This voice was vast and distant. It clearly reverberated in the restaurant, but it was as if it was a divine decree from the nine heavens.
The moment he heard these words, the always unyielding Timur suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His entire body was cold, and there was even a faint stinging pain on his skin.
His feet felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds.
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't take even half a step forward.
Bean-sized beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead. He seemed to feel the death god approaching him step by step.
At this moment, the voice snorted coldly and said,"
"Kneel down!"
As soon as he said this, it was as if his words were a law. An invisible pressure was exerted on Timur's body, causing him to involuntarily kneel on the ground. His knees were even shattered!
Seeing this, the well-dressed young man suddenly cupped his fists and said with a serious expression,
"May I know which expert is here? Please forgive us for offending you!”
"This friend of mine has a loose tongue. I'm willing to apologize on his behalf.”
At this moment, the vast voice sounded again.
"You have eyes but can't recognize a True Immortal. Are all Mengyuan people so blind?”
Upon hearing this, even the well-dressed young master could no longer maintain his calm.
This time, the source of the voice was behind them.
Everyone in the restaurant hurriedly looked towards the source of the voice.
Behind the table of these two people, in the corner of the restaurant.
At some point in time, a handsome Taoist priest in a moon-white Daoist robe was drinking.
His white clothes were whiter than snow, and he was as handsome as jade. His every move carried an extraordinary aura, which made him look like an immortal.
"When did this person come?"
"There were clearly no guests there just now. How could..."
"Is he a human or a ghost?"
At this moment, there was a commotion among the customers. A few people suddenly exclaimed,
"He's wearing a white Daoist robe, and he's so handsome!”
"Could it be…Could it be that he was the white-robed sword immortal?”
The white-robed swordsman wore a Daoist robe and was as handsome as a banished immortal.
With such obvious characteristics and his reputation spreading so widely, he was naturally recognized.
Suddenly, a short man jumped out of the crowd. He looked excited and shouted,
"Master Deity, it's all thanks to your help last time!”
"Otherwise, the people of our village will definitely be killed. Please accept my bow!”
As soon as he said this, the crowd immediately broke out like a wave and bowed to Yun Che.
As more and more people cupped their hands and bowed, the crowd grew larger and larger. In the end, in the entire tavern, there were more than a hundred people kneeling in front of Yun Che.
For a moment, only Yun Che and the well-dressed young master were still standing upright in the hall.
Yun Che put down the wine cup in his hand and gently flicked his sleeve. Vast and mighty true energy rippled out.
The people kneeling on the ground were surprised to find that an invisible force gently lifted them up.
"This... Could this person really be a god?？”
They looked at the Taoist priest in white with their mouths agape. For a moment, they felt as if they were in a dream.
At this moment, the well-dressed young master gritted his teeth and came before Yun Che.
She had a warm smile on her face, making people feel like they were bathed in the spring breeze. She sat very casually beside Yun Che, raised the wine pot, and filled Yun Che's cup.
Yun Che chuckled and said lightly,"
"You sure are familiar."
The well-dressed young master's gaze was deep and clear. He looked at Yun Che fearlessly and said sincerely,"
"Your esteemed self is an extraordinary expert. His martial arts are extraordinary and can be said to be close to that of an immortal.”
"This companion of mine has offended you. Although he has offended you, he is not guilty of death. Please be magnanimous and let him off. I will let him kowtow to you and apologize.”
Yun Che downed the wine in his cup and said expressionlessly,"
"What if I say no?"
The young man in luxurious clothes had a cold expression and said in a deep voice,
"Sir, you have to think carefully. This is the capital of the Great Capital, the capital of Meng Yuan.”
"And he is the son of the current Prime Minister Tuotuo. If you cause a disaster, even if you have great abilities, you won't be able to escape!”
At this moment, Timur, who was kneeling on the ground, endured the pain in his knees and shouted,
"Hurry up and let me go, or none of you will live!”
Upon hearing this, all the customers present shivered and felt a chill in their hearts.
"This son of a b * tch is actually the Prime Minister's son?”
"This is not good. It seems that today's matter will not end well!”
"This is bad!"
At this moment, Yun Che suddenly burst out laughing, his laughter shaking the surroundings.
The well-dressed young man's heart trembled, and he secretly felt that things were not good.
"This idiot, isn't he courting death?”
He hurriedly looked at that person and said anxiously,
"Your Majesty, you can't! Timur has lost his mind, please…"
However, it was too late.
Yun Che smiled and said softly,"
"Do you think your Prime Minister can protect you?”
"If I provoke the Dao Master, even if it's the emperor, I'll kill him!”
As he finished speaking, his fingers formed a sword, and divine light danced on his fingertips.
Whoosh!
A beam of white sword Qi shot out and pierced through the Prime Minister's son's forehead.
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