The Feng Zun Journey
One More Panic
“Your Excellency Feng Zun, the Conference Continents Terrace Meeting will begin at noon. Until that time comes, the participants can rest at the Peak of Holy Mountain.”
As Bu Han took the lead in front, he again said, "If our hospitality proves to be insufficient, please don't be offended."
"Mm" grumbled Feng Zun but he did not speak.
Bu Han however, was a little regretful. "Your Majesty, our leader is planning to welcome you personally, but there are too many guests here today, so he really can't find the time ..."
“No problem." Feng Zun said with a wave of his hand. "No need to say anything more."
Bu Han immediately understood it, he knew that Feng Zun was not interested in such pleasantries.
Tianba who was standing beside her, meanwhile, was repeatedly shocked as he watched this scene.
Previously, he had not fully believed that Feng Zun was here to participate at the meeting.
Now, after seeing Deacon Bu Han's demeanor, he dared to say for sure that the Mysterious Titan Sect really valued him very much!
'I wonder what Big Brother Feng has been up to lately, why does the Mysterious Titan Sect treat him so respectfully and politely…?' Tianba was inwardly confused. 'Later on, I will have to find information about what really happened two months ago in the Great Zhou!'
When Feng Zun's entourage arrived at the center of the mountain, they saw many figures clustered in groups, they laughed and chatted with each other's groups.
As Feng Zun turned his head, Bu Han immediately whispered an explanation, “There are so many factions who have come to attend this meeting. However, only the greatest factions and top experts like you, are qualified to come to the Peak of the Sacred Mountain to discuss important matters.
Based on what was implied, he said that only the higher-ups of the top factions could gather at the center of the mountain.
Feng Zun nodded, and when he was just about to proceed to the center of the mountain, but suddenly, a golden-robed middle-aged man rushed over to Tianba.
He said nervously, “Tianba what are you doing here? Don't you know how big of a disaster your teacher has caused?"
Tianba's beautiful face changed.
He took a deep breath and said, "Senior Brother Jing, I came to the Terrace of the Continent Conference specifically to help my teacher over the hardships he experienced."
The gold-robed middle-aged man said in annoyance, “Omong is empty! Don't you know what kind of event this is? Moreover, now that he had offended the Nine Lightning Sect, who might be able to help him now?"
Tianba's face paled, “Senior Brother Jing, my teacher is the supreme elder of the Cloud Sword Sect, as well as your martial master. How... How can you say something like that?"
The expression of the golden-robed middle-aged man changed.
Finally, he sighed, “Tianba, why do you still not understand? The incident your teacher caused is too big to involve our Cloud Sword Sect."
“In addition, the sect leader has ordered that he be stripped of his title as the supreme elder and banished from the sect!”
Tianba reacted as if he had been struck by lightning, his face paled, and he barely dared to believe his ears.
Then, he was so angry that his delicate body trembled, "You... You are not helping at all... but why?"
The golden-robed middle-aged man said expressionlessly, “Tianba, if we don't do this, your teacher will only involve the entire Cloud Sword Sect....
That's when Feng Zun calmly interjected, “ Nothing will happen to him. Nor will anything happen to Mr. Haoran.”
He couldn't be bothered to glance at the gold-robed, middle-aged man anymore. He simply patted Tianba on the shoulder and said, “Don't mind him, let's go."
Tianba nodded with a sad expression.
Undoubtedly that he had just experienced a great shock, he looked dazed, confused, sad, and desperate.
"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of our Cloud Sword Sect?” the gold-robed man said unhappily.
Bu Han suddenly stepped up and looked at the golden-clothed man coldly, "Do you know who I am?"
The golden robed man froze.
However, the moment he saw the silver badge hanging on Bu Han's waist, he immediately stiffened, trembled, and hurriedly bowed. “Jing Luyong greet you, esteemed deacon!”
The Cloud Sword Sect had been subordinates of the Mysterious Titan Sect, even their sect masters had to treat the deacon of the Mysterious Titan Sect with great respect!
Bu Han said coldly, “His Highness Feng Zun and Miss Tianba are both honored guests of our Mysterious Titan Sect. If you dare to treat them with disrespect once again, don't blame me for behaving badly."
With that, he turned around and rushed forward to continue leading Feng Zun.
The golden-robed man stood there in a daze, drenched from head to toe in cold sweat.
How could Tianba be the honored guest of the Mysterious Titan Sect!?
And who exactly is 'His Highness Feng Zun'?
Waita minute!
The gold-robed man suddenly recalled something. The leader of the Cloud Sword Sect, Qiu Lianzhi, was currently at the Peak of the Sacred Mountain.
However, he was now with the higher-ups of the Mysterious Titan Sect, working as one of the greeters of their important guests.
If the Sect Master saw Tianba, he would definitely make a fuss!
The golden-robed man inwardly shouted in panic.
When he was just about to chase them, but he saw that Feng Zun and his friends were already far away.
Given his status, he was in no way qualified to enter the Holy Mountain Peak region.
This.... What should I do now!?
The golden-robed man was panicking like an ant standing on a hot frying pan, and he was completely confused.