Chapter 2169

Seeing Mu You was depressed for the whole night, but what could he do? The food was already eaten; he couldn't vomit it out.

After Seeing Mu You, other brothers were also arranged one after another.

However, the matter Ye Changqing promised the Peak Masters and Elders also quickly spread throughout the Dao-One Holy Land.

Many disciples and deacons, especially the personal disciples, wished they could kneel before their masters and beg them to bring them along when they ate.

This was a private kitchen—no, this was an opportunity to order dishes, and it was a whole table!

Who could miss such an opportunity?

So for a time, the doors of the Peak Masters were bustling with activity, with countless people wanting to drink a sip of soup.

But to this, the Peak Masters wouldn't budge. *Are you kidding? I'm going to eat a whole table by myself; I want to be elegant too. *

Thinking of Qinlong, Lin Potian, Hong Zun, and Qin Shanhai, who each enjoyed a table of delicacies.

Hong Zun, that old guy, had even eaten twice by himself, making them extremely envious.

*I want to enjoy it alone too. * So facing everyone, the Peak Masters gritted their teeth and refused to nod.

Even facing their own disciples, they were as hard as iron.

"Master, I'm your own disciple. If you eat, it's not too much to bring me to drink a sip of soup, right?"

"Eat, eat, eat! All you know is eating. Have you finished cultivating? Has your cultivation broken through? Has your combat power improved? All you know is eating. Get out!"

*Damn it, for this meal, even if the Heavenly King comes, I'm going to eat it myself. *

The Peak Masters thought this way, and the next person arranged was Shi Song.

Even though it was still a day away, Shi Song was already uncontrollably excited. The fine wine was already prepared, and this old guy had even contacted a top courtesan, just waiting for tomorrow to liven things up.

Just think: fine wine, a beauty, plus Ye Changqing's delicacies—tomorrow would definitely be a fairy-like day.

Fine wine and delicacies, plus a beauty dancing—this life...

Thinking about it, Shi Song couldn't help but laugh.

"What is Junior Brother laughing at?"

Huh???

He was just lost in thought when he suddenly heard Qi Xiong's voice. Turning his head, he saw this old guy walking in with big strides, looking at Shi Song with a half-smile.

Seeing this, Shi Song's eyebrows jumped, and he instantly guessed the purpose of this old guy coming to find him. He didn't even give Qi Xiong a chance to speak and said directly.

"Senior Brother, if it's about eating, then there's no need to say it. You guys eat private meals every day; do you still have the face to come and snatch mine?"

Qi Xiong, Yun Xian-tai, Yu Mo, Wang Man, Yuan Cang—these Great Emperors ate much better than them.

Although it couldn't compare to this banquet, at least they had three dishes and a soup every day.

Therefore, this old guy wanting to freeload off his meal was absolutely impossible.

Shi Song didn't have any handles in Qi Xiong's hands. He had lived his life upright and would never be like Seeing Mu You, having his handle held by others.

Seeing Shi Song's look of no discussion, Qi Xiong wasn't angry and sat to the side with a smile.

"Junior Brother, the Holy Land has considered it and feels that the Eastern Continent is, after all, the root of our Dao-One Holy Land, so the Eastern Continent mountain gate also needs someone to sit in charge."

"After everyone's unanimous vote, we believe Junior Brother is the most suitable candidate. So, tomorrow, Junior Brother will set off to sit in charge at the Eastern Continent mountain gate. You are not allowed to leave without a summons."

Huh???

Qi Xiong finished speaking with a grin, but hearing this, Shi Song was completely stunned, staring at Qi Xiong with wide eyes.

*This old guy is using public office for private revenge? You damn... *

There were indeed people at the Eastern Continent mountain gate, but only a few old deacons remained. Their lifespan was short, and they didn't want to leave the Eastern Continent, so they stayed there.

He had never heard of sending anyone to sit in charge of the Eastern Continent.

Besides, what kind of bullshit Holy Land decision? When was it decided? As the Second Elder of the Main Seat, how could he not know?

And "unanimous vote"—come, come, tell me who this "everyone" is.

"Senior Brother, you're not being funny doing this."

Staring fixedly at Qi Xiong, he gritted his teeth. Hearing this, Qi Xiong looked innocent.

"What does Junior Brother mean? This is everyone's intention; it's all for the Holy Land."

"Get out! Why didn't you say so before? Why say it at this time?"

"It just happened to coincide."

"Qi Xiong, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Fine, I'll go, but wait until I finish dinner tomorrow."

Shi Song said angrily, but Qi Xiong shook his head directly.

"No, set off early tomorrow morning. I've already prepared the teleportation array for you. Go straight to the seaside, and then you can take a space ship."

"I @#￥%@%￥#@"

A series of friendly greetings. This old guy was doing it on purpose. *Can't you wait for the time of a meal? *

*It's been so long, is it just these few hours? Can't I leave after I finish eating? *

This old guy was clearly threatening him—a naked threat.

"Are you threatening me?"

His beard was crooked with anger, but to this, Qi Xiong still shook his head.

"No, it's all for the Holy Land, for the big picture."

"Bullshit Holy Land, bullshit big picture. Qi Xiong, this is you using public office for private revenge."

"How could Junior Brother have such thoughts? I, Senior Brother, have never had any selfish motives."

Qi Xiong refused to admit he had any selfish motives.

Anyway, the meaning was already very clear: either you bring me along, and we brothers happily eat this meal together, or you honestly go stay in the Eastern Continent.

Seeing Qi Xiong's smile, Shi Song's teeth rattled.

*Old guy, you bully me too much, you bully me too much. *

His fists were clenched tight, and he took a deep breath.

"I... I'll bring you along, but you can't call anyone else."

"This... is not good, right?"

Yet Qi Xiong still looked embarrassed, which made Shi Song's seven orifices smoke with anger.

"You damn well better stop. Do you believe I'll fight you to the death?"

"Then see you at the cafeteria tomorrow?"

"Get out."

Having successfully handled Shi Song, Qi Xiong left with satisfaction.

But just as Qi Xiong left, Hong Zun came again. Needless to say, the purpose was the same.

"Third Senior Brother, I'm here... holy shit, what are you doing..."

Hong Zun's intention could be guessed without saying, but before he could finish his sentence, a sword light headed straight for him, scaring him into dodging to the side, barely avoiding it.

Then he looked at Shi Song with displeasure, only to see Shi Song holding a long sword, standing in front with a cold face.

*Did this old guy eat gunpowder? His temper is so big, I haven't even finished speaking yet. *