C437 Martial King Mu Yan

In the Divine Martial Hall, a young man dressed in a luxurious robe was quietly watching a piece of Authority. He seemed to be quite appreciative of the description in the book. From time to time, a smile would flash across his face. His face was as clear as jade, and his eyes were like cold stars. Under his straight nose, a thin lips were tightly pursed. He had a handsome appearance, but there was a trace of coldness between his brows. He was a thousand miles away, and that person was the Martial King. Mu Yan.

"Heh, you're really calm. "

At this moment, an elder walked into the hall with his hands behind his back. When he saw Mu Yan sitting quietly beside him, he let out a cold laugh and said with disappointment, "I heard that the Crown Prince has already returned to the palace. And you are still in the mood to read these books? I would like to see how you are going to deal with him if he comes and denounce you!"

"Oh? You're here to denounce me?" Mu Yan put down the book in his hand when he heard that. He looked at him with interest and said, "May I ask, Grand Preceptor, what crime did Mu Yan commit?"

"You!" The old man was so angry that he almost flicked his sleeves and left. But when he thought about how the two of them were now on the same boat, One life and one life, one life and death. He had no choice but to stay and suppress the anger in his heart. He laughed coldly and said, "Now that things have come to this, you still have the face to ask me what crime you have committed. Poison the Emperor to death and assault the Crown Prince. Which of these two is not enough for you to die a hundred times. A thousand times! "

"Grand Tutor Lin, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't just say whatever you want. " Mu Yan used his fingers to rhythmically tap on the table a few times. With an inexplicable rhythm, he smiled and said, "Poison Royal Father to death? Killed my elder brother? Without any proof, how could the Grand Preceptor slander me like this?"

Seeing his always calm and composed appearance, the old man truly felt a bit of admiration. However, who would have thought that such a seemingly harmless young man would actually be incomparably vicious when he attacked? For the sake of achieving his goal, he would use any means necessary. Who would care if he was a treasonous person or not!

Just a few days ago, he used the excuse of visiting a sick person to poison and kill his own Royal Father. After that, he sent out several groups of assassins to ambush Crown Prince Mu Han on the way back to the palace, in order to kill Crown Prince Mu Han. He even sent out the Four Spirit Guards, although it seemed like he had failed. However, the fierceness of his heart was obvious. However, what made the old man's heart tremble the most was. . . After committing such a crime of killing his father and brother, there was not a trace of guilt or fear on his face. Instead, he looked as if nothing had happened. He was as cold-blooded as a monster!

Grand Tutor Lin couldn't help but ask himself in his heart, Is there really such a heartless person in this world? He knew that he was not a kind person. He had used his power and power more than once in these years to frame a loyal person. However, compared to this heartless young man in front of him. . . What he did was a kind person. . .

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. His emotions suddenly became quite agitated as he said, "Your Highness, even if all of this was arranged flawlessly by you, Not a single trace was left behind, but this is precisely the biggest suspicious point. Who in the court doesn't know of Your Highness's heart? Who did not know? If the Emperor and Crown Prince were both in trouble. . . I'm afraid everyone would think that it was you who did it. It would be fine if the Crown Prince died. We can give him a dead man but he didn't die. He came back alive, Your Highness. Aren't you worried?! "

"What's the use of being anxious now? There's no need for the Grand Preceptor to worry. If he can't produce any evidence, no matter how much they believe in him, they can only be suspicious. They can't do anything to us. "

Mu Yan stood up as he spoke. His thin body gave off an indescribable feeling of vicissitudes. Compared to the anxious and anxious Grand Tutor Lin, he seemed more like an old man who had experienced the world's cold weather and seen through the changes in the world. His calmness was terrifying.

"Although that's the case, the fact that the Four Spirit Guards are His Highness's personal guards can't be denied. They were ordered by His Highness to intercept and kill the Crown Prince, but they still haven't returned. I think they are most likely dead. If the Crown Prince says so, how can we refute him?"

The more Grand Tutor Lin thought about it, the more anxious he became. He kept pacing back and forth in the hall like an ant on a hot pan, racking his brain to think of a way to deal with it.

However, the more difficult it was for him to calm down, the more calm Mu Yan appeared. He laughed lightly and said, "I already expected this. Does the Grand Preceptor still remember that before sending out the Four Spirit Guards, I sent out two groups of people?"

"Hmph! How could I not remember? Those are the elites of my Grand Preceptor's estate. Yet now, they have died and sustained injuries and injuries. Less than half of them are healthy!"

Grand Tutor Lin was infuriated when he heard this. Those were the personal soldiers that he had personally trained. They were a force that couldn't be underestimated no matter where they were. They were sent out by Mu Yan with just a single word, and in the end, they suffered heavy losses.

"However, they are just a bunch of random people. If they are defeated, so be it. Why does the Grand Preceptor have to keep this matter in his heart? Isn't he being too short-sighted?"

With a sneer, Mu Yan's eyes suddenly became extremely cold. He said in a low voice, "When I ascend to the throne and become the emperor, the Grand Preceptor will be the Prime Minister of Great Yaen. One man below and above ten thousand people, do you still need to care about these insignificant powers in the pugilistic world? "

Upon hearing this, Grand Tutor Lin felt embarrassed and speechless. In fact, Mu Yan had used these words to win him over. He also knew that once he chose this path, he would never be able to turn back. Now, it was all because of his selfishness. He was never a generous person. Even though Mu Yan was his future master, he still wanted to grasp every single part of his power tightly in his own hands.

"I wonder if the Grand Preceptor still remembers me. When those people from the pugilistic world left, I told them one thing. When they saw the Crown Prince, they must tell Mu Han that they were the men I sent out. I remember that the Grand Preceptor was still very confused at that time. "

Mu Yan paused for a moment before asking, "Then, does the Grand Preceptor understand now?"

Grand Tutor Lin was stunned when he heard this. However, he regained his clarity in a moment. A trace of disbelief flashed across his eyes as he said, "Could it be. . . "

Mu Yan nodded and suddenly laughed. "It is true and false when it is fake. When the two groups first appeared in front of them under my banner, they might have some doubts. But in their hearts, they more or less believed that it was me who did it, until the Four Spirit Guards also appeared. . . Doubts naturally turned into certainty, but when they calmed down and thought about it. . . They would definitely find something strange. How could there be anyone in the world who would be foolish enough to say his name before doing something bad? In this way, they would feel that someone was deliberately framing them. After that, the originally clear situation suddenly became confusing again, and in the end, it still remained in the guessing stage. This is the so-called 'truth is false and false is false'. "

Mu Yan's casual words immediately caused Grand Tutor Lin to be stunned on the spot like a bolt of lightning. Immediately, he surged forward with deep admiration. Looking at the young man in front of him who was indifferent like a deity, he felt that the hot blood in his heart, which had been dormant for many years, seemed to have the tendency to boil again. For a moment, he could no longer suppress it.