Chapter 203 Looking for trouble
"Stop! Do you have an invitation?" The guard at the door saw Xiao Yan walking directly towards the Mo family hall and immediately stepped forward to stop Xiao Yan.

"What? Can't I come in without an invitation?" Xiao Yan said impatiently.

"Sorry! There is no invitation. Just go back to where you came from!" The guard saw that Xiao Yan was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face, and did not look like a very powerful person, so he immediately said arrogantly.

"Tsk! Where did this young fool come from? He doesn't even have an invitation." The people who were invited to the Mo family's banquet said with disdain when they saw that Xiao Yan didn't have an invitation.

A smile appeared on Xiao Yan's lips. He stretched out his left hand towards the mocking man, then bent his fingers into a claw shape. An invisible and powerful suction force burst out from his palm and grabbed the man's neck fiercely.

"Hand over the invitation." Xiao Yan grabbed the man's neck and said in a cold tone.

The man's face suddenly became extremely ugly when Xiao Yan grabbed his neck. When had he ever suffered such a great humiliation, being strangled by a young man?

This was simply an insult to his identity. However, he was not someone to be trifled with, and he immediately fought back, using both hands to forcefully pry Xiao Yan's hands apart, trying to break them.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard that person tried, Xiao Yan's hand remained motionless.

"Dou Qi Armor!" The man struggled for a long time, and seeing that Xiao Yan had no reaction at all, he directly summoned out the Dou Qi Armor. It turned out that this man was a great Dou Master.

"Bang!" A sound of glass breaking was heard, and cracks instantly appeared on the fighting armor that the man had just summoned.

"Ah! How powerful is this guy! He actually crushed the armor condensed by the great fighting master with his own strength alone." Everyone around exclaimed when they saw this.

At this time, the guard from the Mo family had his clothes soaked with cold sweat and could not believe what he was seeing.

"I'll give it! I'll give it!" Faced with death, the man finally surrendered and handed an invitation to Xiao Yan.

"What a shameless person! What have you done before?" Xiao Yan took the invitation and threw the man out.

The man looked at Xiao Yan with horror, apologized repeatedly, and quickly fled from here. He was afraid that his life would be in danger if he stayed any longer.

"Can we go in now?" Xiao Yan smiled and handed the invitation in his hand to the guard.

"Yes...yes! Please come in! Please come in!" The guard wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said tremblingly.

"But there are three of us, do we need three invitations?" Xiao Yan looked at the guard, then looked around, as if looking for a target.

Everyone who was caught in Xiao Yan's gaze was trembling with fear. They lowered their heads and dared not look up, for fear that they would be noticed by Xiao Yan if they were not careful.

However, these people would always glance at the guard inadvertently from the corner of their eyes. If it weren't for this damn guard, would they have experienced such a scene? Like a grandson, they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"Just an invitation is enough!" The guard was frightened and almost cried. He regretted very much at this moment why he didn't let Xiao Yan in earlier.

"Let's go!" Xiao Yan smiled and called Shu Yue to go in together.

Shu Yue sighed helplessly and followed Xiao Yan in.

The spacious hall was bustling with people and was extremely lively, with cheerful voices coming from time to time. On the first seat of the high platform in the hall, an old man with gray hair and elegant clothes was smiling as he looked at the crowd below.

This old man is Mo Cheng, the pillar of Mohism. The current achievements of Mohism are closely related to him.

"Haha, thank you all for attending this old man's banquet. The main purpose of holding the banquet today is to discuss how to set up the Mo League. Yancheng is now a mess without any cohesion. Today you attack me, and tomorrow I attack you. No one is willing to submit to anyone, and it's all internal consumption. So I hope everyone can work together to build a strong Mo League." After saying that, he kept glancing at the people sitting below.

Those who came to the banquet naturally knew the purpose of Mo Cheng holding the banquet today. He said that he wanted to establish the Mo Alliance, but in fact he wanted to swallow them all up. It was enough to keep only the Mo family in Yancheng.

But knowing is knowing, who wants to hand over the power they have worked so hard to build to others! So except for those who had informed the Mo family in advance, or those who had already been Mo family's dogs, most of the people who came to the banquet chose to remain silent in the face of Mo Cheng's threatening gaze.

The originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet, so quiet that even the air seemed to be frozen.

"This turtle is cooked well! It tastes so delicious! But you say this turtle! Why can it live for a thousand years?" A young man's crisp voice was heard in the hall.

"What else could it be? Of course it's because the turtle likes to hide!" the girl next to the boy laughed.

"But why did this old turtle become a delicacy?" The young man's puzzled voice was heard again in the hall.

"That's because this turtle is too ostentatious, of course." The girl said disdainfully.

The conversation between the two instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the hall, and they all looked at the two people who were talking in the hall.

Someone recognized Xiao Yan and knew that Xiao Yan was the one who was causing trouble at the door just now.

Moreover, Xiao Yan's words were implying that Mo Cheng was an old bastard. Those who were dissatisfied with the Mo family immediately smiled and waited to see the show.

Seeing that someone dared to disturb his good thing, Mo Cheng's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He looked coldly at the two people who were still eating and drinking, and then asked the butler beside him: "Which force are these three people from? Why haven't I seen them before? Did you invite them?"

"The guard at the door just reported that a young man and two girls came in by force by snatching someone else's invitation. This young man is very powerful. A great fighter is like a chick in his hands." The butler replied in a low voice.

"What? How is this possible? How old is he? Only seventeen or eighteen years old! If a great Dou Shi is like a little chicken in his hands, doesn't that mean his strength has reached the Dou Ling level?" Mo Cheng said with eyes wide open, full of disbelief.

Mo Cheng felt that he had wasted the past few decades. He worked hard all his life to barely reach the Dou Ling level. What was the point of living?

"May I ask which force this young man belongs to in Yancheng?" Mo Cheng bowed to Xiao Yan and asked with a smile.

"Haha, we are from the Tianxia Association. We are here today mainly to recapture the Mo Alliance." Xiao Yan stood up and said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Mo Cheng's face instantly darkened. If he didn't know that Xiao Yan's strength was unfathomable, he would have wanted to slap Xiao Yan to death.

"You're joking, little brother!" Mo Cheng said, forcing a smile.

"Those who know me know that I never joke. Today you either surrender or die!" Xiao Yan said with a sneer. His aura suddenly surged. An invisible pressure enveloped the hall, making it hard for everyone in the hall to breathe.

(End of this chapter)