When he arrived at Wenfeng's courtyard, Wenfeng was finished talking to Chenglan and was about to rest. When he heard that An Ye was coming, Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and opened the door in person and met An Ye.

An Ye still looked calm and composed, as if he was not worried about anything and took nothing seriously. Seeing Wen Feng coming out, he bowed first, and then slowly said the instructions of the Living Buddha.

A silence.

Wen Feng couldn't believe what he had heard at first.

What!?

The Living Buddha asked him to go back to the royal court first!?

Wang Ting is among the tribes. He is now having a quarrel with the Grand Master and invites the Living Buddha to go back. Wouldn’t it just let him get into the tiger’s mouth?!

No matter how he counts, he has no chance of winning! If he really goes back alone this time, those people will not be lenient. Even the Eagle tribe will only follow those tribes without hesitation to get a bargain!

Wen Feng felt that the blood in his body was cold. Knowing that all this was unrelated to the assassination tonight, he asked a little angrily: "What do you mean? Are you playing tricks on me? Since the Living Buddha cannot decide what happened in your temple, how can I agree with me? Now that you are going back on your word, you are clearly playing tricks on me!"

His anger was already expected. An Ye coughed, and immediately calmed down when he saw Wen Feng calm down. He nodded in his heart, and said, "This is not because the Living Buddha cannot make the decision, but because the several masters have different opinions, but one thing is consistent. If you are really the destiny of heaven, then even if there are many risks, you will definitely be able to escape danger! If you successfully advance to the tent in the royal court, the Living Buddha will definitely go to pray for you in person!"

But then it was the icing on the cake, not a timely help!

Wen Feng was not stupid. He immediately realized that this matter could not be solved by his trouble. The decision made by the temple must be the result of multiple weighings.

He held back the breath in his heart and looked at An Ye with a heavy expression. I don’t know how long it took before he turned his eyes away, snorted coldly, frowned and said, “My guards are injured.”

When he goes back like this, unless there is really some blessing from the gods, he will just go to die.

Yes, these monks don’t plan to take action now, but they can’t let him endure it so for nothing, and they have to give him some corresponding rewards.

Otherwise, if you arrive later, it would be just an excuse.

An Ye didn't expect that he would agree so quickly, and then he made the conditions, breathed a sigh of relief, and understood the profound meaning of the Living Buddha even more.

Yes, this new king may not be worse than the Grand Tutor.

Before coming, the Living Buddha said that he should try to give the new king some help.

Since this is the case, the new king has proposed it himself. After thinking about it, An Ye said, "The temple has arranged thirty monks for you, all of whom are first-class experts, and they are escorting you to the royal court."

As for what happened next, they would not interfere at all, and they would have to do it themselves.

Wen Feng knew in his heart that this was all that the temple gave now. He raised his eyebrows, suppressed the tone in his heart, and nodded slowly.

You can't be angry, what's the use of being angry?

Zhu Yuanchang said that the most useless thing in this world is the powerless anger, which will only make you more irrational in your anger and make wrong decisions.

Taking a deep breath, he returned to the inner room and saw that Cheng Lan had already sat up. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Why are you getting up? Your body is important, lie down quickly."

Cheng Lan shook her head, looking a little solemn: "What they mean is to let you face those hungry wolves by yourself. Only after you successfully enter the royal court will they come out to recognize your status. Things are in trouble."

Yes, it's trouble, but there's no other way, so you can't surrender without fighting.

"There are more than nothing to give me thirty monks in the temple." Wen Feng smiled bitterly and looked at Cheng Lan and said, "The rest depends on myself, but there is clearly no way out in front of me."

Thirty people, against the army of more than a dozen tribes, what is that? It's just a mud cow that goes into the sea.

I'm afraid that as soon as he returns to the grassland, he will be slaughtered.

"Contact Your Highness and the commander first." Cheng Lan was not discouraged. When the cough stopped, she looked at him firmly and said firmly: "I have already walked here. Both sides have torn their faces. There is no possibility of returning to the starting point. Since that is the case, I can only fight with my back! We have been operating for a long time before, and the Taishi is not really a solid piece. Don't panic yourself first. Think about this, we are gamblers and are gamblers. Since that is the case, then the chips are there. No matter what, they will end up. Then do your best!"

As for the outcome, let God.

I have tried my best, I can only look at God.

Wen Feng was stunned and had nothing to say, and finally nodded. After a few days, when one of Chenglan's companions' injuries were completely healed, he asked him to go back and report the news first.

He continued to stay in the temple, thinking of ways, and at the same time, he finally met the thirty monks who belonged to him.

On the other hand, Wei Minzhai, who received the news, pinched the letter into powder in a blink of an eye and said, "It is said that people in the grassland are brave but not resourceful, but now it seems that their minds are also turning rapidly. They don't say anything, and Wen Feng is just in vain."

"It's not in vain." Although Chu Tingchuan frowned, his tone was calm: "As long as he passes this level, his position will be completely stable."

"This is not a question of order." Wei Minzhai sneered: "The problem is that Wenfeng now wants no one, and he has no money. What will he take back to the royal court? Don't tell me, just rely on the name of the grassland king."

"Of course not." Chu Tingchuan thought quickly and finally said, "If it doesn't work, then you can only take a different approach. Now the Grand Master is summoning people from various tribes to discuss expelling the new king. We can move from here."

How to do things?

Wei Minzhai couldn't see any bargaining chips, so he said truthfully: "It's not easy. We are just prisoners. Now we have to help with work. Who can we talk to? Besides, even if we make trouble, they can summon other alliances, which won't work."

"The brother of the Taishi seems to be in charge of the Huohe Division?" Chu Tingchuan was not too slow. He had already figured out the things on the grassland and was very good at all interpersonal relationships. The Taishi is indeed powerful, but in the same way, the Taishi is too arbitrary, so his relationship with his younger brother is not very good.
Chapter completed!