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"Who's here?"    

"Xiangyang.."    

Marshal Huang shifted his gaze and instantly saw Xiangyang eating quietly beside him.    

To be honest, Xiangyang's eating posture was extremely ugly, but it gave people a sense of danger.    

Of course, this feeling of danger did not come from Xiangyang, but from Ye Chen.    

"He is a trash from the Xiang family? Why do I feel like he's a little strong?" Marshal Huang said.    

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win a hundred battles.    

When Marshal Huang proposed to his girlfriend, Xiangyang appeared. Marshal Huang wasn't angry, but he was ready to understand the situation.    

"I don't know. He suddenly became a Golden Core warrior. Even I am no match for him."    

"Could it be that he has been hiding his true strength for so many years?"    

"It's possible."    

Marshal Huang's gaze was solemn.    

The Huang Tianba had just passed away, and the Xiang family's strength wasn't any weaker than the Divine Wind Sect's.    

If he had a conflict with Xiangyang now, it wouldn't be certain who would win.    

Therefore, he didn't intend to use force.    

"Alright, leave it to me."    

Marshal Huang smiled and cupped his hands. "Brother Xiang, why did you come here? Do you want to witness the happy moment between Miaolu and me?"    

Xiangyang was stunned.    

What was going on?    

He had heard that Marshal Huang's temper was famous for being violent. Why was he so polite?    

"Master, what's going on?"    

Ye Chen said faintly, "Maybe it's because I killed his father a few days ago and dozens of Talent from the Divine Wind Sect."    

Xiangyang couldn't help but be surprised. He spat out a mouthful of red wine.    

This mouthful of wine just happened to hit Marshal Huang's face.    

"Master, you are awesome! I admire you very much now."    

The Huang Tianba was a Nascent Soul level 2 expert. He was an outstanding existence in the entire Devil City.    

If Ye Chen could kill him, what kind of strength did Ye Chen have?    

Ye Chen said it casually, as if killing the Huang Tianba was a small matter. Ye Chen's spirit was worth learning from Xiangyang.    

Xiangyang following Ye Chen was the right choice.    

Xiangyang became even more unscrupulous. "I'm sorry. I accidentally spat the wine on you."    

Marshal Huang gritted his teeth. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?    

"Young Sect Master, don't attack."    

An elder reminded him from the side.    

"Alright, I understand." Marshal Huang said with a gloomy expression.    

"It's fine, I'll just clean it myself."    

Marshal Huang laughed loudly and said, "Today is the engagement banquet between Miaolu and I. Brother Xiang, quickly sit down."    

"No need, I was already full just now."    

After that, the atmosphere turned cold.    

No one said anything. Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiangyang, as if he was the only outsider.    

Their eyes were filled with a sense of rejection. Xiangyang couldn't help but want to leave.    

Ye Chen scolded, "Where are you going? Have you completed your mission?"    

"No. Master, what should I do next? Marshal Huang caught me off guard. He doesn't want to fall out with me."    

" Won't you force him? You have to let Marshal Huang take the initiative to attack. Otherwise, your preparations will be in vain. "    

" Let me try. "    

Xiangyang thought for a while and suddenly said.    

"Marshal Huang, Mu Miaolu has a bad smell. I accidentally smelled the smell on her body, which surprised me. I don't know if you can bear the smell on her body. "    

Everyone widened their eyes.    

Was Xiangyang crazy?    

Why did he say such ridiculous and shameless words?    

Could it be that he didn't even want his face anymore?    

One! A woman with a bad smell is too shameful.    

Of course, this sentence would make Marshal Huang and Mu Miaolu even more embarrassed.    

Both of their faces were completely red.    

He had gone too far.    

Marshal Huang clenched his fists tightly, and the spiritual energy in his body circulated crazily.    

He really wanted to slap Xiangyang to death.    

However, for the sake of the sect's development, no matter what kind of humiliation it was, he had to endure it.    

Marshal Huang smiled bitterly. "What are you talking about? I don't quite understand. Come, have a seat. The engagement banquet is about to begin."    

" Young Sect Master, don't worry. As long as you persist through the engagement banquet, I will definitely kill Xiangyang when I go out. "    

"Don't worry, Martial Uncle."    

He wasn't angry?    

But how could Xiangyang let this matter rest?    

"Marshal Huang, let me tell you a secret."    

"Go ahead."    

"In fact, I am Ye Chen's disciple." Xiangyang said in a low voice.    

"What? Ye Chen?"    

Marshal Huang was so angry that his veins were bulging. He couldn't even suppress the spiritual energy in his body.    

He didn't expect Xiangyang to be the descendant of Ye Chen.    

Since he didn't have the chance to kill Ye Chen, killing one of his successors could be considered as comforting to his father's soul in heaven.    

"Xiangyang, I want your..."    

"Young Sect Master, please calm down."    

"Martial Uncle, do you still want to endure? So what if it's the Xiang family? He dares to fight against the Divine Wind Sect? If it doesn't work, we'll return to our sect." Marshal Huang said angrily.    

"That's our last path. We can't choose that easily."    

"But..."    

"[No buts, we have to endure until the end of the engagement party.]"    

"What? What did you want from me just now?" Xiangyang asked with a harmless look.    

"Hehe, I want your belt. This belt is not bad. One look and you can tell it's a rare one."    

He could really endure it.    

Xiangyang thought to himself.    

"Under such circumstances, you should make everything clear and let him understand the trend of things. He will naturally weigh the pros and cons." Ye Chen gave some advice.    

"Okay, I will try."    

Xiangyang summarized his words and took off his belt.    

"Since you want it, I will give it to you. This is my red belt. You can hang it on your father's grave to ward off evil spirits."    

"Thank you."    

"You're welcome."    

You don't have to be patient all the time," Xiangyang said. You should know that patience is not the solution to the problem. The more you endure, the more I will take an inch and break your bottom line. In the end, you will realize that you have nowhere to retreat to. You are as petty as a speck of dust.    

Furthermore, with my understanding of Mu Miaolu, what she likes is always the strong. "    

This was Xiangyang's final trump card.    

If Marshal Huang was not angry, he was prepared to change the set meal midway.    

As expected.    

Marshal Huang looked back.    

Mu Miaolu's eyes were filled with disappointment. She looked down on him deeply.    

He had never received such a look before.    

"Martial Uncle, patience is also a kind of indulgence. When you meet someone like Xiangyang, you better kill him and seal his mouth forever."    

Martial Uncle sighed heavily.    

"Kill him. If you really can't establish a foothold in Devil City, I will bring you back to my sect."    

"Thank you, Martial Uncle!" Marshal Huang had already made up his mind to kill him. He glared at Xiangyang cruelly.