"The food we sent back to Qingzhou has not been shipped yet!"

"We bought it from the Huangzhou Palace, but you refused to sell it. Are you trying to starve us to death?"

Sima Lan pointed to the peacock: "Why didn't the leader of Zongheng ask for help from the other three schools?"

The old ancestor Zongheng's face looked even more ugly: "Although they have many disciples, the food they transported was replaced by goods from wasteland to sell, which made people feel heart-warming! Now, the food from the three families is not enough, so how can they have it?

Give us more!”

"I, a disciple of the Zongheng School, have been drinking porridge for three days!"

"Today, I'm just asking the princess for an explanation. Has the King of Huangzhou been healed?"

"When will the Taoist Conference be held?"

"Whether to borrow or not to maintain the grain of my Zongheng School?"

"Do you borrow the grain from the other three factions?"

"If you don't borrow it, don't blame our four sects for causing a turbulent upside down on your Huangzhou Palace!"

Before coming, the ancestor Zongheng had joined forces with three factions and today he launched an attack at the Royal Palace of Huangzhou to give the Royal Palace a warning!

Sima Lan calmly raised her eyes to look at the Peacock: "This is the purpose of the Confucian leader?"

The peacock smiled faintly and denied directly: "No!"

"Kong came to the prince's mansion just to visit the princess, which is different from the purpose of the head of Zongheng!"

"Zongheng Sect, if you want to make trouble, you will make trouble!"

"I, Confucianism, don't mess with you!"

Sima Lan looked at Li Si again: "Where are you, the leader of Taoism?"

Li Si also said backwards: "I am just here to see the princess of Huangzhou. It has nothing to do with this matter. The ancestor Zongheng should not be considered Taoism!"

"If you want to make trouble, just make trouble!"
Chapter completed!