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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?

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no hesitance, the scholar replied to Mi Chu. He then earnestly said, “If you are looking for the survivors of Mi Village, 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

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

the weak, and we don’t take what’s not ours. We must practice martial arts well, and our

he grew. Although he could

a hoodlum, a trickster, or a beggar, all due to his father’s teachings. And this choice had allowed him to make friends like Xu Lao, Tang Luo, and Xiao Zheng. He felt

bullies who delight in oppressing the weak? Filled with rage, Mi Bai stared at

he had admitted to being the remnants of Mi Village, leaving them flabbergasted. How had such a fool managed

was like a ruling Saint King. His savage and domineering aura erupted, and with killing intent in his eyes he directly questioned Xiao Zheng,

to say.” Xiao Zheng took a deep breath. Despite his status as the son of the Xiao Family’s clan leader preventing him from further aiding Mi Bai, he tried to create an opportunity for

“Silence!”

his sentence, he was rudely interrupted by

Mi Chu had no desire to hear

back by the Yan Spirit Realm, he couldn’t help but feel a surging anger. This scholar had been selling his calligraphy at the West City

poetry and calligraphy being sold so cheaply by

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

meet

didn’t want any

and burn all the calligraphies sold by Mi Bai

verdict, “Son of Mi Qing, remnants of Mi Village, concealing your presence among the folk of Xiling City, you have been recruiting men with the intention of avenging the rebels of Xiling. Your crimes are unforgivable! I, Chu, will send you and these rebels to hell today. Do you