"Yes, my king." Guang glanced at the wolf minister standing on the left who supported the new king. The deterrence of those eyes was self-evident, no one dared to say anything, bowed his head, and did not dare Take a breath and keep yourself safe is the best way now.
"Wait a minute, let me see who dares to move them." When Zaiguang was about to do it, an old and strong voice came from outside the hall, and then a silver wolf-headed Zen staff entered the hall. Except for Guang and Leng Yetong, all the Everyone gave a big salute to the owner of the wolf-headed stick, and even the wolf ministers who were lying on the ground and howling, also struggled to kneel down. In their eyes, the owner of the wolf-headed stick was their god.
Entering the hall was a white-haired old man, holding a tall wolf-headed Zen stick in his wrinkled hands, and was supported by a child on the other side, walking towards Leng Yetong step by step. The Zen staff touched the ground and made a 'dong, dong' sound, and the hearts of the wolf ministers seemed to be beating with the sound of the Zen staff.
"Who do I know, it turns out to be the high priest." Leng Yetong smiled lightly, played with the folds of his clothes, changed his posture, leaned on the chair lazily, held up the teacup, and said with a light smile, " The high priest was so angry that when he came in, he gave me such a big threat."
"You worry too much, King, I'm just a guardian, so I'm in a hurry, and I ask the king to forgive me." The high priest said forgiveness, but he did not mean to apologize at all in his behavior. Straight, cloudy eyes revealing light. Glancing at the injured wolf minister, he asked knowingly, "Is there any way that they annoyed the king? Here I apologize to the king for them, and ask the king to let them go."
"Why should I give you this face?" Leng Yetong smiled softly, and when he looked up, he saw the shaky face of the high priest, the smile on his lips became even stronger, and he took a sip of tea. He said with a light smile, "I was just joking, they just wanted me to launch a fight for the wolf king's throne once again, but their skills are not as good as others, so it's a bit ugly to lose, since the high priest wants to If you want them, then send them to the high priest, I think the high priest must be in great need of someone who records alchemy."
The high priest suffered a loss and glared fiercely at the injured wolf ministers, what a waste! His face was ashen, the high priest gritted his teeth, forced a smile, and said with a pretense of kindness, "This can't be done, Wang's day is full of opportunities, our clan's affairs are heavy, they should share the burden for the king, how dare I and Wang Qiangren, It’s impossible to make it. Besides, there is no shortage of people in my place.”
"Hehe, since the high priest said so, then they are useless people." Leng Yetong was not in a hurry, smiled lightly, with the winning ticket on his face, lightly scratched the tea cover a few times, faintly Said, "The law of the wolf clan stipulates that those who lose in the struggle for the throne of the wolf king, and those who are passively challenged lose, will be demoted to commoners, deprived of political rights for life, and those who take the initiative to challenge lose. Now, they will be sentenced to death. I wanted to give them a way to live and let them follow the high priest to clean up with you, but I didn't expect that there was no shortage of people in the high priest, so I could only give them the death penalty. Haha. What a pity, a pity , I am helpless. I wonder if there is anything the High Priest disagrees with about my handling?"