"Let him come in." Yang Jianye said.
When Fang Lin below heard this, his face showed a bit of surprise and curiosity, the emperor's eldest son? Isn't that Yang Xuanfeng
From what Yang Pojun said, isn't Yang Xuanfeng in retreat? Why did you come out at this time
But Fang Lin also wanted to see how extraordinary this person who was known as the number one young master in Daqian Country was.
After a while, a man walked in with quick steps.
Yang Xuanfeng looked to be in his mid-twenties, and his appearance was not very handsome, but he showed maturity and stability, and there was a slight trace of vicissitudes between his eyebrows.
Compared with other princes, Yang Xuanfeng seems to have no special characteristics. It can even be said that at first glance, he gives people a very ordinary feeling.
But Fang Lin felt that this Yang Xuanfeng was very unusual, with the words "unfathomable" all over his body.
Moreover, Fang Lin noticed that whether it was Yang Wanshan who was kneeling on the ground with blood still coming from his forehead, or Yang Pojun who was standing aside, when they saw Yang Xuanfeng, both of them had a look of awe on their faces.
Although they were both princes, Yang Wanshan and Yang Pojun showed awe to Yang Xuanfeng, which was of great significance.
This shows that Yang Xuanfeng already has unrivaled prestige among many princes. Even other princes will subconsciously feel that they are weaker when facing Yang Xuanfeng.
Yang Xuanfeng walked closer, without even looking at Yang Wanshan who was lying on the ground. He first saluted Han Luoyun with clasped fists, and then saluted Yang Jianye who was looking up.
"My son, please see your father!" Yang Xuanfeng said in a deep voice.
Yang Jianye nodded and said, "Xuanfeng, you're here at the right time. I also want to hear your opinion on something."
Yang Xuanfeng raised his head, with no expression on his face: "Father, I already know about the second brother's matter. The responsibility for this matter lies entirely with him. Father should deal with it impartially and give justice to the fourth brother and Fang Lin."
Upon hearing this, Yang Wanshan's heart immediately became cold, and he sat motionless on the ground, as if he was dead.
After Yang Xuanfeng finished speaking, he glanced at Fang Lin, but it was just a glance without any expression.
"In this case, from now on, Yang Wanshan will no longer be my prince of Daqian. He will be expelled from the royal family and sent to the dungeon for thirty years." Yang Jianye said, sighing in his heart at the same time.
Such a punishment is undoubtedly extremely serious for a prince. Losing everything in the past and being imprisoned for thirty years is a torture that is worse than life.
The moment Yang Wanshan heard the result, he screamed, vomited blood, and passed out.
Two purple-clad guards came over and dragged Yang Wanshan down.
Only then did Han Luoyun speak: "Since His Majesty has already punished Yang Wanshan, Zixia Sect will not pursue any further investigation into this matter."
When Fang Lin heard this, he immediately understood. He immediately clasped his fists and said to Yang Jianye, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for seeking justice for this junior. I am grateful."
Yang Jianye shook his head and sighed, and said with a wry smile: "After all, it is my royal family's fault for this matter. Such a scumbag should be the one who should apologize to me."
Fang Lin was silent. The best outcome would be for this matter to end here. If anyone continues to entangle, the relationship between the royal family and Zixia Sect will really break down.
"Father, I heard that Fang Lin has won the position of substitute for the Three Kingdoms Competition, so I want to see his strength. I hope that my father and Sect Leader Han can allow me to have a test with Fang Lin." Yang Xuanfeng said.
As soon as he said this, Fang Lin was dumbfounded. He didn't provoke you or messed with you. Why did he want to get involved with me as soon as he came up
Yang Pojun also said quickly: "Brother Emperor, let's just skip the competition."
Yang Xuanfeng smiled: "Fourth brother, you also know my temper, brother Huang. When I encounter an opponent worth defeating, I naturally can't miss it."
Immediately afterwards, Yang Xuanfeng looked directly at Fang Lin and said, "Let's compete with me until the point is reached. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
As soon as he said these words, there was a bit of gunpowder. Fang Lin frowned slightly, what's going on with this guy? Does anyone force others to compete with him
Yang Jianye scolded: "Xuanfeng, don't be rude!"
Yang Xuanfeng apologized to Han Luoyun: "Master Han, please forgive me. I don't mean any offense. I just want to compete with Fang Lin."
Han Luoyun smiled slightly: "Nephew Xuanfeng's strength is naturally far better than that of my worthless disciple. If we really want to compete, there will be a condition."
"Oh? I wonder what conditions Zong Han wants to impose?" Yang Xuanfeng asked.
Han Luoyun pointed at Fang Lin: "My disciple's level is not as good as yours. If it's a fair fight, as long as he can hold on for fifteen moves in your hands, he will win. How about that?"
Yang Xuanfeng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Han Luoyun to say this, but it seemed more fair this way.
After all, there is a gap between the realms of the two. One is at the ninth level of Earth Yuan and the other is at the seventh level of Earth Yuan. The gap is not small.
Moreover, Yang Xuanfeng is the youngest master of the royal family of Qian Kingdom. This competition was unfair from the beginning, so how could it be a fair fight
Han Luoyun's proposal was extremely appropriate. As long as Fang Lin persisted in fifteen moves, Fang Lin would win. If he failed to persist in fifteen moves, Fang Lin would lose.
Yang Xuanfeng only thought for a moment before agreeing.
Fang Lin rolled his eyes at Han Luoyun, is there anyone as good as you as a master? If I can't even move fifteen moves, wouldn't it be a huge disgrace
Han Luoyun was smiling, as if he was looking forward to the battle between Fang Lin and Yang Xuanfeng.
Yang Pojun patted Fang Lin on the shoulder and showed a sympathetic look, which seemed to be telling Fang Lin to take care of himself.
Yang Jianye, who was in charge, said directly: "Xian Nephew Fang Lin, if you really can't hold on anymore, give up immediately, but don't let Xuan Feng hurt you."
Fang Lin was speechless for a while. If you all think so little of me, why should I even give you a try
At this time, someone outside shouted: "Princess Yanyu wants to see you."
When Fang Lin heard about Princess Yanyu, his face suddenly turned green. Could it be the Yang Yanyu who had an unfriendly incident with him last night
Yang Pojun also suddenly looked strange. He looked at Fang Lin and then at Yang Xuanfeng, who was standing there with the old god, as if he was thinking about something.
"Haha, Yanyu is here too, let her in." Yang Jianye said with a smile, seeming to be in a better mood.
Han Luoyun also smiled and said, "Yan Yu? I haven't seen her in a few years."
Yang Yanyu was seen jumping in, but when she saw Fang Lin here, her face suddenly dropped.
"Thieves!" Yang Yanyu said through gritted teeth.