Three Hundred and Eighty-Eight: Admonition

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The godlike Mi Chu looked down at the humble scholar in front of him, and inquired coldly, “Mi Qing, who are you to him?”

With Mi Qing’s simple name flowing from Mi Chu’s lips, the boisterous Jiang Lin quietened once more. Many spectators stared at the Mi’s proud prince in incomprehension.

They knew he was unrivaled in his arrogance but now he seemed nothing short of a fool. b

Everyone in Xiling knew that Mi Qing was the village head of the Mi Village, but this type of inquiry was incredibly stupid. Even if this scholar was indeed the remainder of the Mi Village, how could he dare to admit it publicly? That would be akin to suicide. A few suppressed snickers rang out among the crowd.

Only Xiao Zheng had a somber look on his face. People often say that familiarity reveals one’s true nature, but most times, you could tell if someone was human or a beast at a glance.

The purity of Mi Bai was rare in his life experience, it was impossible for such a respectful and well-mannered individual to deny his relationship to his birth father in public. However, by refusing to do so, there would be no one to save him.

“Good friend, please don’t do anything foolish!” Xiao Zheng inwardly pleaded hoping that the gods could hear his prayers.

But if Mi Bai didn’t do so, then howwas he Mi Bai?

Qjng is my

it’s only me. All those children are innocent and were displaced in Xiling. Please release them.” He had known this day would come since he was ten. Either a member of the Tang Family or the Mi Family would appear before him, questioning his origins and his relationship with Mi Qing. If asked, he had made up his

and mother’s But what he would never forget was his father’s words when he coveted the new toys and clothes of the

we never lie or lose our tempers. We don’t bully the weak, and we

he grew. Although he could never pursue martial arts, he chose to practice calligraphy and painting, and each day

choice had allowed him to

always such bullies who delight in oppressing the weak? Filled with rage, Mi Bai stared at the group of children shivering in the cold, and glared at

being the remnants of Mi Village, leaving them flabbergasted. How had such a fool managed to survive this long? Looking at the scholar who was neither servile nor overbearing in the midst of Jiang Lin, the

ruling Saint King. His savage and domineering aura erupted, and with killing intent

breath. Despite his status as the son of the Xiao Family’s clan leader preventing him from further aiding Mi Bai, he tried

“Silence!”

interrupted by Mi Chu, “Unless you intend to shelter a

had no desire to

to be such a young scholar. Looking at the ‘Mountaintop Viewing’ painting brought back by the Yan Spirit Realm, he couldn’t help but feel a surging

sold so cheaply by this destitute

in the future He couldn’t suppress the urge to kill when he thought that the ‘Mountaintop

should meet

made up his mind to kill. He didn’t want any more of

by Mi Bai and only leave the ‘Mountaintop Viewing’.

phoenix, Mi Chu, like a ruling king, called the scholar’s name and announced his verdict, “Son of Mi Qing, remnants of Mi Village, concealing your presence among the folk of Xiling City, you have been recruiting men

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