Iron Sword Sect, Sect Leader's Hall.
The birthday hall had already been set up.
The big red lantern was hung high.
The red lights lit up the entire hall, making it look extremely festive.
A couplet was hung on both sides of the festive birthday hall.
Left-wing couplet: Fu is like the East China Sea, flowing water.
The right couplet reads: Longevity than Nanshan does not grow old pine.
The horizontal inscription reads: Fu Lu Shou Xi.
There was an armchair in the middle of the hall. Lan Tiejiang was sitting on it with a smile on his face.
On the left and right sides of the Hall of Longevity sat the leaders of the major martial arts sects in Qiongzhou.
The four elders of the Iron Sword Sect were also among them.
The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were busy in the Hall of Longevity.
...
"Today is Sect Leader Lan's seventieth birthday. It is said that a man in his seventies is rare.”
"Sect Leader Li is right. Back then, Brother Lan and I broke into the Eighteen Stockaded Villages of Qingshui alone with two swords and killed 81 villains of the Green Forest. In the blink of an eye, 20 years have passed, but Brother Lan's heroic and extraordinary figure is still vivid in my mind.”
"To be fair, Sect Leader Lan is definitely a hero in the martial arts world of Qiongzhou. If it weren't for Brother Lan's heroic deeds, how could the martial arts world of Qiongzhou be as peaceful as it has been?”
…….
Just watch.
The sect leaders of the various sects were brazenly praising Lan Tiejiang in the hall.
On the other hand, Lan Tiejiang was also full of smiles. However, he was very humble. He also flattered the various leaders and told them about the heroic deeds of the various leaders over the years.
Business support!
It was pure business support!
These old fellows were all old foxes. They had clearly only killed a few gangsters in the pugilistic world, but they kept exaggerating as if they had done something heroic for the country and the people.
However, these old fellows were even more thick-skinned than the city walls. As they boasted to each other, they didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, they had a smug look on their faces.
Even though this scene looked a little disgusting.
However, there was an old saying.
The martial world was not about fighting and killing, but about the ways of the world.
Although these old fellows were flattering each other, there were hidden mysteries in their words. None of them were simple people.
After all, how could a person who could become a sect master be so simple?
Very quickly.
Lan Tiejiang and the other leaders ended their business model.
Next, the elders and disciples of the Iron Sword Sect congratulated Lan Tiejiang.
"Congratulations on your seventieth birthday, Sect Leader. Under the leadership of our Sect Leader, the Iron Sword Sect will surely prosper.”
"Today is Martial Uncle Lan's seventieth birthday. Disciple has specially found a hundred-year-old ginseng.”
"Senior Martial Brother Lan, we have known each other for twenty years. Junior Martial Brother wouldn't say anything to congratulate you, but this Ambergris can help Senior Martial Brother calm his mind when he cultivates.”
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See.
All the elders and disciples of the Iron Sword Sect sent their birthday gifts.
Lan Tiejiang's aged face also glowed with a red light as he nodded repeatedly in agreement.
However, just as Lan Tiejiang's seventieth birthday celebration entered its climax, a cold and terrifying female voice came from outside the hall.
"Today is Martial Uncle Lan's seventieth birthday. As his niece, I don't have any valuable gifts to give him. Today, I'll give Martial Uncle Lan an elegiac couplet on behalf of my father.”
Chi!
The sound of something breaking through the air came from outside the hall.
A cold dagger with a white cloth couplet shot out and nailed it onto the hall.
Such a scene.
Instantly, the entire celebratory hall became deathly silent.
Everyone's expression changed as they looked out of the Hall of Longevity. They saw Bai Zhirou holding a memorial tablet and walking into the Hall of Longevity step by step.
The memorial tablet in her hand was none other than her father, Bai Qinghe.
"Niece Bai, what do you mean?”
Although Lan Tiejiang had long known that Bai Zhirou would make things difficult for him today, he was still a little worried.
However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bai Zhirou actually presented an elegiac couplet and even appeared with her father's memorial tablet. This still made Lan Tiejiang's face turn ashen.
"What do you mean?"
Bai Zhirou smiled coldly. Her beautiful face showed great hatred. She looked at Lan Tiejiang and said,"
"Back then, you made things difficult for my father in order to seize the position of sect master. After that, you even took the Origin Charging Pill from my father's hands and mocked and insulted him wantonly, causing my father's old injuries to relapse from his anger, causing him to die of depression.”
"Today, I, Bai Zhirou, will seek justice for my father.”
Silence!
Silence!
Dead silence!
As Bai Zhirou's hateful words entered their ears, everyone present fell silent.
Everyone in the Iron Sword Sect knew that Bai Zhirou was telling the truth.
Today, Bai Zhirou was obviously here to take revenge for her father, so she definitely wouldn't let it go.
As for the various sect leaders, they watched coldly from the side. Moreover, a hint of an obscure look of watching a show flashed across their eyes.
Don't look at how they were flattering Lan Tiejiang just now, as if Lan Tiejiang and them were good friends for many years.
But in reality, they were just brothers on the surface.
All the sect leaders wished that there would be internal strife in the Iron Sword Sect. When the Iron Sword Sect was weakened, they could take advantage of the situation and divide the Iron Sword Sect.
……
"Hahahaha!"
Suddenly.
Lan Tiejiang laughed wildly.
He slowly sat up from the armchair and looked at Bai Zhirou with a cold gaze.
"Niece Bai, I know that your martial arts are successful and your cultivation is not inferior to mine. With your talent in martial arts, even I am extremely envious.”
"But you want to seek justice for your father. Do you think you can succeed?”
Lan Tiejiang sneered.
Facing Lan Tiejiang's ridicule.
The murderous intent in Bai Zhirou's eyes intensified. She then turned to the two elders of the Iron Sword Sect sitting on the chairs and said,""Martial Uncles, what are you still looking at? Have you forgotten our agreement?”
It was a pity.
The two elders of the Iron Sword Sect didn't stand up. They only looked at Bai Zhirou with pity.
Such a scene!
Instantly, Bai Zhirou's expression changed drastically. She then looked at Lan Tiejiang, only to find that Lan Tiejiang was looking at her with a contemptuous and playful gaze.
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