Qian Xianjun looked at Qian Mo's indignant look and said calmly: "Mo'er, know your shame and be brave. This time you lose to Ye Feng, it doesn't mean anything. In fact, I knew you would not be Ye Feng's opponent. You remember this lesson in your heart and will play an important role in your future martial arts and achievements!"

"Dad, I understand!"

Qian Mo slowly raised his head, imprinted his hatred towards Ye Feng deep into his bone marrow, and then tried his best to get rid of the influence of hatred.

He knew his father's good intentions.

Since his birth, he has never been detrimental, has a skewed temperament, and has not suffered any setbacks.

Therefore, even though he is extremely talented, he has never been able to touch the shackles of the half-step emperor and has always been in a state of being neither up nor down.

Although this blow made him lose all his face, it finally smoothed out all his arrogance. He finally had a goal that must be surpassed and a person that must be killed!

He will never fall until he truly defeats Ye Feng!

Looking at Qian Mo'n's head, Qian Xianjun seemed to see his sharp self back then, and smiled with relief: "You can call all the resources of the Qian family. Mo'er, remember that in this era, the right to speak is in the hands of the strong. When you are strong enough, everyone will be kind to you and everyone will make way for you!"

"yes!"

Qian Mo strengthened his belief in becoming stronger.

After pondering for a moment, Qian Mo said in a deep voice: "Dad, since all this is the will of the His Majesty in the Forbidden City, if we continue like this, we may lose..."

"Yes... According to my investigation, although the Majesty did not participate on the surface, the power he controlled had penetrated into all aspects. This Majesty, he was worried that our Qian family would not fully trust Ye Feng!"

Qian Xianjun didn't know what he thought of and sneered.

"Dad, why don't we compromise with that Majesty. After all, you have a life-long friendship with that Majesty. At this time, we will endure it and retreat to advance!" Qian Mo said in a deep voice.

The current situation is extremely unfavorable to the Qian family.

The Qian family must find a way to break the deadlock!

The best way is to repair the estrangement with His Majesty in the Forbidden City.

As long as this barrier is gone, Ye Feng will not be worried at all.

"Mo'er, you can think of this, proving that you have made progress. But you don't understand this Majesty. Do you think that if we endure it, this Majesty will be very merciful? This Majesty wants more. Maybe what he hates the most is the friendship with me! But... I will try to fight for this!" Qian Xianjun said lightly.

"Dad, if... if the Great Xia Dynasty really can't tolerate us, why don't we leave! The alien sea tribes and the people from the Western United Kingdom have expressed the meaning of cooperation, and we can never rely on anyone!" Qian Mo frowned.

"leave?"

Qian Xianjun was silent for a moment, his eyes flashed with cold light, and the decibels suddenly increased: "Why do you want me to leave? I have half of the country in this Great Xia Dynasty! How many brothers have died for this? How many of them have I paid for this! Just leave like this, I am sorry for myself and my brothers under the surfing! "

"Forget it! Mo'er, go out! Practice martial arts well, I believe your future will be brighter than mine! You will fulfill my long-cherished wish for you for your father!"

Qian Xianjun rubbed his eyebrows, his voice a little hoarse.

At this moment,

Qian Mo actually found that his most admired father had become a little old.

Looking at the trace of white hair on Qian Xian**, Qian Mo clenched his fists and quietly retreated, and the desire to become stronger in his heart became stronger.

All night,

Qian Xianjun stayed in the secret room without taking a step.

On that day, Qian Xianjun put on his robe and went straight to the Forbidden City to visit the master of the Daxia Dynasty.

When he stepped into the main gate, Qian Xianjun raised his head and kept feeling up.

Step by step, Qian Xianjun walked extremely heavily until the palace where the master of the Daxia Dynasty was located.

Pushing open the heavy door, a crackling sound rang out.

Qian Xianjun stepped in and saw the master of the Great Xia Dynasty wearing a skeleton mask. He felt the wisp of pressure released by the His Majesty, his expression remained unchanged, and said lightly: "Your Majesty!"

"Sir Qian, sit down!"

The master of the Great Xia Dynasty narrowed his eyes slightly, looked Qian Xianjun up and down, and curled up a curve to the corner of his mouth, and said, "To be honest, it has been three and a half years since I saw you. I don't know what east wind is blowing today, which makes Lord Qian condescend and surrender to you!"

Qian Xianjun didn't care about the words of the master of the Great Xia Dynasty. He casually found a seat to sit down, looked around, and his tone remained unchanged: "Your Majesty does not need to mock him. Some people, it is actually better not to see each other when they see each other again!"

"It's better not to see each other than to say goodbye. Why did Lord Qian come today!" The tone of the owner of the Great Xia Dynasty gradually became colder.

"I want to ask Your Majesty to kill Ye Feng and solve the biggest threat to the Great Xia Dynasty!" Qian Xianjun said in a deep voice.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The master of the Daxia Dynasty laughed out loud, his voice a little cold: "Mr. Qian, Ye Feng is the first genius of our Daxia Dynasty. He is the future and hope of our Daxia Dynasty. How can he kill him just by saying that he is killed? Such a genius, Lord Qian doesn't want to see how far it can reach? The practice of killing geniuses is not in line with Lord Qian's mind!"

"The Qian family is in danger. I hope that Your Majesty will kill Ye Feng for the old minister because of his past kindness!"

Qian Xianjun did not respond to the words of the master of the Daxia Dynasty and expressed his request again.

The past kindness?

The master of the Great Xia Dynasty raised his eyebrows and released his wisps of pressure. He stared at Qian Xianjun for a long time, slapped the table with a palm, and said coldly: "Mr. Qian, you still know the kindness of the past. Are you doing what you have done over the years worthy of the four words "benefits of the past? Don't forget that Gu is now the king, you are a minister. Have you ever kneeled once when you see Gu?"

"I am old and have poor legs and feet. I can't kneel down. Please forgive me!" Qian Xianjun said lightly.

"Since you can't kneel down, why bother to see Gu again? Go back, Gu will not kill Ye Feng!" The master of the Daxia Dynasty said firmly and could not refute.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Qian Xianjun hesitated for a moment, bowed to the master of the Daxia Dynasty at 90 degrees, and said again: "Your Majesty, I hope to kill Ye Feng for the sake of the past kindness!"

Looking at Qian Xianjun's bent body, the eyes of the master of the Daxia Dynasty obviously fluctuated, and scenes of that day appeared in his mind.
Chapter completed!