The Grand Hall of the Murong Family.
The old King sat in the patriarch's seat, with a group of people below him, and extra chairs had been added.
These people were the elite forces, the backbone, and the decision-makers of the Murong Family, numbering over thirty in total.
"The enemy has already attacked our doorstep. If we make no move, we'll be ridiculed by all of Jinling. Patriarch, I am willing to go and fight them!"
"Patriarch, I, Murong Tianchong, request to fight them, regardless of life or death!"
"Patriarch, I, Murong Hanyun, request to fight them, regardless of life or death!"
"Patriarch..."
The voices of these requests echoed in everyone's ears, igniting their passion.
Indeed, every family has its rotten apples, and the Murong Family was no exception. However, the more this was the case, the more the Murong Family gained the people's favor.
The late patriarch once told Murong Renjing a word: if the family is to remain forever in Jinling, it must not ignore the common people of Jinling. Even if they had no martial power, even if they were just the poor, this world was built by countless farmers of the past!
We cannot let the current comfort make us forget the lessons of blood and sweat from those years. If that day comes when the Murong Family forgets, then the demise of the Murong Family will not be far off!
In recent years, the Murong Family had produced over a dozen prodigal sons who were tyrannical and harassed women, committing wrongdoings. But the outcome was either public execution by the Murong Family, or cooperation with the Dragon Guard and bringing them to justice with evidence.
Even though the Murong Family remained proud, they had the capital for their pride!
People-oriented!
These four words were on the plaque of the Murong Family's council hall!
"Issue a decree, the family is to prepare for battle!"
"All martial artists above the Martial King realm, report to the outskirts of the Murong Family within five minutes, ready to fight!"
As the words fell, everyone stood up and walked out without a word.
At this time, the housekeeper ran over again, his face filled with excitement, clearly bringing good news.
"Patriarch, the local martial artists of Jinling, those we have helped, and some commoners who received our kindness have all arrived. Approximately three thousand people are now confronting us outside the main hall!"
Everyone paused. Murong Hongjun and Murong Renjing stopped.
Then, Murong Renjing directly ordered: "Issue a document in the name of the Murong Family, thanking the local support, but this is the grievance between the Hongmen and the Murong Family. Those unrelated are not allowed to participate. Even if the Murong Family is destroyed because of this, it will be the destiny of the Murong Family. Hongjun, take the people from the capital and leave immediately through the back door, returning to the capital as quickly as possible. At least the people of Hongmen would not dare to run wild in the capital, preserving the incense of the Murong Family!"
A decisive battle!
Murong Renjing had made his preparations!
Murong Hongjun smiled, "Let them through, Father. The Murong Family will not perish, nor will it perish!"
That person is still within the family.
"Yes!"
"Is the Murong Family preparing to perish with the Hongmen?"
Ye Longlin suddenly appeared before them, his fingers interlocked with Mu Hanqi's.
Mu Hanqi was still a little worried but did not show it, appearing listless.
Ye Longlin also sensed it. After reassuring him, he returned to the council hall.
Murong Renjing sighed with a complex expression, "So be it. Since things have reached this point, the martial arts recruitment event probably can't go on. The Murong Family might not even be here tomorrow, so I'll fulfill your wish."
"Ye Longlin, take Yu Han and live a good life. This is my last plea to you as a grandfather. The Murong Family has provided support from all sides over the years, and there are not many martial artists left. We only have one Dao Realm expert protecting the family, and he is likely to die today. Take her and leave."
At this point, things had developed to this stage, and he no longer had many plans.
Whenever a natural disaster struck the Murong Family over the years, they would send martial artists to the affected areas, resulting in many martial artists suffering casualties due to natural disasters.
Furthermore, they had been in secret conflict with the Hongmen over the years, losing many people.
The Murong Family was now a representative of outward strength but inner weakness. Apart from one Dao Realm expert protecting the family, there were only three experts in the myriad dragon elephant realm left.
There were many experts in the capital, but it was too late for them to return now.
Murong Renjing had also come to terms with it. Since the Murong Family was in such great danger today, it would be better to let them be together.
Moreover, this battle was a historical issue left by the Murong Family.
Ye Longlin smiled faintly, "As the saying goes, a dying man's words are good. If it weren't for your words, perhaps I wouldn't have intervened even if the Murong Family was destroyed today."
Murong Hongjun beside him's expression brightened, and he came alive.
"Are you ready to make a move?"
Murong Renjing instinctively frowned, clearly dissatisfied with this respectful title. His son was the patriarch of a ten-great family in the capital, yet he was so respectful to a young man. This was clearly abnormal. Could it be that the other party's true identity was still beyond his guess?
But how was that possible!
No matter how capable he was, the other party was just a young man under thirty. Even with influence, it was limited, so why use a respectful title?
"Qinglong."
Ye Longlin called out at this moment.
Qinglong stepped forward forcefully, knelt on one knee, and cupped his hands.
"Your subordinate is here!"
"Light the signal flare."
"Yes!"
Murong Renjing's eyes instantly widened. A flash of inspiration darted through his mind, and he finally reacted!
"The hundred thousand soldiers are your people!"
"Hiss!"
Even the old patriarch couldn't help but gasp, his expression unable to hide his shock.
He looked up and saw a single, straight column of smoke rising into the sky.
Only four words appeared in his mind!
Order and prohibition!
It had been less than a minute since the order was given, and the wolf smoke had already risen on the opposite side. This was a warning!
"Young Master, this is bad. The team on the other side has suddenly lit wolf smoke. This is a warning to us that if we make a move, they might also make a move!"
Hu Jian's face suddenly changed, turning extremely ugly. Disbelief flickered in his eyes.
They had not expected why the other party had suddenly lit the wolf smoke, nor did they know the reason, but this did not prevent them from guessing the worst!
Su Mingxuan's expression was slightly gloomy. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Send out a small detachment to test them. If the other side makes no move, it means they are not here for us."
The arrow was on the bowstring and had to be fired.
Now that things had reached this point, he was even less likely to retreat half a step!
If he retreated now, how could he take over the Hongmen in the future?
"The Murong Family pretends to be noble. I'd like to see if, at the brink of destruction, they will ask for help from Jinling's locals!"