I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 2102: Thousand Years of Vengeance

"Senior Wu, Brother Wu, please restrain yourself. It is better to resolve a feud than to create one!" Liu Jun spoke cautiously, trying to ease the atmosphere.

However, Wu Rendi seemed not to have heard it and still looked at Su Wen'er coldly with no expression on his face.

Seeing this, Liu Jun couldn't help but feel helpless. He had known for a long time that Wu Rendi was a stubborn person, but he didn't expect that he would ignore him. Liu Jun gritted his teeth and turned his gaze to Su Wen'er, trying to find a breakthrough from her.

"Well, Sister Su, what grudge do you have against each other? Why do you want to kill each other as soon as you meet?" Liu Jun suppressed the anxiety in his heart, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

He really didn't understand what kind of deep hatred there was between the two that would make them fight to the death as soon as they met.

When Su Wen'er heard Liu Jun's words, her eyes flickered slightly, but soon returned to their coldness. She did not answer, but just looked at Liu Jun coldly, and then turned her gaze to Wu Rendi.

Seeing this, Liu Jun felt even more helpless. He knew that he had no say in front of these two people. He could only hope that they could calm down and not fight here.

At this time, Yao Guangxiao, Nie Yun and others had already hidden far away. Although they also wanted to help Liu Jun, they did not dare to get close to people like Wu Rendi and Su Wen'er.

Yao Guangxiao stood in the distance, frowning, and whispered to Nie Yun: "What's going on with these two? They want to fight as soon as they meet. What should Liu Jun do?"

Nie Yun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't know. We can only pray that they don't fight here, otherwise none of us can escape."

The atmosphere in the meeting room was getting more and more tense, like a taut string that could break at any time. Liu Jun stood between the two, feeling extremely anxious, but he had no idea what to do. He knew that he had to find a way to stop the impending conflict, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, Wu Rendi suddenly spoke up, his voice cold and low: "Su Wen'er, the account you made a thousand years ago should not be counted on me."

Su Wen'er heard this, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of sneer: "It shouldn't be blamed on you, then it should be my bad luck, right?"

When Liu Jun heard the conversation between the two, his heart suddenly sank. He then realized that the grudge between the two was so old. What was this matter thousands of years ago? Liu Jun was full of doubts, but he knew that now was not the time to ask.

"Can you two calm down for a moment? If you have anything to say, we can sit down and talk slowly. Why do we have to resort to violence?" Liu Jun spoke again, trying to ease the atmosphere.

However, Wu Rendi and Su Wen'er seemed not to hear and continued to stare at each other coldly. Seeing this, Liu Jun felt powerless. He knew that he could no longer stop the conflict that was about to break out.

At this critical moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the meeting room. Then, a guard ran in in a panic and shouted, "Your Majesty, it's bad! Someone is coming to the Catholic Temple again!"

Liu Jun was shocked when he heard this, as if a chill ran straight from his spine to his head. He didn't expect that the guys from the Catholic Temple would come again, and they came so suddenly without any warning.

Liu Jun still couldn't forget the figures of the ten late-stage Half-Step Divine Kings in the Heavenly Lord Temple. It wasn't that he was afraid, but if they really fought, regardless of winning or losing, with so many late-stage Half-Step Divine Kings, it would definitely be a disaster for the people in Nanjiang City.

Thinking of this, Liu Jun couldn't help but clench his fists, secretly thinking about how to deal with this sudden crisis.

However, Su Wen'er and Wu Rendi did not react at all, as if the arrival of the Catholic Temple had nothing to do with them.

Su Wen'er was still leisurely fiddling with the jade hairpin in her hand, her eyes indifferent. Occasionally, she glanced at Wu Rendi with a hint of murderous intent deep in her eyes.

Wu Rendi leaned against the wall, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes cold, as if the existence of the Catholic Temple was as insignificant as an ant. Obviously, these two gentlemen did not take the Catholic Temple seriously.

"Well, Sister Su, Senior Wu, can you two give me some face? We are facing a powerful enemy, so let's unite and face the enemy first?" Liu Jun said very humbly, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

He knew that he could not compete with the Temple of God by himself. The only way to survive was to rely on these two unfathomable bosses and cling to their thighs tightly.

"That's your enemy." Wu Rendi said coldly, without a trace of emotion in his tone, as if Liu Jun's request had nothing to do with him.

"What does it have to do with me?" Su Wen'er responded lightly, without even raising her eyelids, still concentrating on the jade hairpin in her hand.

The two spoke in unison, with perfect understanding. After they finished speaking, they glared at each other, as if they were silently competing to see who cared less about the coming storm.

Liu Jun's mouth twitched, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly surged in his heart. Okay, very good, he is redundant.

He thought that these two seniors would lend a helping hand, but he did not expect them to be so indifferent and even turn a blind eye to the threat from the Catholic Temple.

Liu Jun took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and secretly made up his mind that since they were unwilling to take action, he could only rely on himself.

He turned and looked into the distance. The figures of people in the Catholic Temple were faintly visible, and there was a solemn and murderous atmosphere in the air.

Liu Jun took out the Dark Sword, his eyes gradually becoming firm. He knew that the next battle would be extremely difficult, but he had no choice. No matter what the outcome, he had to do his best to protect everything he cherished. Just as he was about to fight, Su Wen'er suddenly chuckled, put down the jade hairpin in her hand, and slowly stood up. Her eyes were still indifferent, but the corners of her mouth were raised with a faint smile.

"Little guy, relax, these people are not here to fight," Su Wen'er asked softly, with a hint of meaning in her tone.

Liu Jun was stunned. Before he could answer, Wu Rendi stood up and added coldly, "Their target is not you either."

"Ah?" Liu Jun was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the two big guys meant.

At this moment, several figures from the Catholic Temple appeared quietly like ghosts above the City Lord's Mansion. Their appearance seemed to break the tranquility of the night sky and brought an invisible sense of oppression.

In addition to the masters of the Lord of Heaven, there were six other powerful figures, who were surrounded by a terrifying aura, and were obviously in the late stage of the Half-Step Divine King Realm. Such masters were rarely seen on weekdays, but now they were gathered together, which made people feel awe.

Liu Jun looked up at the sky, blinked, and said with a hint of confusion: "When did the late half-step God King realm become cabbage? How come so many of them suddenly appeared?"

Su Wen'er stood beside him, her eyes indifferent, as if she was not surprised by all this, and then she said softly: "Although there are not many old monsters in the late stage of the Half-Step Divine King Realm, there are some. Most of these people are ancestors of major forces, who usually practice in seclusion and pursue higher realms. The Lord of Heaven Temple must have paid a considerable price to attract these six people."

Wu Rendi stood aside, his arms folded across his chest, still with a look of disdain on his face.

"They are just a bunch of useless guys, nothing more than chickens and dogs." Wu Rendi didn't even look at these strong men.

Su Wen'er glanced at him sideways after hearing this, with a slight smile on her face, "Since you are so confident, how about you go and kill them?"

Wu Rendi raised his eyebrows, a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his nonchalant look. He shrugged and said, "Kill them? I don't have the time. However, if they dare to cause trouble for me, I don't mind taking care of a few of them."

Liu Jun looked at the two with envy. Look, this is the benefit of having strength. As long as you have strength, you will not be afraid at all. You can sneer at more than a dozen late-stage Half-Step Divine Kings.

As the three were talking, more than a dozen figures in the sky began to slowly descend. Their auras intertwined together, forming a powerful pressure that enveloped the entire City Lord's Mansion. The air around them seemed to solidify, and even the wind stopped blowing.

Liu Jun felt the pressure, frowned slightly, and whispered: "It seems that they are going to take action."

Su Wen'er's expression remained calm, but a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes: "Don't worry, they don't have the guts"

Wu Rendi sneered, his eyes burning with fighting spirit: "Fight? They are not that desperate."

As those figures landed, the atmosphere in the City Lord's Mansion instantly became extremely tense. Countless pairs of eyes were watching them, waiting for the shocking battle that was about to break out.

Liu Jun, Su Wen'er and Wu Rendi stood there, facing the coming storm without any fear.

The warriors in the sky finally landed. The leader, the Tianzhu Temple warrior with a white mask, looked around with cold eyes and slowly asked, "Wu Rendi, why did you break the contract?"

His voice was like thunder, causing pain in everyone's eardrums. However, Liu Jun, Su Wen'er and Wu Rendi were not moved at all, instead showing a hint of disdain.

Wu Rendi still leaned against the wall, the cold wind brushed the corners of his clothes, and the questioning voice of the white mask echoed in his ears. However, he just turned his head slightly, his eyes indifferent, as if the other party's anger was just insignificant noise.

"I'm talking to you, Wu Rendi, why are you breaking the contract?" The voice of the man in the white mask became increasingly sharp, and his face under the mask had turned red, obviously angered by Wu Rendi's indifferent attitude.

Wu Rendi then slowly turned his head, a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said frivolously: "How did I breach the contract?"

The man in the white mask clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and his voice was filled with suppressed anger: "In this war, it was agreed that those who are above the late stage of the Half-Step Divine King Realm are not allowed to take action. Didn't you break the contract?"

Wu Rendi sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "You don't have eyes, when did I make a move?"

The white mask was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Wu Rendi to respond like this. He frowned slightly. With his strength, he could naturally feel that there was indeed no trace of Wu Rendi's attack on the battlefield, but he clearly felt a powerful force fluctuation, which was definitely not something that an ordinary strong man could possess.

"It wasn't you who did it?" There was a hint of doubt in the voice of the man in the white mask. His eyes swept back and forth on Wu Rendi, trying to find a flaw.

At this moment, a cold female voice came from the side: "It's me."

The white mask suddenly turned his head and his eyes fell on Su Wen'er who was speaking. She had a graceful figure and long hair like a waterfall. The most eye-catching thing was the nine swaying tails behind her, each of which exuded a faint halo, as if it contained endless power.

"Nine-tailed fox? Who are you?" The man in the white mask frowned, obviously surprised by Su Wen'er's appearance. He had never heard of such a strong man around Wu Rendi, especially a legendary existence like the nine-tailed fox.

Su Wen'er chuckled, with a bit of disdain and contempt in her eyes, and her tone was calm but with a hint of provocation: "It's none of your business."