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Chapter 252 After the Emperor's Ambition

After Patriarch Kuihua left, the originally noisy and chaotic crowd below suddenly became silent.

Everyone had a look of awe on their faces, and they all turned their eyes to Zhang Sanfeng who was standing on the high ground.

Although Zhang Sanfeng had not yet clearly stated whether he was willing to serve as the Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty, everyone present had already determined that he would definitely accept this honor.

After all, in their opinion, no one can resist the temptation of the national teacher, even if that person is Zhang Sanfeng.

As a result, these people looked at Zhang Sanfeng with eyes full of awe and flattery, and at the same time began to secretly calculate how to curry favor with the Wudang Sect so that they could gain some benefits from this upstart in the future.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, as deep as the sea, slowly swept over the people below, and then he said indifferently with an expressionless face: "Why, you still don't plan to leave? Do you want to stay overnight on my Wudang Mountain?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned at first, and then they exchanged glances with each other.

After a brief silence, they all shook their heads and said in unison, "We came here today specifically to celebrate Master Zhang's birthday. Now that the birthday banquet is over, we will no longer disturb you and will take our leave."

After saying this, people from various forces began to act in an orderly manner.

Except for the Shaolin and Emei sects and a few people who remained, the disciples of other sects all left the hall in an orderly manner, leaving only an empty space inside the hall, and Zhang Sanfeng still standing on the high platform, and the Wudang disciples beside him.

Then, a man walked forward steadily, his posture as straight as a pine tree and his face as handsome as jade. He was Li Changan.

Li Chang'an, smiling, walked up to Zhang Sanfeng, bowed slightly, and said in a clear voice, "Master Zhang, I have long heard of your great name. It is truly a privilege for me to meet you today. I am Li Chang'an, the Master of the Tianji Tower!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's gaze fell on Li Changan. He nodded gently and said slowly, "Oh? So it's Pavilion Master Li. I've heard of you. The Jianghu is in turmoil right now, and all these disturbances are caused by you!"

Upon hearing this, Li Changan smiled modestly and quickly bowed, responding, "Master Zhang, you are too kind. I have no merit or ability to deserve such praise. Those so-called disturbances were merely a coincidence and are truly nothing."

At this moment, another figure came up like a gust of wind. This person had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was very imposing. It was Lu Yun.

Lu Yun approached Zhang Sanfeng, clasped his fists in greeting, and said respectfully, "Greetings, Master Zhang! I, Lu Yun, am honored to be accepted as a disciple of Huang Yaoshi, one of the Five Great Masters of the Song Dynasty."

After hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Lu Yun with interest.

After a moment, a flicker of admiration flashed in his eyes as he praised, "Well, judging from your excellent physique and extraordinary temperament, you must be extremely talented. Huang Yaoshi is truly fortunate to have you as his disciple!"

Then, Zhang Sanfeng's voice, like a huge bell, suddenly rang out: "I wonder what the two of you are doing here?"

Upon hearing this, Li Changan stepped forward and spoke first, "Master Zhang, to be honest, I came here to make a deal with you. I have a miraculous medicine that will cure the paralysis of Yin Liuxia and Yu Sanxia!"

As soon as Li Changan finished speaking, a flash of surprise flashed across Zhang Sanfeng's previously calm eyes. He bowed slightly and said, "Thank you very much for your help, Pavilion Master Li. I'm just wondering how you would like to proceed with this transaction."

Although Zhang Sanfeng was a martial arts master with a great reputation, he was not proficient in medicine.

Faced with the serious injuries of his beloved disciples, although he had tried his best to use his skills and barely saved the lives of Yin Liuxia and Yu Sanxia, he was unable to completely heal their injuries.

Hearing that Li Changan actually had such a miraculous medicine, a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.

Then, Li Changan looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a determined gaze and slowly said, "I don't want anything else. I just want you to make me a promise, Master Zhang. Is that okay?"

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's originally peaceful face instantly became serious, and his brows were tightly furrowed together, forming a deep groove.

He really didn't expect that what Li Changan wanted would be such an illusory promise.

Although on the surface it seems that Zhang Sanfeng only needs to make this promise, the variables involved are difficult to predict. After all, no one can know what purpose Li Changan intends to achieve with this promise.

Just as Zhang Sanfeng was thinking about how to respond, suddenly, a slight sound of rolling wheels reached everyone's ears.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a thin, haggard middle-aged man sitting in a wooden wheelchair, slowly driving into the hall.

When he got closer, the middle-aged man raised his head, looked at Zhang Sanfeng anxiously, and shouted loudly: "Master, please don't agree to it!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked over when he heard the voice, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He was obviously a little surprised by the middle-aged man who suddenly broke in.

After a brief hesitation, he asked, "Dai Yan, why are you here?"

Before he finished speaking, Song Yuanqiao, who was beside Zhang Sanfeng, had already walked quickly to Yu Daying, gently grasped the wheelchair handle, and carefully pushed him into the hall.

Yu Dayan first bowed respectfully to Zhang Sanfeng, then turned around and looked at Li Changan solemnly. He continued to say to Zhang Sanfeng, "Master, I just heard the disciples talk about what happened here. I was worried and hurried over to take a look. I hope Master will not make this deal with this person!"

Although Yu Dayan wanted to recover, if this was the only way to recover, he would rather not do it, because he didn't know what Li Changan wanted Zhang Sanfeng's promise for? If it endangered his master Zhang Sanfeng, then his death would not be a pity.

Hearing this, Li Changan's originally handsome face became as still as the water in a deep pool, without any ripples.

He calmly turned to face Zhang Sanfeng, bowed slightly, and said slowly, "Master Zhang, in that case, I will take my leave first. If you are interested in making a deal with me, please send someone to Tianji Tower to let me know."

After he finished speaking, he did not move, but the women beside him moved lightly like dancing butterflies, and followed Li Changan out of this magnificent and solemn hall.

Watching Li Changan walking farther and farther away until he disappeared from his sight, Lu Yun couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind. He first saluted Zhang Sanfeng with his fists clasped, and then said softly, "Master Zhang, I will also say goodbye."

After saying this, he followed Li Changan closely and left.

After Li Changan and Lu Yun's men had left the hall, the atmosphere inside suddenly became solemn.

There was a cold light in Master Miejue's eyes. She glared at Zhang Sanfeng fiercely, snorted coldly, and left with all the Emei disciples, followed closely by the Shaolin disciples.

For a moment, only the Wudang Sect members were left in the empty hall, staring at each other in bewilderment.

Then, Song Yuanqiao, the eldest disciple, broke the silence. He looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a worried look on his face and asked respectfully, "Master, now that they have all left, what should we do next?"

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's face showed a mysterious smile, his eyes flashing with wisdom, and he slowly replied: "Yuanqiao, a distinguished guest has arrived!"

Song Yuanqiao and the other Wudang disciples were stunned upon hearing this, wondering to themselves, "Distinguished guest? Who on earth could possibly be so respected by our Master?"

However, before they could recover from their confusion, Zhang Sanfeng spoke again, saying loudly: "Come out, my friend!"

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