123: Whose face is being slapped?

Lin Ye is indeed your Saint now, that is correct.

But you, Xiang Tiange, are at least the number one Sequence Disciple, right?

If someone like you is called a pawn, what are the others called? Cannon fodder?!

Even if you want to find an excuse to fight me, please use your brain and find a better reason, okay?

"Brother Xiang, how about this? I will spar with Brother Lin first, and then I will fight you later!"

Helpless, Liao Feng could only compromise, but before fighting Xiang Tiange, he still wanted to have a bout with Lin Ye first.

This was not just to show off his talent in front of Wu Mingyue; there was another matter. In his previous life, that figure had left a deep impression on him.

It could be said that it was already becoming his Heart Demon.

In this life, he was destined to be invincible in the world, but before that, he had to shatter his Heart Demon; otherwise, there would always be flaws on his path to invincibility!

Currently, Lin Ye had just begun to show his potential.

The two of them were at similar Realms, making it the perfect time to verify the Dao.

That was why Liao Feng wanted to spar with Lin Ye first.

Hearing this, Xiang Tiange frowned, his expression turning cold: "I'm asking, do you really think you're someone important?"

"Hmm?" Liao Feng was a bit confused, not understanding what Xiang Tiange meant by that.

Xiang Tiange shook his head and continued: "This is the Righteous Qi Sect. You are standing in the Holy Lord Hall. Not to mention your rudeness, you just come up here and want to spar with our Saint?"

"Do you think the Saint must accept challenges from just any Tom, Dick, or Harry?"

"I will give you two paths now. The first is to agree to spar with me; the loser needs no further words. As for the second, it's simple: I will forcefully attack you, defeat you, break your legs, and throw you out."

While saying these words, Xiang Tiange had a calm and indifferent expression on his face.

Obviously, Liao Feng's repeated lack of tact had already angered him.

A Demonic cultivator is always a Demonic cultivator; Xiang Tiange naturally wasn't a person with a good temper, otherwise, how could he have suppressed the other Sequence Disciples?

"Hmph!"

Liao Feng snorted coldly. Clearly, Xiang Tiange's words had ignited his true anger: "Xiang Tiange, I know I was rude, and I have tolerated you time and again. The reason I don't want to fight you is not because I fear you, but because I want to fight Lin Ye!"

"If you want to help him test my hidden cards, you can just say so! I don't mind letting you have a look!"

"What?!"

Xiang Tiange was almost so angry he laughed.

He was fighting Liao Feng to help Lin Ye test his hidden cards?

Where on earth did this Liao Feng get such courage?

A Saint and a number one Sequence Disciple, do the two of them need to use a wheel tactic to fight Liao Feng?

Did he think too highly of himself?

Wu Mingyue had been standing there without speaking, her Phoenix eyes staring intently at Lin Ye, as if trying to see something in him.

But to her disappointment, no matter how Liao Feng and Xiang Tiange argued, Lin Ye stood there like an outsider, with a relaxed and comfortable smile on his face, as if these matters had nothing to do with him.

"Enough!"

Just as Xiang Tiange and Liao Feng were at daggers drawn, the Lord of Blissful Demons spoke, causing both of them to stop.

"Although young people's matters should be left to them to solve, for the two of you to be making such a scene here, what does that look like?!"

Hearing this, both Xiang Tiange and Liao Feng bowed to the Lord of Blissful Demons to express their apologies.

The Lord of Blissful Demons turned his gaze to Lin Ye and said: "Lin Ye, what do you think about this? After all, you are the person involved. Since someone wants to stop your engagement, you should stand up and say a few words."

The reason he spoke to Lin Ye like this was mainly because the Lord of Blissful Demons didn't know what Lin Ye was thinking.

From the moment he came in until now, Lin Ye had shown neither admiration nor disgust toward Wu Mingyue.

It could be said that this engagement seemed completely unrelated to him.

Now that Liao Feng had stood up, asking Lin Ye would also clarify his attitude.

If Lin Ye was unwilling, he, the Lord of Blissful Demons, would naturally cancel this marriage.

The Lord of Blissful Demons had never thought of letting Lin Ye play at marriage alliances between forces.

His Righteous Qi Sect didn't need to form any alliances. After all, the Supreme Bliss Holy Land belonged to the Demonic sect; they had at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, enemies on any given day.

With so many enemies, did they need any assisting forces?

Madam Miao arranging this marriage for Lin Ye, besides wanting to help him find more background support, also had an important reason: Madam Miao knew how strong Wu Mingyue's talent was.

Moreover, judging from Lin Ye's attitude toward her, his little Disciple seemed to like mature women.

With many conditions added together, Wu Mingyue was simply the perfect candidate!

Hearing the Lord of Blissful Demons' question, Lin Ye knew he couldn't stay silent. He had originally been observing there.

Observing how Liao Feng, this Son of Destiny, would carry out that plot of acting cool and slapping faces.

Now it seemed that acting cool and slapping faces really did require a "villain character."

But he was no villain; he was also a Son of Destiny. Another Son of Destiny wanted to play at acting cool and slapping faces? Let's see which one of us acts cool and who slaps whose face!

Thinking of this, Lin Ye looked at Wu Mingyue and said softly: "Great Princess, are you willing to enter into an engagement with me?"

"Hmm?"

Wu Mingyue was a bit surprised.

She had originally thought about seeing how Lin Ye would deal with Liao Feng, but the other party had directly asked her?

Wu Mingyue smiled enchantingly: "Just as I said at the beginning, regarding the engagement, if I didn't agree, I wouldn't have come."

Hearing this, Liao Feng's face turned even darker.

Lin Ye, on the other hand, appeared very satisfied. He turned to look at Liao Feng: "I naturally agree to this engagement. So, may I ask, Brother Liao, since we both agree, where does the talk of coercion come from?"

"Wrong! The Great Princess is being coerced!!!"

Liao Feng shouted at the top of his lungs: "If she weren't being coerced, how would she marry you, this Devil Head?!"

"Hmm?"

Lin Ye's eyes grew cold as he said softly: "Brother Liao, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Don't you know that I am a person of the Righteous Path?"

"That's right!!!"

As the voice rang out, a man dressed in white walked in.

The person who arrived was none other than Lin Ye's lackey, Cheng Dezhu!

He had been studying Demonic Technique previously. After all, his Confucian Dao cultivation was completely lost, but he hadn't expected that the Demonic Technique would be very compatible with him. In a short time, his cultivation was even three parts better than before.

This made him even more convinced that meeting Lin Ye was destiny.

Just now, he had been in seclusion, but he received a voice transmission from his Lord of Blissful Demons saying that someone was giving Lin Ye a hard time.

How could Cheng Dezhu, as the number one lackey, endure this? He came out of seclusion directly and arrived at the Holy Lord Hall.

He happened to hear Lin Ye's words and quickly shouted.