Chapter 378: Black Robe (I)
Watching Li Jiman hurry out of the hall, Chen Mufeng's gaze swept across the remnants of melons and fruit as well as the gold and jade cups. He stepped forward, his eyes fixed on the highest seat at the end of the hall.
"The King of Mount Yue is nothing but a puppet," he murmured to himself while he subconsciously stepped up to the platform. He placed his slender hand on the seat with intricate engravings in silence.
The Chen Family had always been exceptionally talented. Chen Mufeng, now at the fifth stage of the Embryonic Breathing Realm, surpassed all but those from the main family. He took great pride in this achievement.
"The main family's bloodline is undoubtedly noble, so I can't possibly compare to them. But Tian Zhongqing and Xu Gongming are just a few years older than me... Who among them can match my talents and background?"
He was young and at the peak of his ambition. His heart was brimming with boundless dreams, and he could only fix his gaze on the seat of power.
Lost in thought, Chen Mufeng was staring at the chair when a group of white-armored cultivators suddenly parted the curtain and entered.
One of them respectfully greeted, "Young Master, the preparations are done. Your orders...?"
Chen Mufeng quickly retracted his hand from the chair as though he had been electrocuted by it. He cleared his throat and responded quickly.
"Let's go then."