Douluo's opening send-off system

next day

In the early morning, just after returning from the Elder Hall and greeting each elder of the Wuhun Hall, Han Wuyi was dragged away by Xie Yue.

Arriving in a hotel room, Han Wuyi's heart skipped a beat!

Are they trying to hit me?

Han Wuyi thought as he saw that the box was full of people from the team that went hunting for soul rings that day.

"Holy Son, I have offended you a lot that day. Please bear with me, Lord Holy Son!"

Looking at Yan who was apologizing to him politely in front of him, Han Wuyi was stunned: "You shouldn't have such an IQ!"

Fortunately, I just thought about it silently in my heart and didn't say it out loud, otherwise...

"How is that possible? Yan is also thinking about everyone, how could I take it to heart." Han Wuyi said quickly after coming back to his senses.

Yan scratched the back of his head and smiled, but his brows were still furrowed: What else did the teacher say? I've been memorizing it all night. Why have I forgotten it?

I don’t even think that I memorized it a few days ago...

"Holy Son Haihan!"

"The Holy Son is really noble and honorable..."

After Han Wuyi generously let Yan go, compliments began to sound one after another, but among these compliments there was a voice that was unique -

"The Holy Son has a broad mind and is truly the best choice for the future Pope..."

As soon as these words came out, the entire box suddenly became quiet, you could hear a pin drop, there was no sound, and even your breath was held.

Han Wuyi even had sweat dripping down his forehead, he knew it!

He warned them so that day, how could these people not hold a grudge!

as predicted! !

The person who spoke realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He turned around and looked around him, and found that the person next to him was pale and his pupils shrank, as if he was frightened.

He turned his head and looked to the other side. Although this man looked normal, the wine glass in his hand kept shaking, and the wine was shaken out and spilled on his lap without even noticing.

Looking further forward, Han Wuyi's forehead was actually dripping with sweat. Is it that hot?

While he was confused, he saw Xie Yue waving to him at the door. He put aside his doubts and walked to the door. Before he could speak, Xie Yue kicked him on the butt and kicked him out.

After kicking the person, Xie Yue closed the door, leaned on the door and quickly locked the door button, and said with a dry smile: "It's true that the deacon is really good, he can even go to the wrong private room during a dinner party."

"Yes! As early as midnight, I advised him to drink less. There will be a dinner after dawn! He just won't listen!" Han Wuyi said with a heartbroken look.

"..."

Everyone: Before today, you probably didn’t even know his name!

Yan's eyes lit up slightly, the Holy Son was also a quickie!

"Forget it! Since...well...he can't bear it, I can only eat his share for him!"

"Don't just look at me! Move your chopsticks! The food won't taste good when it's cold!" Seeing everyone looking at him with burning eyes, Han Wuyi greeted him quickly. Under his greeting, everyone started to move one after another. With chopsticks, Han Wuyi watched them all pick up the vegetables and eat them. He poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it slowly. After drinking the tea, he started picking up the dishes. They would not touch anything they had not picked up before.

After picking up the vegetables, I lifted the bowl to cover it, and then ate it directly into my mouth without touching the rice in the bowl.

"Pfft~"

Just when Leng Yanqiu was picking up the third chopstick, two people suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood, staining the food on the table and slamming it on the table without making any sound.

"There are assassins!"

Yan shouted loudly, released his martial spirit and burned the chair under him to red charcoal, looking around with a wary expression.

Others also released their martial spirits and gathered around Han Wuyi, looking around with vigilant faces, worried that an assassin would break in through the window.

Han Wuyi calmly picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, his heart filled with ups and downs.

really!

What did his good teacher do while he was unconscious!

I just said, how could there be a palace guard standing guard outside his residence? On the way to invite him today, everyone he met was respectful to me.

It turns out that he was pushed to the front of the stage?