"Are you very dissatisfied with me? Mu Chongxi?" He looked at Mu Chongxi with a smile, and the pressure of the fusion stage suddenly hit his knee.
Before his pressure could reach him, Mu Chongxi slid to his knees neatly.
Just kneel down, who can kneel deeper than him? His home is the imperial palace, and all kinds of people kneel in front of him all day long. Mu Chongxi has become very familiar with the whole process.
As long as he kneels down quickly enough, no amount of coercion or humiliation such as being forced to kneel down can insult him.
Mu Chongxi: “I dare not.”
His attempt to intimidate others failed, so he slowly turned his head and stared at Mu Chongxi, smiling at everyone with a dagger hidden in his heart, his eyes curved but seemed to be filled with poison: "Then tell me, besides me, who is suitable to be the leader of the Changming Sect?"
“…”
This is a fatal problem.
No matter who you say it to, you will inevitably be attacked.
Mu Chongxi was just a direct disciple. The elders and the patriarch were willing to pamper him, so naturally there was someone to support him in everything he did. However, the Seventh Elder was deliberately making things difficult for him. If he answered incorrectly, it would be a disaster.
Elder Zhao had not expected this brat to be so reckless. Didn't he see the situation clearly? From the moment the Seventh Elder was determined to collude with Buddhism, even if he was a direct disciple of the Changming Sect, he would have no face to speak of.
If his answer was even slightly wrong, he would be confineed and punished.
Mu Chongxi also regretted it. If he had known, he would not have joked. He nervously clasped his palms. Everyone was staring at him. The boy's heart was beating like a drum, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed. An idea suddenly occurred to him. He thought of what he had said on the forum before when he was criticized for talking nonsense. He raised his eyes and said, "Who else did you say is suitable to be the leader besides you?"
"Yes." The Seventh Elder's eyes were gloomy. "What do you think?"
Mu Chongxi said in a very stupid tone, "I choose Ye Qiao, she is the one that everyone wants."
Ming Xuan coughed and stood below properly, "Yes, I also choose Ye Qiao, she is the one that everyone wants."
Don’t ask, the answer is Ye Qiao, who is the popular choice.
Anyway, Ye Qiao is not here, so what's wrong with letting them choose?
Both of them have made their positions clear, leaving Xue Yu as the only one who has not yet expressed his opinion.
"What do you think, Xue Yu?" The Seventh Elder's tone narrowed a little bit and he narrowed his eyes dangerously, hoping that this only disciple with a normal mind would be more sensible.
The boy knelt straight, his voice clear and he smiled, "Me too."
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