When the middle-aged man heard this, he was shocked, thinking that it was the rebel who had done to others, but he didn't expect that it was his son who suffered.

Although he knew that his rebel son was wrong first, but when he heard that his son was injured at first glance, the middle-aged man was still a little unhappy in his heart, even if the rebel son was wrong, but after all, he was the lord of a city, and it would be nice to say if this matter was spread.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's face sank, and he said to His Highness's envoy: "Where are they now, and what is the identity of that young man?"

The envoy hurriedly said: "I have been taken by my subordinates to wait outside the hall, there are three people in total, among them is the owner of the 'Yuanju' inn, the identity of the young man is not clear, his name is Ling Yifan!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and said to himself, "Ling Yifan?

Then he glanced at the envoy and looked puzzled, "Does this matter have anything to do with the shopkeeper?

The patrol envoy Dahan hurriedly replied: "The city lord, there is no direct relationship with the shopkeeper, this incident happened in his inn, and he knows the details of the matter, so his subordinates brought him over." ”

The middle-aged man suddenly nodded and said, "You go and bring the shopkeeper in, I have something to ask him!"

The inspector hurriedly retreated, and after a short time, he walked back with the rich shopkeeper, who was trembling all the way, breaking out in a cold sweat, and his heart was like fifteen buckets of water.

The shopkeeper walked into the main hall with the patrol, and hurriedly saluted the middle-aged man in the hall: "Meet the city lord!"

At this time, the middle-aged man had already put away the momentum emanating from his body, and sat there like a pool of lakes and was calm and silent, and the main hall had regained its previous calm.

Seeing the shopkeeper, the middle-aged man nodded and said in a calm tone, "You don't have to be nervous. Tell the truth about what happened, and don't miss a word. ”

The shopkeeper secretly complained in his heart, how dare he tell the truth, who knows whether the city lord is talking the right thing or the other way? Maybe it's just for show, the shopkeeper suddenly sweated like rain, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

The middle-aged man in the palace seemed to see the shopkeeper's concerns. frowned, and said: "I know that the rebel is causing the trouble, you don't have to hide it, you don't have to worry, I just want to know the details of the matter!"

For that rebel, he hates iron but not steel, and even if he has the heart to cover it up in this critical period, he can't do it too explicitly, otherwise the main city will not give him face.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately put down half of his heart and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes at the beginning of the incident. But I knew that I was not far from ten, and after thinking about it, I explained the whole story in detail.

When it came to Ling Yifan using his magic power to cut off Zhu Sangongzi's hand, the middle-aged man and the patrol envoy were secretly shocked in their hearts. A Yuanying monk comprehends the law, and comprehends the supernatural powers, this is very different, when the shopkeeper finished speaking, it took a long time for the city lord to calm down the horror in his heart.

The city lord who came to his senses said to the shopkeeper, "There is nothing for you here. You can go back!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was granted amnesty. Answered, hurriedly and respectfully exited the main hall and left the City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, only the city lord and His Royal Highness's patrol envoy Dahan were left in the main hall, and the patrol envoy Dahan stood quietly under His Highness and waited for the city lord's orders, and did not dare to speak, so as not to touch the mold. If it stands to reason, the third son of Zhu should be punished. Presumably, the city lord must have been unbearable.

In his mind, the city lord's mood must be very irritable at this time, and in this extraordinary period, if he deliberately shields the rebel, it will be self-defeating if he is not good. And now I'm afraid this matter has already made a fuss. If you don't give an answer in time, you can only make the incident bigger and bigger. And if the answer given is unfair, I am afraid that it is not appropriate, after all, people are terrible, and I am afraid that there are many people who are concerned about this matter.

It wouldn't be good if the people involved were all ordinary people, one was a Yuanying monk who had comprehended supernatural powers, and the other was the son of the city lord, which one of them was a man of the hour, let alone putting these two people together.

How could the middle-aged man not understand this truth, he also knew that the matter had to be answered in the shortest possible time, and this answer had to be satisfactory to most people.

As the lord of a city in the Holy City, his mind and mind are far more comparable, although he intends to protect the rebel, but he also knows when to do something, when he hears that Ling Yifan has comprehended the supernatural powers, he already has a plan in his heart.

I saw him muttering to himself in his heart: "That rebel son should also let him suffer!"

Then he said to His Highness's envoy Dahan: "You find someone to pick up the hand of the rebel, and then lock him up in the Yin Luo Cave, Qianzong Dabi didn't allow him to come out before, and it is time for him to suffer!"

As soon as the patrol envoy heard about the 'Yin Luo Cave', he couldn't help but shudder, and said secretly: "It seems that this time the city lord has moved his real character, he must be very uncomfortable in his heart, but then Zhu Sangongzi should indeed suffer some hardships." ”

I only heard the city lord immediately say: "Then you will notify the result of the disposition of the rebel son, and send a notice, saying that according to the city rules, the rebel son has been imprisoned in the 'Yin Luo Cave', and as for Ling Yifan's disposition, it will be notified later." You hurry up and do it, and you can give an explanation, so as not to make the turmoil bigger and bigger, you can retreat if you go and bring that Ling Yifan in!"

The patrol envoy retreated, and after a while, he brought Ling Yifan in, and then retreated to do other things.

Besides, Ling Yifan has been waiting outside the hall for a long time, and he has no idea what decision the city lord can make, but he has the life-saving jade slip given to him by the demon lord in his hand, and the big deal is that the matter is not good, and he will break the jade slip and run away.

Ling Yifan, who was secretly speculating outside the hall, saw the shopkeeper who had entered the hall hurriedly leaving the main hall and leaving the city lord's mansion, and soon the patrol envoy came out and brought himself into the main hall.

At this time, Ling Yifan, who was brought into the main hall, looked at the city lord in front of him, and only felt that the other party was sitting there with a mountain of momentum, which made people feel awe.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the city lord ask in a deep voice, "You are Ling Yifan?"

Ling Yifan's spirit was shocked, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The junior is Ling Yifan, your son was cut off by me when he was flying and domineering, I don't know what the city owner will do with me?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, and wanted to question Ling Yifan, but he didn't expect the young man in front of him to be fearless, but instead asked him.

Immediately, the city lord's face sank, and he said coldly: "You kid is not small, as the saying goes, you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, you know that he is my son and still dare to make a move, even if he intends to offend you, it should be dealt with by me, you have done a little too much!"

Ling Yifan did not back down, stared at the middle-aged man above the main hall, and said-for-tat: "The city lord is wrong with this, as the saying goes, the prince is guilty of the same crime as the people, he is your son, you naturally say so."

Others are afraid of the background of the third prince of Zhu, but I, Ling Yifan, am an exception, and it is already my limit to tolerate him for the first time, and it is already for the sake of the city lord's face. But it's not my Ling Yifan's character to be embarrassed to give face, and then to endure it. ”

The middle-aged man frowned, he didn't expect this Ling Yifan's character to be so tough, and looked at Ling Yifan and said in a gloomy tone: "You're not afraid that I'll kill you now?"

When Ling Yifan heard this, his heart moved, he was secretly vigilant, and replied: "I'm afraid, but I can't hide from the matter, it's useless to be afraid, the results are the same, why be afraid!"

The middle-aged man stared at Ling Yifan, and couldn't help but feel a trace of appreciation in his heart, if this Ling Yifan came up and knelt down and begged for mercy, this middle-aged man would be disgusted.

As the lord of a city, no matter where he goes, all he hears is compliment, and what he sees is respectful, and no one has ever dared to talk to himself like Ling Yifan, neither humble nor arrogant, and without fear.

At this time, the middle-aged man sighed secretly in his heart, if only the rebel could have half of what he was looking for, he sighed secretly in his heart, suddenly retracted his momentum, changed his attitude, and said in a calm tone: "Yes, you have backbone, although you are not to blame for the cause of today's incident, but with the fact that you cut off the third son's arm, I have the right to prohibit you from participating in this Thousand Sects Competition!" After speaking, the middle-aged man looked at Ling Yifan.

In his opinion, with Ling Yifan's cultivation realm, he must attach great importance to this Thousand Sects Competition, if he is not allowed to participate, it will definitely make him very unacceptable, and I am afraid it will be even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Sure enough, when Ling Yifan heard the middle-aged man's words, he was silent, the Thousand Sects Great Competition was indeed very important to him. But he never expected this kind of thing to happen, if he missed the Thousand Sects Competition because of this, Ling Yifan could only consider himself unlucky. (To be continued......)