Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

Observing The Ceremony (3)

The two finally sat down on a high platform.

With a wave of Tang Fei’s hand, a fragrant roast chicken appeared in front of him. Tang Fei smiled at Feng Shao, “Since you’re drinking, how could we not have food to go with it?”

Feng Shao smiled, tore off a chicken leg, and said while eating, “I never thought that the future Holy Lord of Ziqing Sacred Land would hide here and eat roast chicken with others. No one would probably believe it if I told others, right?”

Tang Fei casually ate a mouthful of roast chicken, took another sip of wine, shook his head, and smiled, “What kind of Holy Lord am I? It’s just a small Divine Transformation realm cultivator! In the entire history of Ziqing Sacred Land, there has never been a Holy Lord as weak as me!”

“Strength can always be cultivated. Your talent is outstanding, and it will be a matter of time before you become a Transcend Tribulation realm powerhouse, so why rush?” Feng Shao comforted.

Tang Fei, however, sighed, looked up at the moon with only a small crescent moon left, and said, “When I was the holy son, I knew that this position would belong to me sooner or later. In order to be worthy of this position, I have never dared to relax in the slightest in these years. I not only want to become a powerful person in the younger generation but also try to catch up with the powerful people of the previous generation. But even so, I also know that it will take time for me to fully grow up. I thought I could have many years to grow slowly, but unexpectedly I was forced to sit in this position after only a few years.”

Speaking of this, Tang Fei smiled wryly, and laughed at himself, “Do you think I’m being hypocritical? All the elders are fighting for this position, but after I killed them all, I don’t really want to be in this position. If they find out, will they be so angry that they will jump out of the coffin and fight with me?”

Feng Shao shook his head and said, “You are not being hypocritical. You are carrying a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, walking on thin ice. The Great Elder and the others only saw how honorable that position is, but never thought about how much pressure sitting in that position would be.”

He patted Tang Fei on the shoulder and said, “What Ziqing Sacred Land needs is you, a Holy Lord who worries like this. If the elders were allowed to sit in this position, the Ziqing Sacred Land would be in trouble!”

Tang Fei took a deep breath and nodded heavily, “Brother Feng, you are right. Letting someone like the elders sit in this position will only be a bad thing for the Sacred Land, not a good thing. Me sitting in this position is better than them sitting in this position. What’s more, my master once placed high hopes on me, so I shouldn’t shirk the responsibility that should be shouldered by me!”

Having said that, Tang Fei picked up the gourd and took a sip.

“Hey, don’t just drink it yourself! Give me some too!” Feng Shao snatched Tang Fei’s wine gourd and took a sip too. But immediately, he couldn’t help but frown, and said grinningly, “Where did you get this wine from? Why is it so strong?”

Tang Fei laughed loudly, “This is a special product of our Ziqing Sacred Land, haven’t you ever drunk it? Nine times of steaming and nine brewing, only one barrel can be brewed in a year. I took it out, but it’s from my master’s collection. It’s a pity that the old man has hidden the wine for so many years, but in the end, he didn’t drink it himself. Still, it’s an advantage for the two of us!”

Seeing that Tang Fei opened and closed his mouth and still kept mentioning his “master,” Feng Shao had no choice but to think that Tang Fei still couldn’t let go of his master’s death. And Feng Shao himself suddenly thought of his own master, Qing Yangzi.

He remembered that at the very beginning, Qing Yangzi cared for him in every possible way and taught him everything. It’s just that things changed and people changed later on. Some people, and some things, after all, were different from before.

How great would it be if good things could last forever?

Thinking of this, Feng Shao couldn’t help but sigh.

“By the way, how is your son doing recently? It’s a pity that I came back in a hurry, and I didn’t have time to look at your son. From now on, I will often live on Ziqing Mountain, so I’m afraid I won’t have the chance to see your son,” Tang Fei suddenly said.

Speaking of his own son, a trace of tenderness flashed across Feng Shao’s face.

He smiled lightly and said, “This little guy has been doing well recently, and he is very close to my eldest disciple, but he is a bit unfamiliar with his real father.

It seems that I will need to spend more time with my son in the future, or else I will be not so close to him in the future. If he doesn’t respect me and becomes filial when he grows up, wouldn’t I give birth to this brat for nothing?”

What he said seemed to be complaining, but as long as others saw the smile on his face, they would know that there was more joy in his heart.

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