“Hao Que.”
Bai Li Cheng Feng and Wen Hu Jiu looked at the sword in Xiao Ruofeng’s hand. As swordsmen, they couldn’t help but exclaim, “It’s ranked eighth among the famous swords in the world, according to the sword manual. It's also known as the Sword of Righteousness.”
“I didn't expect it to be in your hands.”
“Hao Que is only the eighth sword in the manual. It’s not that powerful. Recently, I heard that an extraordinary sword has appeared in the martial world. Maybe it will be ranked in the top three of the sword manual in the future?”
Xiao Ruofeng sheathed the sword, his eyes fixed on Bai Li Cheng Feng.
Bai Li Cheng Feng’s expression didn’t change: “We don’t know much about the affairs of the martial world.”
Li Ba Chen, realizing his own limitations, immediately put away his spear and bowed, “You are far above me.”
“It’s not that I’m far above you. We are simply incomparable.”
Bai Li Cheng Feng sighed, “Retreat. Let Chen Yue come in.”
The next person who entered had a certain air of a young master. He was dressed in a long robe, had a handsome face, and carried a red tassel spear in his hand.
“Lei Shixiong.”
Facing Chen Yue, Xiao Ruofeng stepped back, while Lei Meng Sha stepped forward.
An advance and a retreat.
Chen Yue raised his spear, which was casually caught by Lei Meng Sha’s hand. With a twist, he broke off the spearhead and threw it to the ground, saying, “No good.”
“They’ve failed.”
Xiao Ruofeng sighed.
“Why waste more time?”
Mo Xiao Hei, who had been silent all along, whispered, “You are clearly well-intentioned, unwilling to cause more conflict between the court and the old Marquis, so you agreed with the teacher…”
“Stop it.”
Xiao Ruofeng interrupted Mo Xiao Hei.
“Sorry, it seems the few people we selected don’t meet the academy’s requirements.”
Bai Li Cheng Feng’s eyes flickered as he bowed his head.
“Your Highness is wrong…”
As soon as Xiao Ruofeng began to speak, Bai Li Cheng Feng’s expression turned serious. “Wrong again?”
“Cough, cough.”
Xiao Ruofeng coughed twice, then said repeatedly, “Your Highness, the two people you chose are indeed warriors who can fight on the battlefield, but they are not the kind of talent we need.”
“What kind of talent is the academy looking for?” Bai Li Cheng Feng’s brows furrowed.
“Talents who can govern the world!”
Xiao Ruofeng said solemnly, “We will be staying in Qian Dong City for a month. Please help us find them, Your Highness.”
“A month?”
Bai Li Cheng Feng was startled.
“Yes, if Your Highness finds it inconvenient, we can stay at an inn.”
Xiao Ruofeng’s tone was calm, but his words held an undeniable air of authority.
“Of course, of course. Someone, take these young masters to the guest rooms.”
Bai Li Cheng Feng said quickly.
“I’m not from the academy…”
As the housekeeper walked into the main hall, Ye Feng put down his tea and refused, “I’m not going to stay at the Marquis’s manor.”
“It’s alright.”
Bai Li Cheng Feng smiled, “Even if you’re not a representative of the academy, a genius like Young Master Ye is always welcome in my Marquis’s manor, regardless.”
“I appreciate your kindness, Marquis.”
Ye Feng still refused, “But, after all, we are here to recruit people. What if you, on a whim, decide… you know…?”
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【Ding! From…】
“Cough, cough, cough!”
“What nonsense are you talking about?”
Before Ye Feng finished, Wen Hu Jiu coughed heavily. Ignoring the expressions of Bai Li Cheng Feng and Xiao Ruofeng, he pulled Ye Feng and rushed out, “Come on, come on. I’ll take you to the inn to rest!”
Watching their departing figures, Xiao Ruofeng pondered for a moment, then followed the housekeeper to the guest rooms.
On the way, Lei Meng Sha turned his head and said, “Old Seven, why did you tell the Marquis directly about our purpose?”
“I think the Marquis is very kind. He doesn’t seem like the rumors say, right, old housekeeper? He wouldn’t just poison us all on a whim, would he?”
“Hiss?!”
“No, but Ye Feng is the kind of guy who isn’t afraid even of Wu Shuang Cheng, the top martial city in the world. Now he’s running away. Maybe…”
“Lei Er, why do you always talk so much?”
Luo Xuan shook his head helplessly, then said, “Perhaps, Young Master Ye did it on purpose…”
Upon hearing this.
Lei Meng Sha suddenly thought about it and looked up in admiration, “You mean that Young Brother Ye intentionally led Wen Hu Jiu away…”
Of course they wouldn’t dare to kill them with swords…
After all, they were all people of high standing, especially Xiao Ruofeng, the esteemed King of Lang Ya. If he were assassinated in the Marquis’s manor, even if Bai Li Lo Chen, the Northern Li’s killing god, were to protect the Bai Li family, it wouldn’t be enough…
But if they died from a disease, that would be different.
The only one who could do such a thing was Wen Hu Jiu. Therefore…
The more Lei Meng Sha thought about it, the more he felt it was true. He couldn’t help but be moved, “Brother Ye has such noble intentions! I, Lei Meng Sha, have decided to be his brother!”
“Lei Er…”
Seeing Lei Meng Sha rambling incessantly, Mo Xiao Hei pointed to his head, “Is there something wrong with your head?”
“This place.”
As they were walking, Xiao Ruofeng suddenly turned to look at the other side of the corridor, “I seem to sense a different kind of sword energy.”
“You can’t enter the Marquis’s manor’s backyard.”
The old housekeeper rushed forward, trying to stop Xiao Ruofeng. However, the latter was at the peak of the Self-Liberated Realm, possessing the freedom of movement of a true master. How could an old housekeeper possibly stop him?
He leaped into the air and quickly stopped.
Four people, four swords, had landed in front of him.
“There are so many talented people in the Marquis’s manor. It seems the Marquis has kept some of them hidden. I’d love to try my hand against these people’s swordsmanship…”
Xiao Ruofeng narrowed his eyes, bent over slightly, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword.
‘Whoosh’!
A sword energy swept out from the backyard, cleaving the straw man target in half. The force of the strike even shattered the backyard gate, sending wood chips flying.
“Hahaha, I’ve mastered the sword drawing technique!”
Bai Li Dong Jun, drunk, tilted his head and drank. He put away his Unsullied Dust, looked up and said, “Brother Lei, why are you here?”
“Little Bai Li…”
Lei Meng Sha pursed his lips, tapped Liu Hai Dao on the shoulder and said, “Actually, I didn’t really want to come either.”
“Finally, we meet.”
Xiao Ruofeng also sheathed his sword, and smiled at Bai Li Dong Jun, “Let me introduce myself. My surname is Xiao, my name is Xiao Ruofeng.”
“I am Bai Li Dong Jun.”
Bai Li Dong Jun burped, greeted him, and then looked around, “Brother Lei, where is Young Brother Ye? He didn’t come with you? I wanted to invite him for a drink…”
Before he finished, Bai Li Dong Jun passed out from drunkenness.
The four sword servants quickly stepped forward to support the drunk Bai Li Dong Jun…
Bai Li Cheng Feng, who rushed over upon hearing the news, was stunned for a moment, then sighed.
“After all, I couldn’t stop him!”
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