1823 The Weird City Lord (1/2)

In the City Lord's mansion, Qngfeng Li also met some powerful self-cultivators, most of which were emperors of low tier kingdoms.

The weakest of them were half-step spirit monarch realm masters while some were first level spirit monarch realm masters ranking among the top 200 on the spirit monarch realm Masters List. They had all gathered in the City Lord's mansion, which showed their respect for the City Lord.

However, the Sky Wolf Emperor furrowed his brows slightly and his eyes glinted. It seemed something had occurred to him.

Qingfeng Li noticed his expression and asked, ”Elder, what do you have on your mind?”

The Sky Wolf Emperor said, ”Qingfeng Li, have you found something strange about this wave of demonic beasts?”

Baffled, Qingfeng Li shook his head.

The Sky Wolf Emperor explained, ”Qingfeng Li, in my 1,000 years of life I have experienced many things and I think this wave of demonic beasts is part of someone's scheme.”

Qingfeng Li asked in a low voice, ”Elder, do you think the City Lord has anything to do with this scheme?”

Nodding, the Sky Wolf Emperor whispered, ”Qingfeng Li, just think about it. The City Lord is a third level spirit monarch realm master, more powerful than you. And there are also emperors from other kingdoms.

Each of the emperors is powerful and even the hostile vice City Lord is a second level spirit monarch realm master. But when the wave of demonic beasts came, they didn't go down and kill them. Instead, they sent you.”

Hearing the Sky Wolf Emperor's words, Qingfeng Li was hit by a wave of fear and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Qingfeng Li was a very intelligent man. When he was back in Earth, many of his enemies had tried to scheme against him or trap him but each time he had found them out before it was too late.

He agreed with Sky Wolf Emperor's theory because it was true that only he had been fighting the 100,000 demonic beasts.

Other self-cultivators only attacked from the distance while the powerful City Lord and vice City Lord had remained aloof from the fight with the demonic beasts.

Qingfeng Li snorted and said, ”Elder, since the City Lord wants to hold the celebration banquet, he will have to show to all the self-cultivators that it was I who defeated the demonic beasts. Don't worry. Let's just go in and see what his intention is.”

Striding forward, Qingfeng Li held his anger in check.

Shortly, they entered a big hall with an area of at least 10,000 square meters. In the hall were thousands of tables made with hard black rocks.

On the tables were placed all kinds of delicacies, including demonic beast meats, vegetarian dishes made with spirit fruits and herbs and some wine. One could smell the delicious aroma of meat and wine from afar.

At least a thousand self-cultivators were sitting at the tables. They were leaders of sects and major forces, and emperors, princes, and princesses from kingdoms.

Glancing around, Qingfeng Li found all the seats were taken. What did it mean that they did not reserve a seat for him?

What was the celebration banquet for? It was supposed to celebrate the victory over the wave of demon feasts. But they did not reserve a seat for Qingfeng Li, the biggest hero in the battle. Was it meant to be an insult to him?

Disregarding all this, Qingfeng Li strode forward to a middle-aged man sitting at the center position of a table in the forefront of the hall.

With slightly dark skin, coarse face, a high-bridged nose, big eyes, and bushy eyebrows, the middle-aged man emitted an overwhelming presence.