Bai Luo's expression flickered. According to what Ying Yinman said, Li Si should have been torn apart by the car.
The three races were all exterminated.
However, he stopped her.
"Oh right, His Majesty has arranged for someone to come over, who can be ordered around by Young Master Bai Luo. Also, with this edict, from today onwards, Lord Wu 'an's title will be inherited by Young Master Bai Luo.”
Just as Eunuch Chen finished speaking.
A few soldiers of the Black Ice Platform walked over with a few wooden trays.
After Bai Luo received the wooden tray, Eunuch Chen's ghostly figure had already disappeared.
This mud horse appeared and disappeared like a ghost.
Bai Luo was a little used to it.
"This is Xianyang, it's really magnificent.”
Yi Xiaochuan stopped his horse and looked at Xianyang City in the distance. He could not help but feel a sense of pride.
Without much effort, Yi Xiaochuan entered Xianyang City and led the horse around for a long time before stopping in front of a stall.
"What? You want to find out about Wu Anjun's descendant? Who are you?”
The stall owner's expression turned serious as he looked at Yi Xiaochuan with a wary gaze.
"Erm, don't misunderstand. I'm from the same place as Lord Wu 'an's descendant, and we're somewhat related, so I'm here to seek refuge with him.”
Yi Xiaochuan hurriedly waved his hand when he saw the stall owner's expression change.
He even gave the stall owner all the Qin Banliang he had on him.
He was afraid of causing a misunderstanding.
The stall owner weighed the Qin Banliang in his hand, and his expression eased a lot.
This amount of money was enough for him to set up a stall for a few days. He might not even be able to earn it.
"Thank you very much."
Yi Xiaochuan heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Without any hesitation, he headed straight for the tavern in the distance.
He gestured at Yi Xiaochuan's back.
"No, why do I feel a chill at the back of my head? Forget it, it's more important to deal with that descendant of Lord Wu 'an.”
Yi Xiaochuan felt that something was amiss.
However, he threw it aside in the blink of an eye.
This caused many customers to be unable to enter, so they stayed there to watch the show.
"Hey, you actually dare to stop this old man. Quickly let that yellow-mouthed child come out.”
Chunyu Yue blew his beard and glared at him.
"Damned brat, today we will use our blood to remonstrate with you.”
The group of Confucians behind him echoed.
The noise was loud and noisy.
"What happened outside? Why is it so noisy?”
Originally, he was cultivating the cultivation technique that Sister Zheng had given him.
Just a little feeling.
This mud horse was interrupted.
"Young Master Bai Luo, there are some scholarly disciples outside. I'm afraid that the news of you presiding over the reform has spread, which is why these people have come.”
Eunuch Chen suppressed the shock in his eyes.
He didn't expect that Bai Luo, who had only been in contact with internal energy mental cultivation techniques for so long, had actually cultivated a sense of qi and was able to breathe and gather internal energy.
"That's true. You only know how to talk.”
He didn't have the hobby of running out to greet these old Confucians.
"Young Master Bai Luo, you still need to be careful of this scholarly faction. They have always been involved in the chaos of the world, and they have even forced the royal family to rule the world with them.”
Eunuch Chen saw that Bai Luo didn't care too much about the scholarly faction and couldn't help but remind him.
Bai Luo shook his head.
There were simply too many ways to deal with the Confucians. After Great Qin descended to another world, they could casually flip through the historical records of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy. It was easy to imagine what would be waiting for the Confucians.
Seeing this, Eunuch Chen didn't say anything more. His entire person returned to his sinister state.
Outside the tavern.
"Damn it, this Bai Luo brat can endure it on the ground, but he still doesn't come out to deal with it.”
Chunyu Yue panted heavily, his face pale.
For a moment, he didn't have the energy to continue cursing.
The group of Confucians following behind him were also in a bad state. They pointed at the door of the tavern and kept trembling.
If it weren't for the Black Ice Platform's soldiers guarding the place, they would have charged in.
"Um, uncle, can you make way for me? I have something to do in this wine shop.”
Suddenly, a weak voice stopped the greetings of the old Confucians.
All eyes were focused on Yi Xiaochuan, who was leading the horse.
"Who are you? Are you the owner of this tavern?”
Chunyu Yue narrowed his eyes as he sized up Yi Xiaochuan.
"It's me."
Yi Xiaochuan was stunned by the question and subconsciously nodded.
"Bah!"
"You crafty sycophants, what are you doing to confuse the king?”
Chunyu Yue glared fiercely at Yi Xiaochuan.
"This, what is going on?"
The sourness of this damn horse almost made him ascend to heaven.
Before he could react, he was once again pulled to the center by a group of Confucian scholars.
"Step, step, step."
All of a sudden, the ground shook from the trampling, and groups of black-armored Qin soldiers rushed out from all directions.
Bai Luo and Gao Yao's figures also stepped out of the wine shop.
"Chunyu Yue, how dare you gather a crowd to slander and curse Lord Wuan.”
A sinister voice rang out in the middle of the group of Confucian scholars.
"You, you, Lord Wu An, how is that possible?”
Chun Yu Yue's head was filled with question marks.
What the hell was Wu An Jun? Wasn't he supposed to be a descendant of Wu An Jun? When did he become Wu An Jun?
"Young Master Bai Luo, what do you think we should do with these people?”
"Yes."
Chunyu Yue was almost traumatized.
What a f * cking crafty quibble.
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