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    306 Banquet (Big Chapter)

    Yu Shan¡¯s appearance cannot be said to be very beautiful. If she had to give it a score, it would probably be around 70. She is just a cute girl next door.

    With this kind of appearance, in the entertainment industry, if you close your eyes, you can find tens of thousands of people who are prettier than her, and her figure is too petite, only over 150 centimeters tall.  Without outstanding conditions and no academic background, it would be almost impossible to embark on the road of stardom if it weren't for Wang Junjie's relationship.

    The whole day's excitement has allowed this nineteen-year-old girl, who is judged to be pretty in most eyes, to enter the most popular position in the Chinese entertainment industry. It is really hard for many people to understand.  Isn't it just that I sang a song, but why was it promoted to the altar by so many people?

    The press conference turned into a fan club, and the cameras faithfully recorded everything. Thousands of people watching this scene were amazed.  How could those journalists who had experienced many battles become so fanatical?

    Amidst all the fuss, it took at least ten minutes, and with my hands numb from signing in, only a single group of people walked from the gate to where they should be.  Looking at the inexplicably excited faces and eager eyes in the audience, Yu Shan surprisingly didn't feel much joy in his heart, but felt a little disappointed.

    Is this what I longed for before? Why do I find it boring after getting it?

    A smiling face appeared in front of Yu Dan¡¯s eyes. Perhaps just being with him is what he desires most.

    Yu Shan himself did not know why he would receive such enthusiastic pursuit and admiration. Not many people knew the reason. In this era, there was only one, and that was Wang Junjie.

    Along with the singing, what was enjoyed in the stadium last night was a spiritual suggestion. The starlight in the sky and the deep universe were all imagined by people.  A song that uses spiritual vibration to inspire people's desire hidden deep in their hearts. While people can't help but imagine those beautiful scenery, Wang Junjie's spiritual power passes through Yu Dan, making them subconsciously worship and bringing them the highest level.  Enjoy this person

    Even if it were a different person, or even a different pig standing on the stage, people would still give it the best words.  Of course, this is an exaggerated metaphor. Pigs cannot sing. To win real success, you must have the IQ to grasp the rhythm.

    Yu Dan looked at everything around him with a smile, his heart filled with thoughts of another person who was not present.  She didn't know that when thousands of people fell at her feet from a spiritual level, she also prostrated at the feet of her man. This was a kind of spiritual attachment and surrender.  When she let herself go and sang that song, another change was impossible.

    Things like spirit and soul are too mysterious, and Wang Junjie himself did not expect such a result.  In his opinion, if this song is sung in the correct way, it will definitely bring success to Yu Dan.  But he forgot that the average mental power of human beings in this era has not exceeded 2 PO, and they cannot resist such mental temptation.

    The song he chose from his memory will also achieve great success in the future time and space, but it is far less crazy than what he sees now.  The reason is that thousands of years later, people's mental power cannot be lower than 4.6po, and the standard base of mental power for recruits joining the army is already 6po. If they are warriors who are practicing, the mental power of normal adults can usually reach  Of course, the mental power of around two and three levels, 20 to 30po, cannot be easily shaken.  As for the phenomenon of worship happening because of a song, it is not impossible, but the reason for worship comes from appreciation, not from being confused and twisted like this.

    This is his negligence. Wang Junjie doesn't like to use his mental power to control his women. Doing so goes against the code of conduct of a normal man.  What men and women need is mutual giving, not unilateral demands.  When he first treated Xia Qi, he was just helpless to ensure his own safety. From then on, he never thought about it again.

    Using mental power to control others is absolutely not allowed in terms of morality, but also in the prevailing laws of the universe. Once discovered, one will be severely punished.

    Wang Junjie didn¡¯t know that he had violated the laws of the universe.

    ¡°Perhaps even if he already knows, he can only stick to this path now, because the environment he faces forces him to do so.

    "Mr. Wang, we are here." Daoji reminded in a low voice, waking Wang Junjie out of his thoughts.

    "Well" Wang Junjie wanted to take a look outside the car window. Dozens of men and women wearing various clothes were standing not far away, looking like they were waiting for him.

    Even though he knew he had arrived at his destination, Wang Junjie had no intention of opening the door and getting out of the car. He sat quietly in the car and waited.

    Daoji was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something.  Continuous?Pushing open the car door on the other side, and just as he was about to go around and open the door, he suddenly saw his master appearing in front of him. He quietly stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "You are on guard in the courtyard. Together with the people of the Shenmen Holy Sect, you are not allowed to let go."  Anyone come in."

    Dao Ji quickly bowed and agreed. When he looked up, he saw the elder at the door stepping forward, opening the car door himself, then bowing and saluting, "Your Highness is welcome."

    Daoji felt a little confused. How could the great elder step forward and open the door for him in person?  Again, the title Your Highness is the same as the dead Duke Yadi's title Wang Junjie. Could he really be a prince of a certain country?  Even a prince doesn't deserve such courtesy in front of a secluded sect like his own. This, this is too crazy.

    His mind was in a mess, but Daoji didn't stop for a moment and hurriedly walked out.  After only walking three or five steps, he saw Ren Xia Mingyue already on his left and right sides, presumably receiving the same treatment as himself.

    The three of them glanced at each other subconsciously, then looked left and right, and saw that no other disciples of the three sects could be seen in the courtyard.

    When he reached the courtyard gate and stood still, Daoji realized that, standing every few feet outside the courtyard, weren't it his junior brothers?

    The chief disciple of the three sects can still stand guard outside the banquet hall, but the other disciples are not even qualified to enter this courtyard

    Dao Ji sighed softly in his heart, and his aggressiveness became a little stronger. A real man cannot lose his power for a day, otherwise what is the point of living in a hazy life?

    Wang Junjie turned his head and looked at the elder of the Immortal Sect with a long beard. He nodded slightly as a greeting, then leaned forward and stepped out of the car.

    "Mitao, the chief of the Sharun tribe, greets His Highness."

    "Haotian, the leader of the Tianqin tribe, respectfully welcomes His Highness"

    "The acting chief of the Baiyu clan"

    ""

    Several rows of prominent figures from the four tribes who had been waiting for a long time bent down to salute. Wang Junjie calmly accepted the etiquette of the four tribes. He turned his eyes and found a familiar figure at the far left of the crowd of people who were all saluting.  figure.  Isn't that the woman who almost made her doomed by the Xishui River?

    After everyone had finished the three etiquettes, Wang Junjie bent slightly and waved his right hand flatly from left to right: "Everyone must be polite. We are on this planet. Alma hopes that everyone can get along well with each other.  Too restrictive¡±

    "Your Highness is merciful." Mi Tuo, the leader of the Xialun clan, immediately sang a hymn of praise.

    Haotian, the leader of the Tianqin clan, hurriedly caught up with him: "The Tianqin clan will definitely uphold His Highness's will. It is a great blessing for the ninth star district to be illuminated by His Highness's light."

    "Okay, okay." Wang Junjie shook his hand, stopping the clan leaders who were ready to compete with each other to see who was thicker-skinned. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Don't say such things anymore. You are also honorable nobles.  You should pay attention to your identity. This is neither a temple of glory nor an altar of glory. It is just a small earth. Why should it be so formal? Wouldn't it be better to be more relaxed?"

    "Yes, in accordance with His Highness's will." This time, Gabriel took the lead and was the first to speak out.

    "The banquet has been prepared. Please take your seat, Your Highness." The Toulon clan chief couldn't hold himself back for a long time. This is his territory, but every time someone else is the first to flatter His Highness Alma, why doesn't he, a landlord, get annoyed?

    "Well, Count Toulon, please lead the way for me." Wang Junjie said politely.

    The leader of Toulon suddenly became energetic. Finally, as a landowner, he left a little impression in front of the future emperor of the Ninth Star District.

    Dozens of people with noble titles from the four tribes welcomed Wang Junjie into the hall that had been decorated for a long time.  The layout of this hall seems to have taken a lot of thought by several tribes. The walls are covered with colorful silks and satins, and there are gorgeous starlight lamps above the head. The famous white carpet of the Morning Star Empire is spread under the feet. In the middle is a long table with many things on it.  There are four seasonal fruits and vegetables and all kinds of food and wine. There are also many tables and chairs placed around the wall. There are five at the top facing the door, and the chair in the middle is particularly tall.

    Wang Junjie looked around in a funny way. The furnishings here were neither foreign nor earthy. They had both Eastern traditions and Western tastes. It was probably that several races were unwilling to decorate them in the way of others, so they made it like this.  Hodgepodge.  This kind of thing has never happened in Li Sinan's memory. The thirty-seven races of the Fourth Cantilever Empire each have their own customs, but after all, there is only one host for each banquet, so this situation is absolutely impossible.

    As soon as the smile appeared on Her Highness Alma's face, the faces of the four major clan leaders immediately turned red. They had guessed the same as Wang Junjie. In order to arrange the dinner according to whose family's habits, they did have a lot of quarrels.

    This is the subordinate of the ninth star district?Emperor, even if the current situation is somewhat unclear, it is still worth the efforts of several families.

    After sitting down in order, a nondescript banquet finally kicked off.

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    The dinner went on calmly according to the procedure, and the dinner gradually changed from solemn to light.  As expected by the clan leaders, Wang Junjie had no airs and spoke to everyone in a relatively equal voice. In his extremely cordial tone, there was almost no sense of distance between them.

    Time passed slowly, and the clan leaders finally felt relieved. Just looking at His Highness's demeanor, the last doubts in their hearts dissipated.  This must be His Highness Alma. Apart from the most stringent royal education, where else can one cultivate such a noble nobleman?

    Wang Junjie sipped the wine in his glass carefully and looked at the middle of the lively hall.  The banquet has passed the first two routine parts, and the atmosphere now is no longer as formal as it was at the beginning.  There were not many people attending the banquet tonight. All the people sitting in the hall were members of several tribes. There were only beautiful girls who shuttled back and forth in the hall like butterflies. These servants with bright smiles served the important figures of several tribes.  Talent is human.

    The slave race

    Wang Junjie sighed slightly in his heart. It was hard to explain clearly how he felt when he saw his people being reduced to slaves.

    "Your Highness, Gabriel of the White Domain wishes you eternal luck." Gabriel tilted his head, and his face, which had not had a smile for a hundred years, was brighter than a chrysanthemum.

    "The Eternal Luck" Wang Junjie raised his glass and took a sip.  Drinking with the lower nobles, for a prince to take a small sip is already a very honorable act.

    "Okay, you invited me here today, I guess it's not just for dinner, right?" Wang Junjie gently put down the cup before the rest of the people could make up for the toast.  Seeing his own kind serving foreigners with forced smiles, he felt a kind of resentment in his heart. How could he have any appetite?

    Several clan leaders looked at each other and seemed to feel the displeasure in the heart of His Highness the Prince, who was sitting high in the middle, and felt a little uneasy in their hearts.  How did they think that Wang Junjie was depressed because of the human girls in the hall? They all thought that Wang Junjie was finally ready to ask about the Zerg.

    "Your Highness, I have prepared Doluoxing's ice juice, and I would like to ask you to take some." The Toulon clan leader stood up and replied.

    "It's a knife to extend one's head, and it's a knife to shrink one's head. When the four major races confirmed Wang Junjie's identity, they all knew in their hearts that it was impossible to avoid the Zerg thing.  His Highness does not dare to use other methods to deal with him. If the heir to the throne of the Ninth Star District loses a hair, not to mention the four major races living on the earth, even their tribesmen in the Morning Star Empire will be killed.  Beheaded and killed.

    In this case, the only thing that can be done is to take it out. As long as the crown prince can understand everyone's difficulties, this matter must not be unsolvable.

    "Well, let's go." Wang Junjie waved his sleeves and stood up.  Wang Junjie felt very comfortable wearing this old-fashioned Chinese coat with wide sleeves.

    From the side door of the lively hall, following the rustling footsteps, we arrived at a quiet room measuring dozens of square meters.

    Everyone sat down separately, and there was silence in the room.

    "Tell me." Wang Junjie knocked on the table, and the sound of "duh" sounded in everyone's mind.

    It¡¯s really a mysterious spiritual vibration technique. Several clan leaders admired it at the same time. The royal technique is magical.

    "No one would have thought that Wang Junjie did this deliberately, just to make them believe in his identity.

    Gabriel plucked up the courage. He could only speak about this matter. Those few people had already made up their minds and were ready to clear up the matter. Only the people from the White Territory could never leave it alone.  Well, there are also people from Sharon, so don¡¯t try to get rid of them.

    "Your Highness, the foreign minister was extremely shocked after hearing about the accident that happened to Duke Yadi. In the past few days, he ordered the clan to investigate the matter thoroughly. The other three clans also"

    The moonlight is bright at night in Jiangcheng, but the night in Beijing is frighteningly gloomy.

    ????????????????In a heavily guarded state agency somewhere, a top-secret meeting was being held overnight. There were only three people participating in the meeting, an old man, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, and perhaps the second youngest general in China.

    "Major General Si Anbang, do you think this information is reliable?" the old man asked in a deep voice, his face extremely serious.

    Si Anbang raised his head and looked at the other party. The old man was the top leader in charge of this department and was directly responsible to the No. 1 chief and the Central Military Commission.

    "The news from Intelligence Agent No. 1 is definitely correct. Unfortunately, Wang Junjie's identity cannot be analyzed from the intelligence. But looking at the attitudes of the three major sects, there is no doubt that his identity is extremelyIt is special and extremely important, otherwise how could those four people appear in Jiangcheng at the same time.  Originally I thought they rushed to Jiangcheng because of Yadi's death, but now it seems that is not the case, but because of Wang Junjie.  "

    "Well," the middle-aged man sitting next to the old man nodded, confirming that what he said made sense, but turned around and asked: "What kind of identity do you think he will be? Could he be a member of an overseas hidden sect?  "

    Wang Junjie¡¯s identity is very important. This is a fact that the relevant departments do not need to guess. Even a fool can judge it.  What the relevant departments want to know most urgently now is who is this person who can make the heads of the three sects come down to see him in person, and what is hidden behind him?

    They had to look for the answer, and they didn't dare not look for the answer, because even the god of the largest sect in the West appeared in Jiangcheng.  Everyone on earth knows that that person must be here for Duke Yadi or Wang Junjie.

    What exactly were they discussing together? The latest information about tonight's banquet has been sent. The four most mysterious and powerful figures on the earth actually walked out of the door to greet Wang Junjie. Does this mean that the one in the information was  A young man who is only twenty-two years old and comes from a stronger place?

    "Four strong men who have controlled the world for thousands of years are now equally powerful forces that can influence the situation anywhere in the world. Is there anyone more powerful than them?"

    "I can't tell, but it's unlikely for overseas sects. As far as I know, several overseas sects are allies of humanity. We have the same ambition, which is to clean up the three sects from China. We can no longer let China  People have become slaves like in the past. But they can't be so powerful. Humanity was almost completely destroyed in World War I. Those sects were either founded by overseas disciples of Humanity, or they were driven out by immortal sects.  The remaining soldiers are defeated.¡±

    Si Anbang frowned, he was at a loss to deal with the current situation.  My spy status within the three sects is too low to have access to these secrets.  As a chess move, Xiao Mei, who was sent to Jiangcheng, made no progress

    "General Zeng, it is actually not impossible to find out Wang Junjie's identity. We can even"

    "What good ideas do you have?" The old man is not young, but his eyes are still very sharp.

    "Cheng Mengyun is his girlfriend. Now I am trapped in Beijing, but in three days, I will no longer be able to let her family keep her." Si Anbang said softly, then lowered his head and remained silent.

    The same meeting was held not only in China, but also in several countries around the world that knew the inside story. The same meeting was held at the same time.  For this kind of intelligence, several big countries have adopted a resource-sharing cooperation method, because no big country government is willing to become a puppet at all times.

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