There were many maple trees and willow trees in the inner courtyard of the Zhu Clan. Buildings that resembled palaces were scattered across the island in picturesque disorder.
Behind them, they could see the bustling, dreamy Dripping Lake City. In front of them, it seemed like they had stepped into an otherworldly garden. The wide roads were filled with orchids that bloomed all year round. The branches, willow branches, grass, and flowerbeds were all well-maintained.
The outer courtyard still had the thick aura of a mansion in the city, but the inner courtyard was a completely different world. It was as if the spiritual aura of the entire Droplet Lake had gathered, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a spiritual mountain garden.
This was the true heritage of the Zhu Clan. Outside the courtyard, they had no idea what it was like inside. Perhaps even the imperial palace was not half as peaceful and elegant as this place.
"The stone arch bridge we just passed is the boundary between the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard. Sigh, my uncle and aunty have endured too much humiliation. They probably didn't want to tell my father about this in detail. In the end, they just swallowed their anger, "Zhu Minglang let out a long sigh.
"Do you think I don't know about this?" At this moment, a man fishing by the willow lake spoke up.
Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Fang Niannian all looked over at the same time. They really did not notice someone sitting there at first.
"Your wife and daughter are already so old, and you only just brought them home. If it wasn't for your grandfather telling me about it, our inner court would have arranged a funeral for you next month," the fisherman continued.
Fang Niannian and Nan Lingsha looked at each other.
Uncle, don't pretend to be an expert and just sit there without turning around. Please look carefully before you speak.
Who is his wife? Who is his daughter?!
"Father, long time no see. You still haven't recovered from your eye disease." Zhu Minglang brought the two girls over to the fisherman.
The fisherman looked at Nan Lingsha and Fang Niannian for a while before looking back at Zhu Minglang. He smiled awkwardly. "Your mother never allowed me to marry a wife. You're living a comfortable life. You've cast aside your enviable cultivation and the complicated clan behind you. You're living a carefree life …"
"Uncle, don't live in your own world. We're not!" Fang Niannian said angrily.
"They're members of my dragon husbandry team. This is Nan Lingsha, a Divine Mortal from the Bangnan Clan of the Ancestral Dragon City in the Li Chuan Continent. The one who called you uncle is my dragon food manager. We're partners, not partners, "Zhu Minglang explained seriously...
"What did you say you were?" The fisherman slowly stood up and stared at Zhu Minglang with a serious look in his eyes.
"I'm," Zhu Minglang's eyes, Zhu Minglang's, "Zhu Minglang.
"Dragon husbandry, dragon husbandry!" When the angler heard this, he seemed to be a little flustered and exasperated. He almost threw away the fishing rod in his hand and said bitterly, "Does Zhu Men's casting not have any place in your eyes at all? You said you wanted to practice swordsmanship, so you went to the Distant Mountain Sword Sect with your Aunt Snow Scar. Now that the Swordsman is gone, I'm actually very happy. I can finally let you learn the skills of the Zhu Clan with peace of mind. Look at you, look at you, you're now a dragon husbandry. What's so embarrassing about your forging skills? "
Fang Niannian and Nan Lingsha's jaws dropped.
There seemed to be something wrong with Zhu Minglang's father.
As the leader of the Zhu Clan, shouldn't he be serious and strict with his son? Why did he look a little … a little like a humble and loving father?
"Father, I've been practicing. I've forged a suit of armor for my dragon. I'll show it to you later," Zhu Minglang said.
"So you picked up the ancestral craft because of your dragon?"
"I can't help it if that's what you think," Zhu Minglang said helplessly.
"Fine, I'll do it for the dragon," the fisherman sat back down.
He waved his hand at the lake, as if there was someone on the surface.
In the tranquil lake, there was a figure that was as graceful as a wild goose flying across the water. A heroic woman wearing a black brocade robe landed by the lakeside. Her entire person was like a piece of ice that had just emerged from the water …
The woman in the black brocade dress did not say a word. She remained in a half-kneeling position. There were no other emotions on her face.
"I was going to ask Qin Yang to chop off the little asshole's arms and legs. I was going to keep him alive so that your uncle and aunt could change their identities, but since you've already said what you did in the mourning hall, there's no need for me to do it," Zhu Tianguan said.
"So father already has a plan. I thought father's bones had softened after not seeing him for a few years," Zhu Minglang forced a smile.
If he could get justice for Zhu Tong, he would not let Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin down.
"There are some things that are better handled by you rather than me doing it in secret," Zhu Tianguan said.
It was normal for factions to have conflicts and grudges against each other in secret. However, there were also some unwritten rules.
If Zhu Tianguan killed Hao Shaocong, there was no guarantee that some of Zi Zonglin's more senior members would harm the younger members of the Zhu Sect.
"Are they targeting you for this?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Half of it is because they want to provoke me. They threw out Hao Shaocong and Hao Yong to make me attack them. This way, I'll be the one breaking the rules first. Zi Zonglin will be able to oppress and bully the younger members of the Zhu Sect without restraint in the future," Zhu Tianguan said.
"Do you know what's at stake, or do you want Qin Yang to do it?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"They have their own schemes, and I'm venting my anger. If something similar happens in the future, I'll do the same," Zhu Tianguan snorted.
Don't talk about schemes with Zhu Tianguan. He was a vengeful person!
Of course, Zhu Minglang was back …
Originally, it was a self-inflicted wound, but now, there was no need to do so.
No matter what schemes the other party used, they just needed to return an eye for an eye.
If Zhu Minglang killed Hao Shaocong during the competition, the Zhu Sect would pay for Hao Shaocong's funeral.
They believed that Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin would happily spend this money. They might even hire a professional coffin-carrying team to make their Hao Clan's funeral proper!
"Father, I heard from Grandfather that the Zhu Sect has undergone a great change recently. Did something big happen? Our Zhu Sect is one of the six great clans. Even if we're at the bottom, why are we in such dire straits? "Zhu Minglang said.
"What dire straits? Young Master, do you still have the Zhu Sect in your heart?" Qin Yang asked.
"Aren't we in dire straits?" Zhu Minglang was confused.
"Do you have so little confidence in your father's ability to control the clan?" Zhu Tianguan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Right now, the Zhu Sect and the Pu Clan are the two leaders of the six great clans. The other four clans have been suppressed by us, not to mention small clans like Hao Yong and Hao Shaocong. Without Zi Zonglin, no one would dare to say anything even if we annihilated them. It's also because our clan has developed too quickly these years that the royal family, Zi Zonglin, and the other clans and factions are jealous. That's why there are so many problems, "Qin Yang said.
Zhu Minglang's mouth was wide open. He couldn't close it for a long time.
The so-called dire straits …
They had suddenly risen from the bottom of the six great clans to the top of the six great clans???
Grandfather Sword Venerable, can you not be so vague with your words?
Along the way, Zhu Minglang had been very nervous. He was afraid that the people in his clan would fall into dire straits and be bullied.
Especially when he saw the white funeral lanterns when he returned!
"So, you don't have to be too cautious when doing things in the future … But you should avoid things like cutting off the hands and feet of the royal family's descendants. If you want to do something, don't leave any evidence for others to use against you. You have to do it flawlessly, understand? "Zhu Tianguan said earnestly.
Fang Niannian and Nan Lingsha felt strange when they heard this.
What kind of father would teach his son to do things like this? Shouldn't he be telling his son to do things steadily and not be rash?
"Right, there's something I need you to quickly take care of for me, Father …" Zhu Minglang said.
"Which family did you make pregnant?" Zhu Tianguan asked.
"Please don't be disrespectful because you're old. I'm talking about an important matter. Does Father know about the land of Li Chuan?" Zhu Minglang said.
"Of course I do. That land isn't as simple as it seems. In a few days, I'm afraid that many factions will get involved," Zhu Tianguan said.
"What does Father know?" Zhu Minglang was a little surprised.
Logically speaking, the Zhu Clan wouldn't be interested in such a distant piece of land. Why did it sound like there were already many important figures eyeing the land of Li Chuan?
"I've only heard bits and pieces. The land of Li Chuan is actually even older than the Polar Court Continent. There are many undiscovered ancient ruins buried there. There's even an ancient dragon gate …" Zhu Tianguan said.
"Is that so?" Zhu Minglang was very confused. He turned to look at Nan Lingsha.
Nan Lingsha didn't answer.
He didn't know if it was because she had never heard of this, or if she really had secrets that she hadn't told him.
"So, if you want to compete, you might not only face some juniors from your clan." Zhu Tianguan also knew what Zhu Minglang was thinking.
"Do you have any good ideas, Father?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"What ideas can I have? In any case, our Zhu Clan is full of jealous people right now. The slightest movement can lead to a bunch of trouble. It might be a little difficult for us to protect the entire land of Li Chuan. If that rumor is true, those old freaks definitely won't let our Zhu Clan monopolize it … But protecting the four cities you mentioned shouldn't be a problem. If it really doesn't work out, we can pull your grandfather in and tell him that there's an ancient sword mound in the land of Li Chuan. With the Distant Mountain Sword Sect there, this matter will be settled, "Zhu Tianguan said.
Zhu Minglang nodded. In truth, he had this idea a long time ago. Otherwise, he wouldn't have specially gone to the Distant Mountain Sword Sect.
"With Father's words, I'm relieved. Sigh, I thought that the clan would be in big trouble and that we wouldn't be able to protect ourselves. I originally wanted to come back and revive the clan, but it seems like I worried too much, "Zhu Minglang said.
"Heh, your father already knew that a little thing like you was unreliable, so I could only plan further ahead than you. Our Zhu Clan doesn't have many Dragon Shepherds, so we can't give you much support. Why don't I go to the imperial clan and arrange a marriage for you and make you the prince consort or something? With the imperial clan's resources, you can definitely easily reach the top! "Zhu Tianguan's eyes lit up. Even he felt that this was a good idea.
Living off a woman again???
Zhu Minglang wouldn't let that happen!
Eh, why did he say 'again' again?
On the side, Fang Niannian was already laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.
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