Chapter 582: Trying to Persuade
Mu Chengyun sat upright on the gorgeous main seat in the main hall.
He was wearing a purple robe embroidered with intricate patterns outlined in gold thread, which sparkled strangely in the sunlight.
His face was as gloomy as water, his furrowed brows were like two thick black lines, and his eyes revealed impatience and anger that were difficult to conceal.
The fingers of his right hand kept tapping lightly on the armrest of the seat, making a crisp and rhythmic "tapping" sound.
The monotonous sound seemed particularly abrupt and loud in the unusually quiet hall.
Every knock was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of everyone present, causing their heartbeats to accelerate involuntarily.
At the same time, a figure in a black cloak sat quietly by the side.
The wide black cloak completely wrapped his entire body, making it impossible to see his true face. Only the pair of cold eyes that occasionally flashed from the shadow of the hood could be captured by the outside world.
His eyes were like ice cones deep in a cold pond, emitting a biting and evil chill.
Just by looking into its eyes, one can feel a fear that goes deep into the bone, which is creepy.
The aura of the man in the black cloak was mysterious and powerful, as if the air around him had become cold because of him.
Faintly, one could sense a dark force entwined around him, looming, yet emitting a terrifying and heart-pounding pressure.
He just sat there quietly, without moving an inch, like an eternal and unchanging dark iceberg.
The icy breath continuously emanated from him, forming an invisible aura that tightly wrapped him.
Mu Chengyun's face turned red with anxiety, and his eyes were fixed on Elder Jin, as if they were about to spit fire.
"Elder Jin, where is your hall master? How come I haven't seen him for such a long time?" he asked in a bad tone.
"And Ling'er and the Saint, did you guys follow the plan last night and let them have their way? Is this a done deal?"
"What about now? Have Ling'er and the Saint already gotten together? And is the Saint willing to give her precious blood?"
Mu Chengyun roared and slammed the table beside him hard.
The tea set on the table clinked and a lot of tea spilled out.
His voice echoed in the hall like thunder.
Every sentence seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, and every word was filled with anger and dissatisfaction.
Mu Chengyun thought that he had been planning for a long time and thought he had a sure win, but now problems arose.
If the plan fails, all his years of hard work will be wasted. How can he dominate the Yunluo Continent and even the six realms?
Although Elder Jin had become Su Chenyin's puppet at this time, on the surface he was still the same as usual.
He bowed slightly, with a flattering smile on his face, but this smile looked a little more stiff and unnatural than before.
He looked at Mu Chengyun tremblingly and answered carefully:
"Old Palace Master, please calm down, please calm down, please calm down first... This elder has already ordered someone to notify the Palace Master and the Holy Son."
"The Palace Master and the Holy Son may have really encountered some unexpected situations, which is why they have not appeared yet."
"Also, regarding the plan of the Saint Son and Saint Daughter last night, it was supposed to succeed, but the Saint Daughter suddenly felt unwell and left early, so our plan could not be implemented."
"As for the Saint's blood, we have been trying to persuade her to hand it over voluntarily."
"Old Palace Master, you also know that this matter cannot be rushed. We are really trying our best to persuade the Saint, Old Palace Master."
As he spoke, Elder Jin lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly into Mu Chengyun's eyes, fearing that Mu Chengyun would see through his lies.
His body involuntarily leaned forward, as if he wanted to minimize his presence in front of Mu Chengyun.
However, he could not hide the fact that his heart was beating wildly due to his guilty conscience, and even his voice began to tremble.
Elder Jin prayed secretly in his heart, hoping that he could get away with it. If Mu Chengyun discovered that he had been controlled, he would definitely be dead.
Upon hearing this, Mu Chengyun became furious and trembled with anger.
His face turned red with anger, and veins bulged on his forehead, as if it would explode at any moment.
He slammed the table again, and the teacup on the table jumped up again, splashing tea everywhere.
He stood up suddenly, pointed at Elder Jin's nose and cursed: "Delay? Try to persuade? You are a bunch of useless things!"
"You can't even handle a young girl who has just started out and is still wet behind the ears! You are such a bunch of good-for-nothings!"
"You are a bunch of useless rubbish! If you can't even handle such a small matter, what use are you!"
Mu Chengyun roared, his voice echoing in the hall, making the ears of the people around him buzz.
Mu Chengyun's anger grew stronger and stronger. He felt that these people did not take his plan seriously at all.
At this time, the main hall was in deathly silence, and the several elders of Qianluo Palace present were all silent.
They were so frightened that they dared not even breathe, fearing that they would accidentally become the target of Mu Chengyun's anger.
Everyone lowered their heads, stared at the ground, their bodies trembled slightly, and even their breathing became cautious.
They were all thinking that they had seen how brutal and cruel Mu Chengyun was.
If I accidentally provoke him, I'm afraid my life will be in danger. I just hope his anger will subside as soon as possible.
However, Mu Chengyun did not give up.
He took big strides and walked towards the trembling Elder Jin with a menacing look.
After standing still, Mu Chengyun looked down at the Great Elder with a chilling murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
That icy and chilling gaze was like that of an evil spirit from the Netherworld, making people feel creepy at a glance.
Elder Jin felt Mu Chengyun's gaze and shuddered involuntarily, secretly groaning in his heart.
Suddenly, Mu Chengyun stretched out his right hand without warning and grabbed Elder Jin's collar tightly like an eagle grabbing a chick.
Then he swung his arm vigorously and easily lifted up the strong Elder Jin.
Elder Jin's feet suddenly left the ground and he kept kicking wildly in the air, trying to find a foothold to stabilize his body.
But no matter how he struggled, he could not escape Mu Chengyun's control.
At this moment, Elder Jin had lost his usual majestic image, and his face was full of fear.
Beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down his forehead and hit the ground with a crisp sound.
But Mu Chengyun was not moved at all and still held Elder Jin's collar tightly.
His teeth were chattering as he squeezed out words filled with anger and contempt.
"Trash! A bunch of useless trash! This Palace Master has entrusted such a vital matter to your hands."
"I gave you so much time to deal with this matter, but what's the result? You can't even deal with a little girl!"
"What on earth do you guys eat? Are you really just a glutton?"
"If you can't even finish this little thing, what's the point of keeping you useless trash? What's the point of keeping you around?"
At this moment, Mu Chengyun's eyes were burning with rage, and his face turned red because of extreme anger.
Even the veins on his neck were bulging, like angry tiny poisonous snakes, looking extremely ferocious.