Peerless Taoist

"Young Master, why are you bowing to him?"    

All the officials of the Song Clan looked at Song Qilin with astonishment. Even Song Xuanwu's eyes were wide open with disbelief. In their hearts, their young master, Song Qilin, was arrogant and unruly. Besides, he was a talented man. He was always arrogant. He would never bow to anybody.    

"Don't just stand there! Kneel down!"    

Song Qilin was about to go crazy. His scalp was numb. He shouted to the people of the Song Clan behind him.    

Back at the Rising Sun Pavilion, Song Qilin had been suppressed by Lu Yu. After that, he had deeply engraved Lu Yu's appearance in his mind.    

Lu Yu had spared his life only because he looked down on him. How could the Azure Dragon care about the mistakes of an ant? Although Song Qilin had survived, Lu Yu had become his eternal nightmare.    

When he was in the Imperial Academy, Song Qilin had heard that his brother had been captured by the Imperial Dragon Guards.    

However, he never thought that his brother would actually mess with the king!    

"Brother, what are you doing?" Song Xuan-Wu shouted.    

He called Song Qilin to help him deal with Lu Yu.    

But now, Song Qilin was clearly being respectful to Lu Yu, as if he was a servant. This was simply a slap to Song Xuanwu's face.    

"Shut up! This is the emperor. Hurry up and kneel down!" Song Qilin shouted anxiously.    

After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Song Xuanwu's reaction. He immediately knelt in front of Lu Yu and lowered his head to admit his mistake.    

Song Qilin didn't know what had happened, but he subconsciously knew that something serious had happened. He knew too well about Song Xuanwu's personality. He was a foppish fool in Xianyang City. He did all kinds of evil things. It was only because the Song Clan was so powerful that nobody dared to mess with the Song Clan that Song Xuanwu had been free until now.    

However, if Song Xuanwu really messed with the king, the Song Clan wouldn't be able to do anything about it.    

"Brother, what are you talking about? Isn't he just a little High Scholar? When has our Song Clan ever bowed to a High Scholar?" Song Xuan-Wu was angry. He stamped his feet and shouted, "Wake up! We are a powerful clan. We don't need to be afraid of a mere High Scholar!"    

"Bastard! Nonsense! Kneel down now!" Song Qilin was so angry that he nearly passed out.    

[If this Song Xuan-Wu was a bit more reasonable, he would have realized that something was wrong, wouldn't he?]    

How could a High Scholar detain all the officials of the Song Clan?    

How could a High Scholar make such a big scene in the Xianyang Palace?    

How could a High Scholar make Yan Sui follow his lead?    

Unfortunately, Song Xuanwu was too arrogant, making him look down on everyone else. He did not believe in Lu Yu's true identity at all.    

Song Qilin suddenly stood up, punched and kicked the group of Song Family officials, and roared, "All of you, kneel down."    

Plop! Plop!    

All the officials of the Song Clan kneeled down. Some of their faces had turned pale. They finally realized that something was wrong.    

However, most of them were arrogant and unwilling to kneel down to Lu Yu. This was a great humiliation to them.    

Song Xuanwu raised his head and gritted his teeth, "I know. This kid must have something on you, right?"    

"How dare he! First, he dares to tell on us. Now he wants to threaten you with it. He is horrible!"    

"Brother, don't worry. Father will be back soon. We don't need to be afraid of him."