Chapter 874 Welcome Banquet
Chapter 874: Chapter 874: Welcome Banquet Chapter 874: Chapter 874: Welcome Banquet All members of North Town Hall, under the leadership of Elder Feng and Elder Yao, gathered to welcome the new Hall Master of North Town Hall.
A middle-aged man in a purple robe descended from the sky and slowly approached the crowd.
“From today onward, you all are under my command,” the man in the purple robe said, his hands clasped behind his back, exuding an air of authority as he spoke.
However, upon hearing his words, a hint of resistance stirred within the hearts of those present. Aside from the identity of this man in the purple robe, even if you are the new Hall Master of North Town Hall, what’s the meaning of showing off your might as soon as you arrive? Are you trying to intimidate us, the veterans of North Town Hall?
“Greetings, Hall Master,” Elder Feng and Elder Yao were the first to salute, followed by all the Pill Refiners of North Town Hall, who also bowed in unison. However, their voices were not very uniform, and some even sounded half-hearted.
The man in the purple robe scanned the crowd and snorted coldly, “Now that I have arrived, everything related to the former Hall Master must be completely eradicated, otherwise my coming here is meaningless.”
Upon hearing this, some understood in their hearts that he was asserting his authority, as having just assumed the role of Hall Master, if he did not establish his authority, it would be difficult for him to take root here.
“I am Wu Zhong. I was once the Hall Master of Water Controlling Palace and have held high positions within the Pill Alliance. Some of you might have heard of me, others may not know me at all, but after today, you will learn what kind of person I am,” Wu Zhong said coldly.
“Lord Wu, you have come from afar, and we have prepared a banquet to honor you,” Elder Feng stepped forward and said, his face showing a bit of respect, but his eyes concealed a subtle hint of malice.
Wu Zhong glanced at Elder Feng and said, “There’s no need to rush the banquet. However, I have heard that there is someone in North Town Hall named Fang Lin, a Direct Disciple of the previous Hall Master. Is there such a person?”
At these words, many eyes turned towards Fang Lin in the crowd, while Fang Lin himself maintained a calm expression but was inwardly sneering.
Just as Fang Lin had anticipated, this new Hall Master had come to take over North Town Hall not only to assume power but likely to target him as well.
Immediately, Fang Lin stepped forward from the crowd, approached Wu Zhong and greeted him with a fist salute: “Junior Fang Lin, greets Lord Wu.”
Wu Zhong, from his higher position, looked indifferently at Fang Lin, “You are Fang Lin?”
Fang Lin nodded, “I am indeed.”
A sneer appeared at the corner of Wu Zhong’s mouth, “Very well. However, since you were a Direct Disciple of the previous Hall Master of North Town Hall, in my eyes, you are no longer a Direct Disciple. I am stripping you of your status. Do you have any objections?”
As soon as these words were spoken, many people showed expressions of surprise, as it was clear that Wu Zhong was very direct, stripping Fang Lin of his status as the Heir of the Hall Master right from the start, making his intentions very obvious.
Many showed anger as Fang Lin was a disciple of Ye Mengxian, who had only recently left, and Wu Zhong was blatantly suppressing Fang Lin by stripping his status immediately upon taking office.
Fang Lin’s expression remained unchanged, he was not visibly annoyed or resentful about having his status taken away, appearing quite composed.
“I have no objections,” Fang Lin said.
Wu Zhong heard this and took another look at Fang Lin’s calm demeanor, feeling surprised. He had assumed Fang Lin would at least show some dissatisfaction, but he did not expect such composure.
Nevertheless, Wu Zhong did not care whether Fang Lin was truly calm or not. His purpose in coming here was to gradually suppress Fang Lin and drive him out of North Town Hall.
Without further delay, Wu Zhong then took away the Token of the Heir of the Hall Master from Fang Lin.
Afterward, the group proceeded to the welcoming banquet. Wu Zhong seemed to be in high spirits, no longer displaying the haughty demeanor he had earlier.
Elder Feng and Elder Yao were in continuous conversation with him, seemingly cordial.
At the banquet, Wu Zhong sat in the seat of honor, clinking cups with the several Elders of North Town Hall in a very harmonious atmosphere.
“Lord Wu, I respectfully offer you a drink.” Fang Lin stood up, holding his cup of wine and approached Wu Zhong to propose a toast.
Who knew that Wu Zhong would ignore him, continuing to talk with Elder Yao as if he hadn’t heard Fang Lin at all.
This scene made many people feel discontent.
“Lord Wu, Fang Lin is toasting to you,” Elder Feng reminded.
Wu Zhong frowned slightly, looking at Fang Lin with some dissatisfaction, but still forced a faint smile.
“I toast to Lord Wu,” Fang Lin said, displaying a respectful demeanor as if placing himself in a very low position.
Wu Zhong responded with a light hum, his attitude very cold, but still he lifted his cup and drank the wine within.
As Wu Zhong drank this cup, a cold light flashed through Fang Lin’s eyes. The respectful expression on his face vanished in an instant.
Casually throwing the wine cup to the ground, Fang Lin looked indifferently at Wu Zhong.
The sound of the wine cup falling to the floor was sharp and jarring, suddenly silencing the entire welcoming banquet, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Wu Zhong was stunned for a moment, not expecting Fang Lin to suddenly change his demeanor. Anger surged within him as he shouted, “Fang Lin! It’s my first day here, and you dare to be so presumptuous?”
With a slight smile, Fang Lin completely ignored Wu Zhong and turned around, walking step by step toward the Hall Master’s throne.
Everyone’s eyes were on Fang Lin. Most of them had an enigmatic expression, as if they had anticipated such a scene, while some were taken aback, clearly unaware that such an incident would occur at the welcoming banquet.
Elders Feng and Yao also stood up, ignoring Wu Zhong and indifferently positioned themselves on either side of the Hall Master’s throne, like two guardian deities.
And Fang Lin sat leisurely on the Hall Master’s throne.
“How audacious!” Wu Zhong bellowed in fury. That was his throne, and now Fang Lin had taken a seat on it. How could he tolerate it?
Fang Lin sat very naturally on the Hall Master’s throne, one hand propping his head, looking somewhat lazy and even more casual.
“Wu Zhong, who are you calling audacious?” Fang Lin said with a smirk.
Wu Zhong’s expression was incredibly dark, and even with his slow reaction, he sensed that the atmosphere was very wrong.
“Do you realize what you’re doing?” Wu Zhong demanded menacingly, as the presence of a Spirit Bone expert unintentionally spread out.
All the people present quickly backed away, and those still looking confused were immediately pulled away to a distance by the people next to them.
And all the elders and stewards of North Town Hall stood with Fang Lin, looking at Wu Zhong with hostility.
Wu Zhong realized that he had been completely isolated with not a single person by his side.
To be precise, Wu Zhong had always been alone. This vast North Town Hall was never a place he could fit into.
“Lord Wu, there’s something I must tell you, but don’t get angry after you hear it, okay?” Fang Lin said with a chuckle.