The guard walked forward and handed over the soldiers in front of him, and then they all saluted Mu Yang: "Welcome to the Special Envoy!"

This incident made Mu Yang a little uncomfortable. He didn't expect that Luoyue Valley was still so famous in such a remote place. It seemed that the identity of a special envoy could make him walk here sideways.

Mu Yang followed them in, and there was a huge square in front of him, with a magnificent hall in front of him.

"It's not bad, it's a bit like a palace." Mu Yang used the desolate eye technique and could see the emperor sitting upright in the hall ahead, as well as the court officials standing.

But the distance is still a bit far, and it is not difficult to see the emperor's face clearly.

Mu Yang felt that this section of the square was really redundant. It was built entirely for the sake of style. I was so tired when I walked over.

I have to climb another step before I can get up, and I have to worry about it.

As a special envoy, Mu Yang had a noble status. Even the eunuch at the door did not dare to call the special envoy Xuan to meet him. Instead, he said that he would welcome the special envoy to come. This slut was immediately put on. Mu Yang liked it very much, "This slut is quite impressive, haha."

However, as the special envoy of Luoyue Valley, Mu Yang was carrying a bamboo basket behind him, which was indeed a bit unsightly, but Mu Yang didn't care about these things. He was worried about throwing Xiaoxue and a fox outside the hall.

In this way, Mu Yang walked into the hall with a bamboo basket on his back, and as expected, he received strange gazes from many people. Although they dared not say it, the expression on their faces already explained everything.

Mu Yang ignored them and walked to the front of the hall with a swagger, and then he saw the emperor's face clearly.

To be honest, this emperor is different from what Mu Yang imagined. He is a little thin. He looks like he has been working hard recently. His face is very tired and his temples are already white. However, there is still a bit of heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and the kind of noble spirit unique to those who are superiors.

Maybe because of his average realm, Mu Yang thinks he is quite ordinary, no different from ordinary spiritual warriors. His temperament is not as good as the eldest brother.

Mu Yang had already learned about this emperor before coming. The name of this emperor is Pang Gao. It is said that his cultivation is at the ninth level of the Spirit Vein Realm. But Mu Yang felt that he seemed to have been promoted to the Spirit Wheel Realm. The unique breath of the Spirit Wheel Realm cannot be hidden from Mu Yang's senses, but his breath is still a bit impetuous. He may have just broken through.

Out of etiquette, Mu Yang bowed slightly, held his fists and greeted him: "I've seen Your Majesty."

The emperor hurriedly got up, walked off the dragon chaise himself, came to Mu Yang's eyes and held Mu Yang's arm with both hands, and said happily: "No gifts are not allowed. The distinguished guest has not come far away. I hope the special envoy should not be used to it, hurry up and watch the seat."

Several eunuchs next to him hurriedly brought a luxurious large seat, and the emperor personally sent Mu Yang to the seat to sit down, "Thank you for the hard work of the special envoy."

Mu Yang was really flattered by such enthusiasm. He had never received such a level of treatment before. He was the emperor of a country. Mu Yang was still a little uncomfortable with him when he served him like a boy.

Mu Yang waved his hand and said, "It's not hard or hard, let's get to the point and tell me the situation first."

The emperor kept saying good, then sat back on the dragon throne and said to an old minister: "Prime Minister Zheng, come and explain the whole story."

This Prime Minister Zheng is already a man in his seventies, with a gray beard that is almost touching his chest and wrinkles on his face, but from his smart eyes, it can be seen that this is definitely a smart and difficult person.

He bowed slightly to Mu Yang, and then said, "Sir, Mr. Rong, the whole story."

However, before he started the topic, a strong man in armor said disdainfully: "Hmph, Luoyue Valley looks down on us? Assign a mere child to guide the case. Is it a happy thing to use us?"

This man looked like a rough man, and he really dared to say anything no matter what occasion.

Pang Gao's face immediately became tense, as if he was extremely angry, and shouted, "Rareless! How can you mock the special envoy like this? Luo Yuegu is willing to help us with the most righteousness. How can you get so many opinions? You dare to speak nonsense again and punish the court for sticking."

Mu Yang's mouth raised slightly, and a faint disdain appeared in his eyes. Pang Gao said it nicely, but how could Mu Yang not hear it? Although he was scolding on the surface, the meaning in his words was to admit what this general said. What does it mean to punish him if he talks again? If he really wants to punish him, he should be punished now?

In fact, Mu Yang can understand that his identity is indeed difficult to gain everyone's trust, and he is just a title of Luoyue Valley.

After all, a child suddenly came to someone else's country to guide them in their work, especially for some old ministers, they were not willing to obey their plans.

So Mu Yang stood up and said to Pang Gao: "Your Majesty, don't be angry. I know that compared to you, I may be relatively young. I really have no experience in some things. It is understandable that everyone does not trust me. But what I want to say is that this is a task assigned to me by the sect. I must complete it. Please cooperate. Compared with this, I represent Luoyue Valley!"

Mu Yang moved Luoyue Valley directly out. Such a big mountain could definitely suppress them.

But just saying this only makes them obey on the surface, but they must be unwilling to accept it in their hearts.

Especially the general just now, he was still looking at Mu Yang with disdain and holding his arms, "Hmph, it's okay to make me obey. The Lingwu Continent regards martial arts as the most respected. As long as you can convince me, I will let you send you."

Mu Yang knew that he must make this request, which was also Mu Yang’s least afraid of. For example, even Emperor Pang Gao, Mu Yang didn’t take it seriously at all.

Mu Yang narrowed his eyes and asked playfully: "Are you challenging me?"

"You think it's right, go outside the hall, don't break the Golden Hall here."

Mu Yang smiled slightly and raised his hand and said, "No need, just here. You are right. Lingwu Continent is all about strength. Since you want to see my strength, I will let you see it. But don't forget what you said. This is the testimony of all the civil and military officials in the court."

"Hmph, I, Shi Shun, said it all!"

"good!"

Mu Yang wanted this effect. He had a stepping stone and delivered it to him. He was willing to work harder and establish his own WeChat in the future.
Chapter completed!