Chapter 68 Slapping My Own Face (1)
In the Zhuque family's mansion, all members were gathered in the main house. Shen Feng sat upright on the couch, his stern face showing a hint of tension.
"What did the person sent to the city gate say? Hasn't the shadow of the convoy been seen yet?" Shen Feng frowned and asked Shen Ling beside him.
Two days ago, they received a message from the Divine Domain that the team heading to Lava Valley had returned. The divine envoy of the Divine Domain did not reveal more than this brief message. For these two days, the entire Vermilion Bird Family seemed somewhat restless.
Everyone was well aware that if Sheng Jun succeeded in awakening Zhu Que, one of the four young men heading to Lava Valley would definitely sign a contract with Zhu Que.
They are now very nervous, and no one knows whether Sheng Jun can successfully wake up Zhu Que.
After all, Zhu Que has been asleep for a hundred years, and no one is one hundred percent sure.
After receiving the message from the Divine Domain, Shen Feng immediately dispatched people to guard the city gate around the clock, ensuring that they could convey the news of the team's return in the first place.
It has been over a hundred years since the Zhuque family lost their Zhuque, and it has been over a hundred years since they had the possibility of seeing a Zhuque again. This is crucial for the entire family.
Every minute and every second of waiting seems especially long.
Shen Ling said: "There is no news yet, but judging from the time, they should be back soon. Father, don't worry too much, with the blessing of heaven, our Zhu Que family will surely achieve great success."
Shen Feng sighed, he was already over fifty years old. If this time he couldn't wake up Zhu Que, then in his lifetime, he might never see Zhu Que again.
The main house was quiet, but everyone's heart was as anxious as Shen Feng's.
The guards with anxious expressions rushed towards the main house in big strides.
Shen Ling recognized at a glance that it was his family servant who had been sent to guard the city gate.
"Report to the master of the house! It's back! Our family's carriage is back!" The servant exclaimed excitedly.
Shen Feng's expression changed, and his hands grasping the armrests of the chair trembled slightly.
"Hurry! Hurry and follow me to welcome the Holy Lord!" The excited voice had changed tone, Shen Feng hastily stood up, calling out to the others in the house to quickly rush towards the main gate of the Zhu Que Manor.
In front of the gate, seven or eight horse-drawn carriages stopped in unison at the entrance. The Holy Lord had already gotten down from his carriage, a warm smile on his face, while Shen Feng, who was about to lead everyone out to welcome him, looked eager.
"This trip has been tiring for Your Majesty! Please, Your Majesty, come in and rest!" Shen Feng was after all steady and composed, knowing that even at this time he had to maintain his respect for His Majesty.
"Fortunately, I did not disappoint the mission. Congratulations, you are old." The Holy King smiled slightly and announced the good news that everyone had been waiting for.
The Vermilion Bird has truly awakened!
All the young masters of the Zhuque family present took a cold breath after hearing this news, Zhuque was too important to them, no one could understand their longing for Zhuque. Everyone's heart was filled with excitement, in order not to be rude in front of Shengjun, they could only hold back the wild joy on their faces, but their rapid breathing had already betrayed their inner hearts.
They have lived for many years and can actually see the Vermilion Bird!
This is what many people dream of!
Shen Feng was almost overjoyed to tears, he nodded slightly with a choked voice, his eyes burning hotly towards the several horse carriages behind Sheng Jun.
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