C21 (2/2)

”Ha, you really dare to come in.” Seeing that Wu Hui had actually entered, Wu Yong's face revealed joy, and anxiously looked for him.

In the center of the hall on the first floor of Martial Skill Pavilion, there was a huge table. Behind the table, an elderly figure was napping.

Seeing the old man, Wu Yong grabbed onto Wu Hui's sleeves to prevent Wu Hui from retreating once again, and shouted loudly: ”Second Elder, Second Elder, quickly get up, there's someone who snuck in here.”

At the same time, in the lobby of the first floor, there were five to six disciples looking for martial skills in front of the martial arts stand. Hearing Wu Yong's voice, they all turned their heads and looked in their direction. Wu Kai was preparing to look for the martial skill he needed, but hearing Wu Yong's sudden voice, his face changed. He thought to himself that it was not good, he never thought that his cousin would dare to make a ruckus in the Martial Skill Pavilion, as this was a violation of the Martial Skill Pavilion's taboo, and the punishment he received was not lower than the punishment of those who stole in.

Just as Wu Kai wanted to remind Wu Yong, a person next to him blocked in front of him.

”Ah, Wu Zejun, it's you!” Seeing the person who stopped him, Wu Kai's expression kept changing.

Wu Zejun was an outstanding figure in the young generation of the Wu family. He was two years younger than his, yet he had already reached the Five-star of Profound grade, a person who could possibly reach the Innate Realm in the future. And Wu Zejun's father, Wu Haiyuan, was rumored to be a profound practitioner who would become a Patriarch of the Wu Family very soon.

”Wu Kai, for your advice, don't provoke Wu Hui.” Wu Zejun looked at Wu Hui, a faint trace of envy and unwillingness in his eyes. He never thought that this Wu Hui would actually have such dog shit luck and ignited the fire element. In fact, even without his father's instruction, Wu Zejun knew that he would not be able to offend Wu Hui in the future. However, in his heart, he still looked down on Wu Hui. In a world where strength was revered, he was destined to become an Innate, while Wu Hui was destined to become the clan's pill refining tool. It was fine to respect him, but it didn't mean that he was worthy.

”What, don't provoke Wu Hui?” He never thought that Wu Zejun would actually say such words, causing Wu Kai to be extremely surprised. Before, the person who had shamed Wu Hui the most would be this Wu Zejun, right? Even Wu Yong's cousin was a member of Wu Zejun's group, so how could he advise others not to offend Wu Hui?

Wu Kai had not turned around yet, but Second Elder Wu Qingling, who had been dozing off, was finally woken up by Wu Yong's loud harassment. At this time, Wu Yong had already half pulled, half pulled Wu Hui in front of him.

When Wu Qingling woke up, the first thing he saw was Wu Hui. He smiled kindly and nodded slightly, but when he turned towards Wu Yong, his expression changed and a ball of anger appeared in his eyes.

”Just now, who was the person making such a ruckus in the hall?” The voice was loud like a bell, and it sounded like a lion's roar.

”Ah, it's you! Ah, no, no, no, it's me! Ah, no, no, no, no, no …” Hearing Wu Qingling's loud voice, Wu Yong's mind was in a mess. Wasn't Wu Qingling supposed to care about who didn't reach the Profound Grade to sneak into the Martial Skill Pavilion?

”What do you mean, 'you and I'? Disturbing this old man's sweet dreams, the Martial Skill Pavilion is making a ruckus, scram …” Wu Qingling opened his hand and grabbed Wu Yong's shoulder. Lifting his hand, Wu Yong's body floated up.

Wu Yong let out a loud ”Ah” sound, and started dancing. Before he even finished his sentence, he felt a strong force kick towards his back. He could not help but run towards the door of the hall. The crowd only heard a series of ”ah ah” sounds, until there was a scream.

Wu Hui watched from the side as the corners of his mouth twitched. Ke Er, who was at the side, clapped and shouted: ”Serves you right!”

Wu Kai also blamed himself a little. When he brought Wu Yong here, he originally wanted to remind him of the rules here. Seeing Wu Qingling's actions right now, Wu Yong's injuries should not be light.

Wu Kai quickly walked out of the Martial Skill Pavilion, and saw that Wu Yong was lying on the ground, his face full of mud, and his hands constantly rubbing his waist. Wu Kai immediately walked over, supported Wu Yong up, and checked once. Luckily, Wu Qingling still had some sense of propriety so he did not injure his muscles and bones. Wu Yong's face twitched, he looked at the Martial Skill Pavilion's door angrily, and said: ”I will wait here, and see how Wu Hui is kicked out by the Second Clan Elder.”

At this time, Wu Yong rubbed his waist as he waited to see Wu Hui make a fool of himself. Wu Kai felt that something was amiss, he remembered what Wu Zejun had said and had a bad idea.

Wu Yong was anxiously looking at the entrance of the Martial Skill Pavilion when he suddenly heard Wu Kai's question.

”Of course, that Wu Hui is a cripple …” Before he could even say the word ”thing”, a cold killing intent suddenly appeared, causing Wu Yong's entire body to shiver.

”In the future, if there are people who say that Wu Hui is trash, then in terms of betraying her family, he should be directly expelled from Wu family.” A floating voice came from an unknown place.