"Someone from the Donghun Sect!"
His subordinate reported, "This person's combat power is extraordinary. He sent General Fu Bowei flying with one kick. He also has a ferocious beast as a mount. That black panther is ferocious and killed Fu Bowei's mount on the street."
The more he heard, the more furious the Seventh Prince became.
At this time, the person who reported added a heavy sentence, "That person from the Donghun Sect also said that the Seventh Prince should go to the Donghun Sect to get the person."
"Won't wait?" The Seventh Prince was furious. "What a good 'won't wait'!"
In addition to the Seventh Prince's Mansion, the entire capital was in an uproar because of the incident just now. There were many people who inquired about the Donghun Sect, wanting to know where such a reckless guy came from.
The capital was a net, and there were always countless connections between the big shots. Even the Donghun Sect was no exception. There were always forces that could infiltrate.
However, no matter how they asked, they couldn't find out anything in a short time, because Chu Han had indeed appeared out of thin air!
Before this, there was no trace of his existence in the entire Sangharama Country.
At the same time, in the General's Residence. There were countless generals in the capital, but there was only one place that could be called a General's Residence.
That was the General's Residence, Mo's Residence.
At this time, in the Mo's Residence, Mo Qianyi was painting. Naturally, she didn't need to wear a veil in her own residence. There was a faint smile on her delicate face, and there was a certain noble temperament in her every movement.
Looking at her face, she was very young, less than 20 years old.
And as the youngest high-level warrior in the entire Sangharama Country, Mo Qianyi had all kinds of halos around her, and there were very few people and things that could catch her eye.
What happened today was the same. Mo Qianyi only treated it as a relatively new thing. However, when she was painting and listening to the maid talk about the black panther, Mo Qianyi's hand finally stopped, and a drop of ink dyed the rice paper, destroying a perfect landscape painting.
Her eyebrows began to tremble for a moment, and then the corners of her mouth curled up imperceptibly.
Black panther?
It must be the guy who owed her money …
Mo Qianyi had a very strange feeling towards Chu Han. A guy who was full of flowery words should have been killed by her long ago, but when Mo Qianyi met his inky black eyes, she didn't have any impulse to draw her sword.
Chu Han did not look old. Even if he had lived in the post-apocalyptic world, he looked old and experienced, but many things could be seen at a glance.
Mo Qianyi was very clear that this young man was not simple. Not to mention, he was someone who could strut through the streets alone with a vicious beast.
Where did he come from?
Which faction did he belong to?
Who was Master?
All kinds of curiosity rippled in Mo Qianyi's heart, creating a ripple that she didn't even think about.
Little did he know that this curiosity was the most fatal part.
"Qian Yi, what are you thinking about?"
Next to her, a white-haired old man opened his eyes. His wise eyes were like an eagle's as he looked at Mo Qianyi's painting. The drop of ink that had been destroyed was too conspicuous.
Mo Qianyi lowered her head and said respectfully, "Sorry grandpa, I was distracted."
The old man touched his beard. This person was the master of the General's Mansion, Duke Zhen, General Mo Huo!
He didn't blame Mo Qianyi. At this age, it was inevitable that people would be curious about new things in the outside world. They listened to stories with great interest, not to mention the matter just now, which made the old man feel a little strange.
The Donghun Sect's leader was about to be replaced, and the two princes were determined to get the drop of ink. At this chaotic time, such a person suddenly appeared. What was his intention?
Although Mo Huo was the Duke Zhen, he did not participate in the fight between the two princes. No matter who became the emperor, he would still be the Duke Zhen!
Everyone in the capital had different reactions. Chu Han himself entered the Donghun Sect under the guidance of Deacon Fang.
The Donghun Sect was worthy of being the number one sect in Calan Country. The area they occupied was as large as the palace. If not for Chu Han's amazing memory, he would have gotten lost.
There were also many disciples of the Donghun Sect. From the moment they entered the gate, they kept meeting people. These people had different reactions. When they saw the black panther under Chu Han, especially the person in the black panther's mouth, who was wearing the armor of a general, they were shocked.
Some of them were startled and retreated, while others were completely petrified on the spot. There were even some who let out a strange cry and ran away.
Soon, the news that a new believer had come to the Donghun Sect and captured the commander of the Seventh Imperial Army, Fu Bowei, spread throughout the Donghun Sect!
Whether it was the members of the Donghun Sect who were in the sect or outside, they all gathered in the main hall in high spirits. They didn't know what had happened, but they knew that this young man was definitely going to do something big.
The Donghun Sect had been silent for too long and was declining day by day. The Donghun Sect, which was supposed to be the support of the royal family and had the right to inspect the princes, had long lost its former glory.
There were endless infighting within the cult, and many followers had heard that the cult master wasn't simply injured but was framed. This conjecture made them feel fearful and helpless at the same time. Elder Ren's power was astonishing, and he wasn't someone that these followers could overthrow.
Besides, if something really happened to Sect Leader Li Chengxu, other than Elder Ren, they could not find a second person who could take the position of Sect Leader.
Therefore, the Donghun Sect had been very sullen all these years. Causing trouble was a restless element in the genes of all humans. The only difference was whether they caused trouble externally or internally.
The internal affairs of the Donghun Sect had been in chaos for so long, and many disciples had nowhere to vent their bitterness. Now that someone had taken the lead to cause trouble externally, many of these silent disciples were boiling. Whether it was hatred or grievance, they always needed a vent.
And Chu Han happened to bring this outlet to vent his anger!
In the main hall, many elders of the Donghun Sect had already arrived one after another. Some of them were expressionless, some had dark faces, and some looked like they were watching a good show.
Elder Ren sat in the main seat. The Sect Leader was not here, so he had already sat in the position that should have belonged to the Sect Leader.
Everyone was waiting for Chu Han. These people were not fools. How could a person who could make a ferocious beast attack and suppress the commander of the Seventh Imperial Army be simple?
Therefore, after Chu Han appeared in the main hall, he saw almost all the upper echelons of the Donghun Sect. Among them, Deacon Fang could only be considered to be an existence who served tea and water. When he saw this scene, he was also shocked, and his legs began to tremble.
Chu Han did not feel anything, but the black panther was still holding Fu Bowei in its mouth. Its pair of golden eyes were even bigger than Ding Dang's, and everyone in the main hall felt a little weak.
Elder Ren, who was in the main seat, narrowed his eyes. He sized up Chu Han from head to toe, and did not see anything extraordinary about this person. Perhaps the rumors just now were not true. The one who suppressed Fu Bowei was not this young man in front of him, but the domineering black panther next to him.