Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

Chapter 111 Holy Moon Palace Master, please have some self-respect!

Ying Suifeng obediently stood by and kept quiet.

Seeing the unpredictable expression on his master's face, he decisively chose to remain silent at this moment.

Judging from Sheng Yue's current state, he suspected that if he didn't act like a quail, he might be beaten into a real quail by Sheng Yue in the next second.

Since it concerned the young lady, he felt that such a thing was very possible, and it was definitely not outrageous for his own master to do such a thing.

At this moment, Sheng Yue's mind was entirely focused on Cai'er, and he had no time to care about Ying Suifeng's condition.

He frowned and pondered for a long time. Looking at Cai'er, who had fainted on the bed, and seeing the fleeting look of pain on Cai'er's face, he was about to explode.

"Shadow Follows the Wind, you stay here and guard!"

"I'll be right back. I'll go and bring that little guy named Long Haoyu over!"

With a wave of his hand, Sheng Yue knew there was no time to waste and was determined to take action.

Having made up his mind to follow the quail's shadow, upon hearing Sheng Yue's words, he quickly slipped to the hotel room door.

Saint Moon glared and shouted, "Shadow Follows the Wind, do you want to stop me? Do you want to see Cai'er get into trouble?"

"Lord, no!"

Ying Suifeng spoke very quickly: "Palace Master, Long Haoyu is, after all, a member of the Knights Temple. It's against the rules for you to just go and drag Long Haoyu over here!"

"Moreover, this is the Holy City, and the Alliance Government is not far away. The Holy Knight Commander of the Knight Temple, Han Qian, is located in the Government!"

Saint Moon snorted and retorted angrily, "So what if Han Qian is the Holy Knight Commander of the Knight Temple? I am still the current Temple Master of the Assassin Temple!"

Despite her anger, Ying Suifeng's words calmed Shengyue down somewhat.

Looking back at Cai'er, his old face was contorted in extreme distress.

"Stay here, I'm going to talk to that old bastard Han Qian about these things!"

"We really owe the Knights' Temple something. Not only is my great-granddaughter, whom I've raised for so many years, about to be kidnapped."

"Now, to take a little kid away from their Knights' Temple, they actually have to ask that old man's opinion first!"

Saint Moon left the room cursing and swearing, not caring what Ying Suifeng thought of him, completely unlike the demeanor expected of a Temple Master of Assassins.

Ying Suifeng was used to this and watched Sheng Yue leave, then sat down on the stool in the room with peace of mind.

While looking at Cai'er who had fainted, he also looked out the window at Sheng Yue, who was already outside the hotel.

"It seems that what the Palace Master said actually makes some sense."

"Does our Assassin's Temple really owe the Knights' Temple something?"

"Miss suddenly becoming like this, given the Palace Master's temper, it feels a bit like the calm before the storm."

Ying Suifeng's lips twitched slightly.

As he sorted out the current situation, he felt a pounding in his chest.

He was, after all, the deputy hall master of the Assassin's Temple and the hall master of the Knights' Hall, and had once charged into battle on the front lines against the invasion of the demon race.

But now he just can't calm down; the bad feeling keeps lingering in his mind.

The feeling of unease intensified, and he quickly followed in the direction Saint Moon had left.

……

Alliance government.

Han Qian was looking angrily at his grandson standing in front of him.

He was furious when he learned that his troublesome grandson had actually challenged Long Haoyu.

This little brat is really getting out of hand if he's not disciplined for three days. Just because he's young and already has the strength of a fifth-level expert, he likes to challenge people at the drop of a hat.

Just because I casually mentioned that Long Haoyu has a strong talent and is the most likely contender for the top three in this Demon Hunter Team selection competition?

With such a terrible habit, going to the battlefield would be like handing the demon army free food! They wouldn't even know when they'd die!

Han Yu is currently a troublemaker, but he still doesn't dare to act recklessly in front of his own father.

Looking down at Han Qian's angry face, she muttered softly, "Grandpa, I've also considered the challenge."

"After Long Haoyu and I both get a bye, I will definitely prove to you on the competition stage that I am no weaker than Long Haoyu!"

"Grandpa, you know my talent and my strength!"

Han Qian: "..."

Talent? Skill?

After hearing Han Yu say that, he felt a little reluctant to dampen his grandson's enthusiasm.

Compared to Long Haoyu, it seems that his grandson would be completely crushed in both talent and strength!

"Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about these things anymore. Let's just let this little guy suffer a bit later."

"If this setback can help this kid grow a bit, maybe it'll be a good thing?"

"At least, given this kid's current condition, if he were to actually enter the demon battlefield, he would likely lose his life very easily!"

Han Qian silently criticized his grandson's shortcomings, but in order to help his grandson grow up as quickly as possible, he made this decision in his heart.

Just as he had finalized these decisions, he suddenly raised his head, and a sharp glint of light flashed in his aged eyes.

Han Yu was startled and involuntarily took a step back, then looked uneasily at his grandfather.

Ignoring Han Yu's reaction, Han Qian stared at a shadowy spot and coldly snorted, "Lord of the Holy Moon Palace, do you people in the Holy Palace like to do things so secretly these days?"

Han Yu realized what was happening and quickly looked towards the location of the shadow.

The old man and the young man looked at each other, and then the figures of Saint Moon and Shadow Follow the Wind emerged from the shadows.

Ying Suifeng looked somewhat uneasy, but Sheng Yue's expression was rather sour.

Upon appearing, he immediately sized up Han Qian with a very unfriendly gaze.

Han Qian frowned slightly, feeling a sense of suspicion upon seeing the current Temple Master and Deputy Temple Master of the Assassin's Temple appear at the same time.

"Lord Saint Moon Palace Master, Vice Lord Shadow Wind Palace Master, is there something important you need to discuss with me?" Han Qian asked.

Saint Moon snorted coldly, "I have taken a fancy to someone and intend to take him away from your Knights' Temple. I have come to inform you now."

"Otherwise, if I take him away, you, Han Qian, will think that I'm bullying the Assassin's Temple because I'm relying on my ninth-rank strength."

Han Qian: "..."

"Lord of the Holy Moon Palace, now that you've said that, don't you think this is going too far?"

"Furthermore, since this concerns the Assassin's Temple and our Knight's Temple, I think you, Lord Holy Moon, should first show some self-respect!"

"Currently, among the six great temples, your Assassin Temple, Lord Holy Moon, seems to be constantly suppressed by our Knight Temple. The phrase 'going too far' is probably not quite appropriate!"

Saint Moon snorted coldly: "...I have already come to give you a heads-up, so this is not going too far, nor is there any need for me to be self-respecting!"

"I've already said goodbye, so I'm leaving now. Don't try to stop me, or I'll get angry!"

After saying this, Sheng Yue hurriedly prepared to leave, acting as if she had only come to make a brief appearance.

Ying Suifeng was speechless at his own master's decisive and domineering manner, and gave Han Qian a dry laugh with apology.

Han Qian seemed to be deep in thought, then coughed twice and said, "Lord of the Holy Moon Palace, if you want to take someone from our Knights' Temple away, you should at least let me know who that person is!"

"Who are you planning to take away from our Knights' Temple?!"

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"Long Haoyu!"

Saint Moon's temper flared up.

As soon as Han Qian finished speaking, he forced out these three words.

Mentioning Long Haoyu's name made his teeth grind loudly; he was furious.

Upon hearing this, Han Qian suddenly stood up: "Palace Master of Holy Moon, who do you mean to take away?"

"I'm saying I'm taking away that little brat from your Knights' Temple named Long Haoyu!"

Saint Moon replied irritably, "It's that contestant from your Knights' Temple, the Bright Moon Branch, who came to the Holy City!"

"impossible!"

Han Qian resolutely refused.

He was too lazy to ask for any further reasons.

In short, it's impossible. Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he wouldn't allow anyone to take Long Haoyu away now.

"It has to be possible, even if it seems impossible!"

Saint Moon said loudly, "My great-granddaughter's matter is related to that boy. I will take him back to verify some things."

"Hmph, if that kid weren't from your Knights' Temple, would I have bothered to come and inform you? I would have already taken action!"

Han Qian didn't care about the meaning behind Sheng Yue's words.

With unwavering certainty that the answer was absolutely impossible, she stared back at Saint Moon without showing any weakness.

"Does that kid have some other relationship with you? Why are you so protective of your own?" Sheng Yue said calmly.

Han Qian replied, "Long Haoyu is very important to our Knights Temple, and his teacher has now been taken as my personal disciple."

“Strictly speaking, Long Haoyu is now my grand-disciple. Do you think I would let you take my grand-disciple away?!”

Han Qian's explanation was better off not being this way; it was like pouring a pot of hot oil on Sheng Yue's heart.

My great-granddaughter is still unconscious. You dare mention your grand-disciple to me? Are you trying to bully me because I can't lift a knife anymore?!

"So what if he's your grand-disciple?"

"As I said, my great-granddaughter's matter is closely related to this kid named Long Haoyu from your Knights Temple!"

"Anyway, I'm making this clear today: I'm definitely taking this kid, Long Haoyu, away with me. There's no point in trying to stop me!"

"If you old codger still don't agree, then I don't mind having a go at it with you here!"

"Anyway, you old codger, you've been stuck at the eighth rank for so many years. With my ninth-rank strength, I can easily defeat you with one hand!"