GBP Chapter 577 The Elder Doesn't Want to Take Care of the Child 19
Chapter 577 The Elder Doesn't Want to Take Care of the Child 19
The funeral of the old Phoenix Lord was held in a very grand manner. Not only all the subjects of the Phoenix Clan, but also the Fox Clan, Lion Clan, Mermaid Clan and other clans came to pay their respects upon hearing the sad news.
On this day, the Phoenix Clan's gates, which had been closed for a thousand years, opened. Nan Yu, dressed in white, stood in an inconspicuous corner, watching the outsiders who entered the Phoenix Clan's territory.
When his gaze fell upon the dragon clan members whose auras were clearly visible, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Over the past hundred years, although the relationship between the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan has eased considerably, it has not been good enough for them to be able to visit each other.
He had to be wary of the two people from the dragon clan.
The young man in yellow, who was walking briskly, suddenly slowed down. He took a big step forward and bumped the arm of the man in white in front of him without much hesitation: "Uncle, someone is watching us."
Irik narrowed his deep silver eyes slightly, his tone nonchalant: "Don't you know the relationship between the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan? It's normal that someone is watching us."
The boy beside him seemed to understand but not quite, his delicate face slightly bewildered: "Oh, oh." He was actually a little afraid of this uncle; if he hadn't been so curious about the Phoenix Clan, he wouldn't have come with him.
A gentle servant led them to pay homage to the Phoenix Lord. Along the way, the boy looked around with great curiosity, his eyes filled with wonder at the Phoenix Clan, whose customs and traditions were completely different from those of the Dragon Clan.
A moment later, a cool and aloof young man in white robes and white hair appeared beside them: "Yi Zhao, the fourth elder of the Phoenix Clan." His voice, like his appearance, was clear and powerful.
Zhao Zhao heard about Nan Yu's news just as he finished dealing with his affairs, and took the opportunity to personally keep an eye on the two dragon guests.
Irik replied coldly, "Irik of the Dragon Clan."
The boy in yellow stared at Zhao Zhao's face and smiled: "Agavin of the Dragon Clan."
Zhao Zhao glanced at the young man again and nodded slightly, saying, "Honored guest, you have come from afar. Please forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality."
"Please follow me." He didn't say anything more polite and led the taciturn dragon clansmen directly to the worship site.
The relationship between the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan is strained. The fact that Irik and Agaven are able to come to the Phoenix Clan at this time is all out of respect for the old Phoenix Lord.
Along the way, they didn't initiate a conversation with Zhao Zhao, and naturally, Zhao Zhao didn't speak either.
Agavan bumped into Erik's arm again, winked at him, and received a glare from the man.
The man raised his hand slightly, then habitually shrank back, muttering, "Getting more and more irritable, huh."
Hundreds upon hundreds of spirit beasts came to worship the Phoenix Clan, and under Xi Yan's management, they were moving about in an orderly manner.
As Agavin was filled with shock, a boy's voice came from beside him: "Fragrant."
"Huh?" He snapped back to reality and met those cold, emerald-green eyes. Irrick slapped him on the head in annoyance: "What kind of talk is this? Hurry up and take it."
Looking down, I saw that the boy was handing him three sticks of incense in his well-defined hands.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Agavin hurriedly caught it, accidentally touching the boy's cold arm. His gaze moved inch by inch to the boy's furrowed brows and eyes. Before he could say anything, he was dragged away by the anxious Irrick.
"This young dragon doesn't seem very bright," Zhao Zhao said, draping a heavy arm over her shoulder. Nan Yu's eyes crinkled with a slight smile as he teased her.
Looking up at the refined young Phoenix Lord on the high platform, Huang Moumou said with pride, "Our Phoenix Lord Ye is still the most outstanding."
Zhao Zhao followed his gaze and met Ye Chao's gaze. The young man had a noble air about him, and his dark eyes seemed devoid of any emotion, exuding a cold and aloof elegance.
"Hahahahaha."
"The young man has grown up and is full of vigor!"
Nan Yu smiled with satisfaction and patted Zhao Zhao's head: "Zhao Zhao, you've really taught him very well. You've worked hard all these years."
On the high platform, Ye watched Nan Yu and Zhao Zhao's intimate interaction. His expression remained unchanged, but in reality, he was grinding his teeth in frustration. Just then, someone lit incense. He raised his eyes expressionlessly and met the person's ambiguous smile.
"Phoenix Lord Ye".
"Long time no see, how have you been?"
When Irrick faced him, a smile finally appeared on his sharply defined face. He pressed down on Agavan's head beside him and said, "Greetings to Lord Ye Feng."
Agavin obediently bent down, wondering why his uncle was acting so strangely today.
Ye was in a bad mood: "If you're going to pray, then pray; if you're not going to pray, then hurry up and leave. Stop rambling on and on with all this nonsense." His bad temper was showing; as usual, he was almost rolling his eyes at this point.
Bai Yu, who was standing behind him, froze with a gentle smile upon seeing this.
After Irrick led Agavan to pay respects to the old Phoenix Lord, he turned back and asked as he left, "How is the Phoenix Lord Yue doing?"
Ye's impatient eyes met those smiling silver eyes, and his mouth opened and closed, silently uttering the word "Get lost".
“Your temper seems to be much worse than your master’s.” Irrick ignored the dragging motion from his arm, his deep silver eyes fixed on the wicked boy before him, a hint of nostalgia flashing in them.
"Say that again!" Ye was about to explode in anger when Zhao Zhao, who had noticed their movements, flashed behind him in an instant.
"Phoenix Master".
A familiar, cold voice rang out, and Ye turned around in surprise. The anger in his eyes vanished instantly. Looking at that indifferent face, he asked somewhat awkwardly, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Zhao lowered his eyes slightly: "Watch your words and actions." Although his tone was calm, it was like a clear spring that extinguished the restless fire in Ye's heart.
He stared at him intently, and slowly uttered an "Oh".
This was the first thing Zhao Zhao had said to him in half a day.
Zhao Zhao looked helpless, worried that the hot-tempered boy would go crazy again, so she followed behind him, paying attention to his words and actions. This was an important moment for Ye to demonstrate his authority and ability, and he must not make any mistakes that would leave a bad impression on outsiders.
After that, Ye's mood improved a lot, and he was even able to smile when facing other clansmen. Except for occasionally turning his head to look behind him and getting distracted, there were no other problems.
Irrick led Agavin into the crowd, and thinking about what he had just seen, he found it unbelievable: "What's the name of that boy behind Lord Ye?" This time, apart from Ye and Yue, he had no interest in looking at the others when he came to the Phoenix Clan, and naturally he hadn't remembered his name when Zhao Zhao introduced herself.
"His name is Yi Zhao," Agvin said, his eyes sparkling. "He's so handsome!"
“Oh.” Irrick had no recollection of the name Yizhao, but thinking that the boy just now seemed to be quite young, he should be a junior member of the Phoenix Clan born in recent years.
Unable to contain his curiosity about Yizhao, Irike suspected he was bewitched and quickly stopped his wandering thoughts.
"Uncle, where are we going?" Agavin realized that this was not the way to leave the Phoenix Clan. The further they went, the fewer people there were, and they gradually moved away from the hustle and bustle.
Irrick said softly, "I've heard that the Phoenix Clan has a young master named Yue who has been in a time capsule for fifty years and still hasn't woken up. Of course, I have to go and see this strange thing."
Upon hearing the words "Young Master," the previously noisy Agavin gradually fell silent, lowering his head and following behind.