It stands to reason that Yin Lingyue and Mo Yuan, as the two most noble people here, should come out to speak on such an occasion no matter what, everyone obviously thinks so, and after Zhao Yi sat down, they all set their eyes on Yin Lingyue and Mo Yuan.

For Yin Lingyue and Mo Yuan, the two young masters, most people can be said to be unfamiliar, although they participated in the whole process of the Qinglong City robbery, but the original action was very important after all, so they did it very secretively, and they knew that the two of them were naturally very few.

But even if their actions were so cautious, Zhao Yi and Chang Yu still had an accident, which led to so many rights and wrongs behind.

After all, everyone's expectations still failed to come true, in this dinner, Mo Yuan would not speak, and neither would Yin Lingyue, they only participated in this dinner as Zhao Yi's apprentice, not the little master of the Holy Medicine Valley, the difference between the two is big, the status of the little master of the Holy Medicine Valley is of course supreme, but Zhao Yi's apprentice, that is the junior, when Mo Yuan's Zhiqingyue was going to hold a dinner, he had already made it clear to her in advance.

Qingyue insisted on saying all the words that should have been there, and finally solemnly invited everyone to open the table, as soon as her words fell, there were a group of maids and maids with all kinds of delicacies.

Zhao Yi neatly placed a pair of silver tableware in front of him, although the selection of materials is not valuable, but the workmanship is extremely exquisite, unparalleled in the world, few people know that the maker of this tableware is actually its current owner.

Since Zhao Yi became the city lord of Qinglong City, he has been using this tableware made by himself, the biggest feature of tableware is that it can prevent all kinds of poisons, and since he used this tableware for decades, no one has ever been able to make a fuss in his diet.

Zhao Yi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, he hadn't used this tableware for a long time, it seemed that it was from the time when he was expelled from Qinglong City, the lonely city lord, with his only little arrogance left, left the city with his sleeves in a breeze, the scene at that time did not fade with time, but became clearer and clearer.

When a person is old, even if he always tells himself to let the past go away like a cloud of smoke and smoke with the wind, he recalls those pasts more than once.

Zhao Yi stretched out his thin hands and wanted to pick up the silver bowl closest to him, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't hold it, and his body was so stiff.

Has it been that long? So far away that even he had forgotten that this pair of silver cutlery had a special substance added to it, so it was heavier than ordinary cutlery, but it was not so heavy that it was laborious to even hold it!

No! It's not that the cutlery has become heavier, but that he himself has become weaker!

Zhao Yi's heart was indescribably bitter.

Mo Yuan observed carefully, noticed Zhao Yi's stiffness, and then saw Zhao Yi's hands holding the silver bowl tightly but not moving, and guessed seven or eight points in his heart.

A pair of slightly cold hands attached to Zhao Yi's hands, white as snow, with distinct joints, Zhao Yi raised his head in surprise, and what caught his eyes was the gentle eyes of his apprentice.

"Master, tell me what you want to eat, and the apprentice will give you the vegetables." Mo Yuan's voice was low, but it was so reassuring to hear it in Zhao Yi's ears.

Zhao Yi withdrew his hand, honestly put it on his knees, and then said to Mo Yuan: "I want to eat chicken, palace fried chicken." ”

"Okay." Mo Yuan smiled and nodded, then picked up Zhao Yi's silver bowl, picked up the small chicken into the silver bowl little by little, and then slowly fed it to Zhao Yi.

Yin Lingyue has been completely conquered by the jade plate in front of her, she only cares about feasting, and she doesn't care about anything else at all, Qingyue has tears in her eyes, she is worried and afraid of being seen by others, so she has to bury her head low, tears slide down the pearl-like rice grains, and eat it in her mouth, salty.

Obviously, Qingyue knew why her father would let Mo Yuan feed him, because her father, the proudest man, couldn't even pick up the tableware that he had used for most of his life, and the old man in front of everyone who was enjoying the feeding of his apprentice looked so happy, but they didn't know how much bitter water he had secretly swallowed.

The dinner party quickly came to an end, Yin Lingyue had already eaten, humming on the seat with her stomach in her arms, Zhao Yi had already eaten, and the vast majority of the people present had already put down their dishes and chopsticks, waiting for the next instruction from the city lord, Qingyue took a deep breath, and was doing the final psychological construction, it was time to enter the real purpose of today's dinner.

Before Qingyue could stand up, she was abruptly interrupted by Zhao Yi's sudden business.

"Ladies and gentlemen, holding this dinner today, in fact, there is an extremely important thing to announce, everyone present is the pillar of the Green Dragon City, and the future of the Green Dragon City, after this major catastrophe, our Green Dragon City is undoubtedly a big loss, but I have never been so sure as now, our Green Dragon City will eventually have a better future, we will restore the prosperity of the past, and even more prosperous than any period in the past! I believe that it will all be created by you in the end. ”

Zhao Yi's voice was not loud, but the words were clear, and there was only his voice in the huge hall, and everyone was holding their breath, for fear of missing their city lord's speech, even if it was not allowed to say a word.

The scene erupted into thunderous applause, this applause was deafening, enduring, there were people with lower tears, at this time they were already in tears, how many years, I didn't hear their great city lord such an impassioned speech, this is their belief in Qinglong City, but they unknowingly, they lost their faith, fortunately, going around and around, their city lord is back!

Regarding the future of Qinglong City, many people have already sketched a beautiful blueprint in their hearts, and they are more imaginative, and they can already expect that under the leadership of the city lord, they will become the most powerful city, the most solid backing of the Holy Medicine Valley, and even let the people of the rivers and lakes even if they just hear the name of Qinglong City, they can be daunted, is this a dream? No, as long as there is an adult of their city lord, there is nothing that cannot be done.

For a while, countless eager eyes were on Zhao Yi, full of worship, Yin Lingyue and Mo Yuan finally understood what the belief in the so-called Blue Dragon City was like.

The power of faith is not only Zhao Yi's inexhaustible driving force, but also his invisible pressure, this power is more menacing than imagined, deep-rooted, and moving, this trust is too heavy.