"Humph, I'm worthy of kneeling down on you? Do you think you can convince others with a fake badge? I just checked in the temple's database, and there is no heaven-level scribe named Feng Xingying at all!"
"Haha." Feng Xingying laughed playfully: "What is your position in the temple? How could I remember that only saints and elders in the temple are qualified to check the information of scribes. May I ask whether you are a saint or an elder?"
"My, my grandmother is an elder, I asked her to check it out!" Ye Lanyu responded immediately.
"This is the funniest joke I've ever heard." Feng Xingying blinked: "So the temple can be so lax? Or do you want to trick your grandmother to death?"
After Ye Lanyu finished speaking, he was also frightened. Using his grandmother's identity to check other people's information has happened in several elder families, but this kind of thing does not comply with the regulations of the temple and has never been brought to the table.
They also bullied the saint because of her good temper, and several elders secretly doted on the family members.
For example, Ye Lanyu, who had not awakened the bloodline of God, was recommended by the Council of Elders to be the adopted daughter of a saint, and had great plans to take over the saint's position.
If it were the previous Saint, no one would have dared to do this.
Ye Lanyu has also been pampered since childhood. This time, the family even said that they planned to put pressure on the saint and force Ye Nian to accept her as a disciple. Ye Lanyu became more and more courageous.
Feng Xingying and Ye Lanyu were in a stalemate.
Feng Xingying's badge looked real, but Ye Lanyu had already moved out of the temple elders.
So who of the two is lying
Qin Molin wanted to speak, but Feng Xingying grabbed his arm and shook his head.
Feng Xingying really didn't mind if this matter caused a big fuss and went to the temple to see how shameless Ye Lanyu's backstage was.
Unfortunately, Feng Xingying's wish was destined to fail.
When a woman in white suddenly appeared in front of them, she spoke softly: "I can vouch for the identity of Master Fengtian. Why, Yu'er, do you even doubt my identity?"
"Saint!" Ye Lanyu was so frightened that he backed away and knelt down respectfully: "Master, I was wrong."
"Master, let it go. I never promised to accept you as my disciple. Even if you are my disciple, and you bully others by relying on the reputation of the temple, I will expel you from the master."
"Master, I know I was wrong." Ye Lanyu burst into tears and kowtowed as if pounding garlic.
However, Ye Nian shook his head and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.
A sudden glance, a flash in the pan.
The Holy Maiden leaves just as quickly as she comes.
After the saint left, Ye Lanyu vented all his anger on Feng Xingying, even trying to rush over regardless of his status:
"Feng Xingying, you vicious woman, I'm going to kill you."
"Bang!" Qin Molin said with a cold face and kicked Ye Lanyu far away. Rolling like a ball through the crowd.
The crowd consciously gave her a way so that she could roll further.
"But she hasn't knelt down for me yet. It's so boring to break her promise." Feng Xingying curled her lips.
"She is not worthy." Qin Molin's answer was even harsher, and he also explained: "You are now a Heavenly Master, and there are many people who want to kneel to you. Her character is not worthy of kneeling to you."
What's more, many young people began to kneel to Feng Xingying on the spot: "Please give me more advice, Master Tianshi."
Well, it seems that what Qin Molin said is true.
The previous tone was that Ye Lanyu was cheating and didn't want to kneel, but when Qin Molin said this, it became that Ye Lanyu was no longer qualified to kneel to Feng Xingying.