Evil Master and Disciple

There were four people in the room, Ye Feng, Fu Jinghong, An Nian, and Feng Biehe.

An Nian was pouring tea for them.

Ye Feng frowned and said, "Old Master, what's going on? Why are you all here in the capital? Are you here to spend the New Year with me? I have Shuang'er and Tianqi by my side, I'm not alone."

Fu Jinghong said, "What are you thinking about? We came to the capital for serious business."

"I see, if it weren't for something extremely serious, you and Big Rat wouldn't come here in person. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Fu Jinghong smiled slightly but said nothing.

Ye Feng frowned and said, "Why, you're hiding this from me? We're brothers, aren't we?"

Fu Jinghong smiled and said, "I'm not trying to hide this from you, but there's no need for you to get involved in this matter. You and Junior Sister Shuang'er should continue your training in the human world and stay out of these matters."

"You don't want me to get involved? Then why did you ask me to come here? I didn't even have breakfast, didn't even wash my face, didn't even brush my teeth, and rushed here as soon as I got the news.

With so many of you in the capital, something big must be going on. It's okay if I don't get involved, but I have one thing to say: this is the capital, the Confucian turf, not Tianyun Mountain. If you cause any trouble, don't ask me to clean up your mess."

An Nian laughed and said, "As expected, you didn't brush your teeth this morning. You have a bad breath. You've only been in the capital for less than a month. If you really cause some trouble, do you think you can help us sort it out?"

Ye Feng took out a stack of student ID cards from his black silk bracelet and threw them on the table.

An Nian asked, "What is this?"

"You'll know once you take a look!"

An Nian picked up a student ID card suspiciously, and after opening it, his eyes suddenly widened.

Seeing this, Fu Jinghong and Feng Biehe next to them also reached out and picked up the documents on the table.

Looking at the three people's wonderful expressions, Ye Feng smiled triumphantly and said, "See? The six sub-sages of Confucianism today are all my teachers. I'm not bragging, but in the capital, I can walk sideways and there is nothing I can't clean up."

The three of them exchanged and looked at Ye Feng's student ID cards.

Finally, Fu Jinghong said, "Is this true?"

"Nonsense! Six sub-saints wrote this personally. Can't you feel the powerful and righteous spirit emanating from every word? Other things can be forged, but how can the identities of these six sub-saints be faked? Besides, I'm an honest man. I wouldn't dare to forge a diploma."

Fu Jinghong touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Originally, he really didn't want to involve Ye Feng in the affairs of the capital.

However, after seeing that Ye Feng had six sub-sage teachers, Fu Jinghong changed his mind.

That’s right, the capital is the world of Confucianism, and more than half of the Confucian monks are concentrated in the capital.

The six sub-saints are already very difficult to deal with, not to mention the countless great scholars.

There is also a Sitianjian.

If any trouble really happens, perhaps Ye Feng's special relationship with the six sub-saints can be used to settle it.

Feng Biehe said, "Old Ye, you're quite capable. You've only been in the capital for over half a month, and you've actually become a disciple of six sub-sages of Confucianism. How did you do it? Did you spend money?"

"What's the point of spending money? I'm a recognized poet in the world. It's not that I want to be their disciple, but the six of them are vying for me as their student.

You didn’t see it, but six highly respected sub-saints almost came to blows in order to snatch me.

There is no way, alas, there is really no way. Someone as outstanding as me will be sought after by these senior masters to be their disciples no matter where I go.

You three will never experience the feeling of being so talented and being fought over by your seniors all day long."

Ye Feng's words successfully earned him six rolls of eyes.

An Nian said angrily, "Stop showing off. It's just a few crappy poems. What's so great about that? When I return to Yunhai Sect and spend a few days reading in the library, I'll be able to write good poems too."

"cut!"

Ye Feng scoffed at An Nian's words.

Fu Jinghong said, "Old Ye, since you are quite familiar with the six sub-sages of Confucianism, I think you really need to help with this matter."

Ye Feng said: "No, not quite familiar with you, but quite familiar with you. But if you want my help, you have to tell me what you want to do in the capital. Is it to kill people or kidnap people?"

The three of them looked at each other and suddenly fell silent.

Ye Feng jumped up from his chair and said, "Did I guess it was right? Are you really here to kill someone?"

Fu Jinghong said, "Plus kidnapping."

"Hiss, who is it? There are so many of you, you can't be here for that little Karami Lin Yi."

Fu Jinghong said calmly, "Lin Yi's matter is also under investigation, but he is not our main target. Our targets are Chu Liunian of the Jade Maiden Sect and that Special Envoy Bai."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's expression suddenly changed.

He immediately understood what had happened.

No wonder Fu Jinghong came here personally to take charge of the situation.

It turns out that the head master is going to take action against the mysterious lord.

This matter involves the Jade Maiden Sect and is of great importance. No one can be left alive.

That's why the leader secretly dispatched so many experts to Beijing this time.

He wanted to subdue Chu Liunian and Special Envoy Bai in the shortest possible time.

Ye Feng said hoarsely: "Where is the ancestor?"

It is not difficult to deal with Chu Liunian, Special Envoy Bai, and Lin Yi.

However, the mysterious old woman asked him to meet her on New Year's Eve.

It’s the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month this year.

Maybe the old woman has already arrived in the capital.

That old woman was a peerless master of the Heaven's End Realm. It was impossible for Fu Jinghong and the elders and disciples who came with him to succeed against a master of the Heaven's End Realm.

This matter can only succeed if the ancestor comes to the capital.

Otherwise, people like Fu Jinghong would be courting death.

That old woman could kill everyone with a simple move, just like how our ancestor killed those peerless masters in the square three months ago.

Fu Jinghong shook his head and said, "I know that the old ancestor has also come to the capital, but I don't know where the old ancestor is."

"What? It was the old ancestor who sent me here. Isn't he here?"

Fu Jinghong shook his head slightly.

Ye Feng frowned slightly. He understood that the ancestor called him over not to see him, but to find Fu Jinghong.

Although he did not see the ancestor here, Ye Feng was sure that the ancestor was in the capital at this moment.

The old ancestor is the pillar of support in Ye Feng's heart. With him around, Ye Feng dares to go to the palace to pull the emperor's beard, and then go to the harem to peek at his concubines and daughter Princess Changning taking a bath one by one.

Ye Feng said: "Old Fu, what is the situation now? When and where do you plan to take action? Tell me in detail."

Fu Jinghong nodded slightly and said, "The time for action is set to be three days later, which is the night before New Year's Eve..."