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Everyone\'s heart was extremely heavy, and they didn\'t even know how to walk out of the city Lord\'s mansion.

"Patriarchs, how is the city Lord?" The other people who were waiting at the door anxiously asked.

"AI!" No one spoke. The few clan leaders all sighed and walked back with worried faces.

Looking at their expressions, he could guess what had happened."The Lord of the city was actually injured. Could it be that this time, the Lord of Jingan city was really going to change?

The oppressive and gloomy mood quietly spread and spread in the city. Not long after, the entire city was shrouded in dark clouds, so heavy that it was hard for people to breathe.

Inside the city Lord\'s mansion, it was a different scene.

"How was it? did I act well?" Liang yunru asked smugly.

"Not bad, even those old guys believed it." Liang jinhuai chuckled."Yes, you\'re indeed the mother of an outstanding person like me." This guy still didn\'t forget to be narcissistic at this time.

"Your acting is too exaggerated. You have to be more steady next time." Ling Chuxi said.

"Ah, is it too exaggerated?" Liang yunru was somewhat at a loss.

"That\'s right, that blood of yours spurted out too far and too much. In that scenario, you should have just shed some blood from the corner of your mouth. " Ling Chuxi taught him seriously.

"Oh, yes, yes, a little." Liang yunru, on the other hand, had an even more serious expression as she memorized it.

Liang yunhuai thought for a moment. What Ling Chuxi said seemed to make sense, so she nodded her head.

Liang yunru\'s trusted guard, who was standing at the side of the hall, raised his head and looked at the ceiling. His heart was filled with complicated emotions. Was it really good for their city Lord to learn these things so seriously?

While the discussion was going on, the inn that Zhuo weiran was staying at was also very heated.

"Hahahaha, you\'re obviously not fully recovered yet, but you still dare to forcefully attack. Act! Let\'s see how long you can act, hahahaha!" Zhuo weiran laughed arrogantly. In his heart, he felt that the matter had already been settled.

The city of Jing \'an was covered in dark clouds.

Even though none of the family patriarchs dared to say anything about the city Lord\'s injuries, their silence and dejection had indirectly confirmed the previous rumors.

Three days passed by quickly. Today was the day of the battle between Liang yunru and Zhuo weiran.

The dark clouds that covered the sky had dissipated a lot. The carriage drove out of the city Lord\'s mansion and headed towards the martial arts arena in the center of Jing \'an city.

Ling Chuxi and Liang yunhuai walked alongside the carriage. Logically speaking, Liang yunhuai should have taken a carriage as well, but she had been holding herself back for the past few days and couldn\'t wait to come out for some fresh air.

Liang yunhuai was excited and full of anticipation as he imagined his mother\'s display of her might and her slap that would send Zhuo weiran flying. The old man would be shocked and dumbfounded. He kept shaking his head and looking around, his face full of high spirits.

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile. Don\'t forget that your mother is injured. You\'re so cocky. Do you look like a filial son who is worried about his mother\'s injury?" Ling Chuxi reminded. This guy was really too impatient.

"Oh, oh, right, right. Mother, you have to be careful later. You\'re injured right now ..." After she finished speaking, Liang yunhuai\'s face was filled with dark clouds as she mumbled in grief.