The news was quickly sent everywhere.

It didn't take long for those people to come to the Yue Wang's Mansion one after another, wanting to see the legendary Jun Wuji.

Who knew that Jun Wuji lived in the guest courtyard of the Yue Wang's Mansion, and there was a group of fierce men guarding the door, and he didn't mean to see them at all.

It wasn't until the banquet was ready that Sima Ankang sent someone to inform Jun Wuji to go to the banquet that Jun Wuji appeared.

She was not polite at all, and brought all the people with her.

Anyway, the guest house was only temporarily inhabited, nothing was left, and there was no fear of someone sneaking in.

When they arrived at the main hall where the banquet was held, everyone was stunned.

Jun Wuji has brought too many people!

What does she mean by that?

This banquet is not something that anyone can attend, did she bring a group of subordinates to humiliate them?

Sima Ankang sat on the main seat, glanced at Jun Wuji first, and then his eyes fell on Xie Liujing, his face changed slightly.

He has someone in the imperial capital, of course he knows Xie Liujing's identity.

This person is the grandson of Zhao Shuo, the former king of Yue, and the nephew of Zhao Guifei in the palace.

This identity made Sima Ankang a little jealous and weak-hearted, but he had been the king of Yue for many years, and he quickly covered up that little bit of weakness.

However, Jun Wuji and Xie Liujing still found out.

Jun Wuji couldn't help but glance at Xie Liujing, and asked him with his eyes: This person is related to the tragedy of the Zhao family?

"Hmm. Xie Liujing replied in a low voice, the voice was very soft, and it was impossible to hear it at all.

Although there was only one word, Jun Wuji still understood what he meant.

Sima Ankang is indeed related to the tragedy of the Zhao family that year.

Jun Wuji couldn't help but glance at Sima Ankang, slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and lowered his eyes to hide the sarcasm and coldness in his eyes.

Sima Ankang was able to become the king of Yue, perhaps because of the tragedy of the Zhao family many years ago.

It's a pity that what is stolen is stolen after all, and there is always a time to pay it back.

This time, since she came to Dongyue Wangjing, Sima Ankang happened to hit her muzzle again, and it would be too wasteful to take the opportunity to seek justice for Xie Liujing and the tragic death of the Zhao family.

Sima Ankang didn't know what Jun Wuji was thinking, he saw that Jun Wuji was born extremely beautiful, but there was still a bit of childishness between his eyebrows and eyes, so he despised her a little.

It's just a yellow-haired girl who hasn't grown up, and now she has arrived at his Yue Palace, to see what kind of wind and waves she can make.

You can't blame him for being too confident, but you can only blame him for being too lonely.

Although Sima Ankang already knew that Jun Wuji had a powerful weapon in his hand, he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, so he didn't know what that thing looked like.

I only heard that it was used in the city, so I subconsciously thought it was a heavy weapon such as a bed crossbow.

So he didn't think that Jun Wuji would be able to use such a weapon against them at all.

Treat yourself as if you have the chance to win.

Sima Ankang glanced at the soldiers from the Sealed Wolf Pass behind Jun Wuji with disgust, and glanced at the henchmen on the side.

The henchman immediately walked over and said with a smile: "Your strong men's seats are not here, please come with me." ”

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.

These soldiers of the Wolf Pass only serve Jun Wuji and Yan Lingtian, and these people in the Yue Wangfu are not in their eyes.

Not to mention a servant, even Sima Ankang, they will all shake their faces.

The man's face changed slightly, and he looked at Jun Wuji in embarrassment: "Miss Jun, look at this ......"

Who knew that Jun Wuji pointed to the open space in the field: "Isn't there a place here?"

At this moment, the faces of the others all changed.