Hearing this, City Lord Yun Li was inwardly shocked. He originally thought that Jianchen didn't go to Mercenary City because there weren't many Great Saint Masters that came out alive. But now that he heard Jianchen's words, it seemed like he really did go to the Mercenary Gathering and even came out alive.
"What a lucky brat!" City Lord Yun Li thought to himself, but on the surface, he had a different expression. With a friendly smile, he said, "Hahaha, this is also proof of Brother Jianchen's strength. I presume that Brother Jianchen gained a lot from his trip to Mercenary City."
"I did gain a little, but it's really not worth mentioning." Jianchen politely said.
City Lord Yun Li's face was full of enthusiasm as he chatted with Jianchen. But his eyes were constantly sizing up Kyle and the others. With his intuition, he could clearly feel the changes in Kyle and the others. His heart was filled with shock as he thought to himself, "Peak Great Saint Master, this is the strength of a peak Great Saint Master. Impossible, the strongest among them is only an intermediate Great Saint Master. How come they all broke through as soon as Jianchen came back? And they even reached the peak of Great Saint Master, which is the same realm as me."
City Lord Yun Li didn't stay in the Kai Clan for long. After chatting with Jianchen for a while, he hurriedly left because he had important matters to attend to.
After City Lord Yun Li left, Breeze coldly snorted and said, "This Yun Li isn't a good person either. Even though he secretly helped the Heaven Defying Mercenary Group in the past, did he really think that we didn't know?"
"That's right. When the Alliance was disbanded, the one-armed man brought a few experts to Wake City. At that time, if it wasn't for City Lord Yun Li's secret help, the one-armed man definitely wouldn't have been able to reunite the Alliance so smoothly." Charles hatefully said. Everyone had a lot of opinions about City Lord Yun Li.
Hearing this, a cold light flashed through Jianchen's eyes, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he turned to Kyle and the others and said, "Let's go to the House of Dole."
The House of Duo 'er used to have some fame in Wake City. They were one of the few major powers in Wake City, but ever since the current head of the House of Duo' er, House of Duo 'er, passed away, House of Duo' er was taken over by his son. House of Duo 'er had left the Flame Mercenaries to survive on its own. Since then, House of Duo' er's influence in Wake City had greatly decreased. This was because House of Duo 'er only had one Great Saint Master.
Jianchen, Ming Dong, and the others rode their Class 3 Magic Beast mounts to the House of Dole under the lead of Kyle and the others. At this moment, the House of Dole was no longer as glorious as it used to be. The simple and old door was tightly shut, with fallen leaves fluttering in front of it. There weren't even any guards guarding the door.
Kehr personally stepped forward and knocked on the heavy and simple door. After waiting for a moment, the door slowly opened. The one who opened the door was an old man with a head full of white hair. The old man obviously knew Kehr. He quickly smiled and greeted him, "So it's Patriarch Kehr. Come in, come in." The old man quickly opened the door and welcomed Kehr inside.
Kyle said, "Immediately call Wai Ji out. Tell him that the leader of the Flame Mercenary Group has returned."
"The leader of the Flame Mercenary Group!" The old man was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously looked at the people riding their Magic Beast mounts outside the door. He quickly reacted and hurriedly said, "Alright, alright, alright. I'll go call the House Lord right away!" After speaking, the old man hurriedly walked inside.
Kyle and Breeze each pushed open a heavy door and said to Jianchen, "Leader, this way please!"
Jianchen and the others dismounted from their Magic Beast mounts and walked into the House of Dole's courtyard.
At this time, Wai Ji, who had received the news, hurriedly walked out with a woman and a child. Wai Ji was the current head of the House of Dole and was also Vaz's only son.
Wai Ji was no stranger to Jianchen and immediately bowed when he arrived in front of Jianchen, "Wai Ji greets the Leader!"
"Greetings, Leader!" The middle-aged woman beside Wai Ji also imitated Wai Ji and bowed to Jianchen. Her expression was respectful yet fearful. Only the child who looked to be only a few years old opened his large eyes and looked at Jianchen and the others with a face full of anger.
Jianchen looked at Wai Ji with a gentle gaze and smiled, "Wai Ji, this must be your wife and child!"
"Yes, Leader. They are my wife and child!" Wai Ji said to Jianchen with some apprehension. When his father had died, he had led the House of Dole away from the Flame Mercenary Group. Now that the leader of the Flame Mercenary Group had personally come to visit, he felt very nervous. He was afraid that Jianchen had come to condemn him.
Jianchen smiled amiably, "Wai Ji, there's no need for you to be nervous. I've only come to visit you today. No matter what, your House of Dole was once a member of our Flame Mercenary Group. Moreover, your father died for the Flame Mercenary Group. He was a hero of our Flame Mercenary Group and had rendered great service to us!"
Wai Ji let out a sigh of relief when he heard Jianchen's words. A sliver of sorrow appeared in his eyes when he thought of his dead father.
"Wai Ji, the development of the Flame Mercenary Group was indeed extremely difficult when I wasn't here, but now that I've returned, the development of the Flame Mercenary Group is unstoppable. I wonder if you're still willing to stay with the Flame Mercenary Group. I'll put all the hard work your father has done for the mercenary group on your head. I'll nurture you with all my strength," Jianchen continued.
Wai Ji hesitated when he heard that. He looked at his wife and child and shook his head, "Leader, Wai Ji is extremely grateful for your good intentions, but Wai Ji doesn't have any lofty ambitions. Right now, I just want to guard this little piece of land and live a stable life. I don't want to go back to the struggles of the past where I would struggle all day and lose my life at any time."
Jianchen sighed gently, "That's fine too. Since you like a stable life, I, Jianchen, won't force you. In the past, your father contributed a lot to the mercenary group and even sacrificed himself for the group. Since he's already passed away, I'll give you all the credit he left behind." Jianchen took out a Space Belt that he had prepared long ago from his Space Ring and passed it to Wai Ji. He said, "There's some money and monster cores in there. Just treat it as me giving it to you on behalf of your father. Take it. I hope it'll be of some help to you."
Wai Ji extended his trembling hand and slowly accepted the Space Belt from Jianchen. His eyes were filled with tears as gratitude filled his face. When he had learned that the leader of the Flame Mercenaries had personally come to visit, he had thought that the other party had come to interrogate him, causing him to worry for quite a while. However, he never would have thought that not only did the leader of the Flame Mercenaries not blame him for leaving the team, he even gave him money and a magic core.
"T- thank you, captain!" Wai Ji said gratefully.
Jianchen smiled and said, "Although your father has passed away, we should still take care of his descendants. If your Daer clan encounters any trouble in the future, just look for the Flame Mercenary Group. I'll be taking my leave now!" With that, Jianchen turned around and left. He mounted a Class 3 Magical Beast and left the Daer clan.
Jianchen rode the Class 3 Magical Beast towards the Kai clan at a steady pace. The snow-white White Tiger was still sleeping peacefully in Jianchen's embrace, digesting the effects of the heavenly resources.
Jianchen gently stroked the White Tiger's soft and warm white fur. With the influx of heavenly resources, the White Tiger's strength had increased extremely rapidly. It had already successfully reached Class 4.
Ming Dong's group and Kyle's group of four quietly followed behind. Although they had already noticed the White Tiger in Jianchen's embrace, they only thought that it was a cute magical beast that Jianchen had raised, so they didn't pay too much attention to it.
"Kyle, just who stole the infant Class 5 Magical Beast that you obtained?" Jianchen suddenly asked.
Kyle and the others hesitated for a moment before Qingfeng replied, "We've sent people to investigate in the past, but we didn't find any clues. On the night the infant was stolen, we sent people to stand guard at the city gates. As soon as someone took the infant out of the city, they would be discovered. However, we still didn't find anything even after ten days of waiting. The people in charge of searching the city also didn't have any news. At that time, we guessed that the infant Class 5 Magical Beast had most likely been taken out of the city. We didn't know where it had gone, so we gave up on searching."
"The infant of the Golden Tiger King has an unforgettable story with our Flame Mercenary Group." Jianchen sighed emotionally. His eyes were filled with reminiscence, as if he was recalling the scene from back then.
Kyle and the others looked at Jianchen in confusion. They asked in confusion, "Captain, just what does this infant have to do with our Flame Mercenary Group?"
"Enmity!" Jianchen indifferently replied before closing his eyes.
The four of them were filled with doubt. Although they had joined the Flame Mercenary Group for quite some time now, they were completely unaware of the past of the Flame Mercenary Group.
"Captain, just what kind of enmity does our mercenary group have with this infant?" Qingfeng asked curiously, but he didn't receive a response from Jianchen.
Seeing this, the four of them thought that Jianchen wasn't willing to tell them the details, so they obediently shut their mouths and stopped asking.
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