forward, his hair fluttering in the wind. His tone was calm, but everyone could hear the anger hidden within it.
Some people couldn't help but speculate that the two had probably developed a deep grudge, and this time, the fight might not be as simple as just getting injured.
On the stands, the owner of Wan Jin Lou suddenly looked at Yue Cangwu.
"Brother Yue, Su Bai seems to have a temper. Young people act without any restraint. Aren't you worried that he might go too far and accidentally kill your son?"
His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it was clear to many people nearby.
Yue Cangwu snorted but did not respond.
The owner of Wan Jin Lou chuckled.
"Brother Yue, how about I do you a favor? When your son's life is in danger, I can put aside my pride and lend a hand to save his life."
The crowd erupted in uproar.
While it's an unspoken rule that the descendants of powerful figures receive preferential treatment, it's still hard to accept that it's said so openly.
Yue Cangwu's expression grew even more unpleasant.
"Brother Wan, are you joking? The youth competition is meant to hone the younger generation of humanity. How can we old folks interfere so casually?"
His tone became even more impassioned, as if he were making a declaration to the crowd.
"The original rules of the competition did not allow for killing, so as to avoid excessive internal strife among the next generation of our human race. However, this competition involves my son. In order to ensure fairness, I, Yue Cangwu, hereby declare in public: Swords have no eyes, and life and death are irrelevant. I will never hold a grudge because of this!"
hiss!
Everyone gasped in shock.
Was the Emperor's heart really this magnanimous?
Many people in the crowd thought that the Great Emperor must be very dissatisfied with his son's misbehavior and wanted to take this opportunity to punish him.
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