Full-time Mage: Start by getting the White Tiger Pendant

Chapter 418: Plan, Questioning in the Holy City

Zhao Youqian was so frightened that he finally couldn't help but kneel down on his knees, hugging his brother Zhao Manyan's thigh, and begged: "I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong, please spare my life."

"That's right." He suddenly remembered and wailed: "For the sake of my parents, my father is seriously ill and my mother is gentle. If they know that our two brothers are killing each other, they will be disappointed."

"Do you still know your parents?!"

Hearing this, Zhao Manyan became even more angry, stepped forward quickly, and punched Zhao Youqian hard on the face.

Bang!There was a dull sound of physical collision. Zhao Youqian was thrown high and hit the ground hard. Several teeth were thrown away. Half of his face was swollen, black and blue, and full of blood.

Immediately afterwards, he still couldn't understand his hatred and stepped forward to beat him crazily!

uh-huh!Zhao Youqian endured it silently. When he lowered his head, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. In addition to Zhao Manyan, there was also Lu Jun. Why the hell are you meddling in other people's business!
A few minutes later, Zhao Manting was tired of beating his brother and beat him half to death. Then he stopped and fell to the ground, helpless.

Lu Jun sensed the other party's resentment in his heart, snorted coldly, and asked Zhao Manyan, "What are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Zhao Manyan's eyes became more and more confused. He looked down at Zhao Youqian who was breathing weakly and covered in blood. Do you hate him?Of course I hate it!
But does he want to kill? He doesn't know. If he kills his brother, what is the essential difference from what Zhao Yougan did?

His mind was very confused, not only about Zhao Youqian's treatment, but also about his father's serious illness, his mother's gentle face, and even the fear of Zhao's huge wealth.

This was originally done by my brother Zhao Youqian, and he had many concerns. After learning about this incident, would his father still support Zhao Youqian in taking power? If it were him, would he be able to sustain the situation.

Lu Jun could see that Zhao Manyan's thoughts were confused and said with a smile: "You have two choices now."

"The first one executed Zhao Youqian on the spot, and then went back silently and pretended not to know, because your brother assassinated you secretly. After a while, the news of his disappearance came, and you naturally took the position."

"Secondly, take Zhao Youqian to the Zhao family, expose Zhao Youqian's crimes in front of your father and the elders, and then ascend to the throne under great pressure."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Manyan fell silent. The former was the least difficult and had the least accidents. The latter was very stressful and full of uncertainty, but there was one thing that was justified and there was no excuse.

The most important thing is that he does not need to execute Zhao Youqian with his own hands.

Lu Jun understood and sighed with relief. Old Zhao has a good heart. This quality is indeed suitable for being a brother. At least he will not stab you in the back like Zhao Youqian did.

As for being soft-hearted, he was noncommittal. Without personal experience, how could he put himself in someone else's shoes? Brothers killing each other...

"Don't worry, I've recorded the whole scene just now on video. When you take the blame to the clan, I will send it to the whole world simultaneously."

"In this way, Mrs. Zhao will not be able to push a guy who treats his brothers cruelly into the position of speaker."

Lu Jun paused and said frankly: "You don't have to worry about securing your position after taking the throne. I will give you a big gift and we will cooperate..."

After listening to Lu Jun's orderly arrangements, Zhao Manyan was speechless and grateful. He gritted his teeth and said, "That's it! Without further ado, I will escort Zhao Youqian back to the country to meet my father right away!"

At the moment, Zhao Manyan doesn’t care about the championship team going to Parthenon to receive the [Sacred Seal of Praise] in a few days.

This kind of thing can be made up for later, but if the opportunity is missed, it will be too late when Zhao Youqian's men react.

In order to ensure the confidentiality of his actions, Zhao Manting did not even dare to book a ticket. He directly took his own private jet and quietly returned home overnight.

Lu Jun said goodbye to the other party and glanced at the sea along the coast of Venice.At this time, the sea surface was filled with fog and white, and an island was looming. The atmosphere became inexplicably heavy, and it felt like a big stone was weighing heavily on my heart.

He couldn't help but chuckle and whispered: "Your Majesty."

Lu Jun ignored it and turned to leave.

When he returned to the national residence, Mo Fan had just gotten up and said in surprise: "Where is Lao Zhao?"

"He's gone to pick up girls."

Lu Jun said casually, and then looked at Mo Fan who hesitated to speak. Yizisha's actions might have already begun, and he was thinking about whether to remind the other party.

Boom boom boom!
At this moment, there was a violent knock on the door of the National Team Hotel, and he frowned and turned around.

I saw two middle-aged mages wearing sacred and noble sacrificial robes approaching. They were not angry and intimidating, and their eyes scanned the crowd, which naturally brought with them strong mental oppression.

Several people felt awe-struck, the person who came here had extremely high cultivation level.

Jiang Shaoxu saw the identities of the two and said in surprise: "Holy Inquisition Mage?!"

Each of the direct members of the Holy Inquisition Tribunal is at least a super mage.

The two Holy Inquisition mages locked on Lu Jun, approached him one from the left and the other from the right, and said lightly: "Are you Mr. Lu? Come with us to the Holy Inquisition Court."

Seeing this posture, Lu Jun frowned. The person who came here is not good. His style is so overbearing and looks like he is guarding a prisoner. Are you afraid that he will escape?
Lu Jun was dissatisfied and could barely hold back his anger. He planned to ask about the situation before talking about it. He calmly asked: "What's the matter? I remember that I didn't have any interactions with you?"

One of the middle-aged Holy Inquisition mages said: "Judge Duranke asked you to go to the Holy Inquisition Tribunal after the game to tell the story about Cardinal Salan. Have you forgotten?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Jun was relieved in his heart. It was not a big deal. Just now he almost thought that his metal element was exposed?
Jiang Shaoxu had the foresight and knew that Sheng Caiyuan could not be offended, so he quickly came to smooth things over and said with a smile: "Two Masters, why can't you wait any longer? It's not a crime."

"The Parthenon will hold a championship blessing ceremony in a few days. Let's wait until Mr. Lu awards the [Sacred Seal of Praise] before going."

The middle-aged Holy Inquisitor mage sneered and said proudly: "We considered Senator Lu's mood for winning the championship and allowed three days to celebrate. It is already very humane. No mage has ever dared to ignore the summons of the Holy Inquisition Tribunal."

Another mage said domineeringly: "We are all here today anyway, and we don't want to go in vain."

After listening to the words of the two people, everyone looked embarrassed. Mo Fan snorted coldly and cursed: "Bad people have good dreams so early in the morning, what the hell."

"What did you say?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Holy Inquisition Mage Xisuo's eyes flickered. The terrifying fluctuations in his mind pressed past, and the air exploded, making Mo Fan's face turn pale and he stepped back a few steps.

Hisoka mocked: "Hmph! I know you won the first place in the country and broke the historical victory record, but when facing the strong people in society, it is better to show respect, so as not to offend people you can't afford to offend."

"The Venice Competition is just the starting point for young people."

Lu Jun held Mo Fan down with one hand, his face was calm, but in fact, he was full of murderous intent in his heart. No wonder the major forces in the original work feared the Holy Inquisition Tribunal like a tiger, but today it turned out to be domineering.

(End of this chapter)