Do you know Lu Ping?
Hearing this question, Yan Ge's lips curled into a meaningful smile. But he quickly hid it and said in a normal tone, "I know the newcomer this year. Perhaps Boss Qin Qi knows more about him than I do? "
As he spoke, he brought the topic to Qin Qi, who had been silent all this while.
The two princes of the Qingfeng Empire looked over, and Qin Qi had no choice but to ignore them. She simply said four words, "Unknown origin."
It was not that their origins were unknown, but that they were unknown.
Lu Ping and his group had done so many things in the Xuan Army Empire, and were wanted by the entire empire. Naturally, they were investigated with great efforts. Siffin's background and Morin's identity were all revealed. But Lu Ping and Su Tang's past could only be traced back to Zhenfeng College, and nothing else.
It was hard to believe that someone's past could be so blank unless it was intentional. The Xuan Army Empire's attention on these two had risen to a new height. It was no longer just because they had caused trouble in the Gorge and Zhiling districts.
But now, Lu Ping, who had not been seen for a few months, actually had an earth-shattering increase in strength. Qin Qi's heart was in turmoil, and he was not as calm as he looked. After all, he had fought with Lu Ping before, and knew the depth of this young man. How did he break through to such a level in just nine months? Qin Qi was already an outstanding representative of the Xuan Army Empire, but he was terrified by such an increase.
Yan Ming and Yan Ge asked him about Lu Ping, but he did not want to say anything.
But Yan Ming did not care much about this.
"Background? It's not that important," he said.
"But the situation now, if the First Prince is interested in talents, you have to hurry up." Changfeng Empire's Zhu Clan Master joked.
The Xuan Army Empire was a wanted criminal, but Prince Qingfeng was interested in talents. There was a hidden meaning in the Zhu Clan's Patriarch's words, but Yan Ming didn't care. He smiled and said, "Elder Zhu, what is your opinion?"
The Zhu Clan's Patriarch shifted his gaze to the battlefield outside the Sevenstar Tower. After a while, he sighed and shook his head, "No."
Chang Feng, who was one of the forces of the three empires, naturally had a love for talent. However, the war between the four academies had already begun. Yan Ge's identity was special, so it was understandable that he was called away from the battlefield by Yan Ming. Lu Ping didn't know what to say. It was not a good time to recruit talents.
Yan Ming, who was looking out of the building, had a look of regret on his face. The North Style Academy seemed to be in a disadvantageous situation. As a member of the North Style Academy, it was hard to say if Lu Ping would be able to survive until the end.
Yan Ge, who was also looking out of the building, suddenly called out to Yan Ming.
"Imperial Brother."
"Hmm?" Yan Ming, who was watching the battle in a daze, responded casually.
"If Big Dipper is destroyed, can I go home?"
Yan Ming was stunned.
Go home …
It was an extremely ordinary word, but it deeply pierced Yan Ming's heart. At this moment, he couldn't even turn his head to look at Yan Ge's expression, nor could he imagine what Yan Ge was feeling.
Fourteen years.
It had already been fourteen years.
Although Yan Ge wasn't young when he left home, he had been alone in the North Style Academy for the past fourteen years. His so-called "home" could be said to have been completely cut off from him. If it wasn't for the fact that many people remembered him, who could tell that he was the second prince of the Qingfeng Empire?
There were many rumors about Yan Ge being sent to the North Style Academy. But Yan Ming, as a prince, as the successor of the Qingfeng Empire, how could he not know the real reason behind it?
Everything was just like the most widely spread rumor.
Yan Ge was too outstanding. Outstanding to the point that there was a rumor that the eldest son was abolished. Outstanding to the point that Yan Ming, as the eldest son of the emperor, was shaken.
Their father, who was also the emperor of the Qingfeng Empire, couldn't tolerate such a split in the imperial court. He couldn't tolerate such a fight for the throne disrupting his empire. Hence, the outstanding Yan Ge was sent to the North Style Academy and left the imperial court.
Go home?
To Yan Ge, it was an extravagant wish. Maybe after Yan Ming inherited the throne and stabilized his rule, he wouldn't exile Yan Ge anymore. But now, their father was still alive. Yan Ming was almost certain that the survival of the North Style Academy had nothing to do with whether Yan Ge could go home or not.
Hence, when he heard Yan Ge's question, Yan Ming felt very pained. He clearly knew the answer, but he didn't know how to answer.
Yan Ge had already found the answer from his expression. He smiled and said, "I understand."
Yan Ming heaved a sigh of relief. He was a little grateful and moved as he looked at Yan Ge, "Don't worry, with me here, one day … …"
"I understand." Yan Ge nodded his head lightly and let out a long sigh. He continued to look outside the Sevenstar Tower.
The battle continued. The North Style Academy, which lacked top-notch experts, was already defeated in many places. If it wasn't because the three academies were afraid of Lu Chenfeng, who didn't make a move and didn't leave either, the North Style Academy's defeat would have been even faster. But just at this moment, several figures appeared at the north of the Sevenstar Valley. They were all wearing the same scholarly attire. It was different from the attire of the three academies or the North Style Academy. But when the people of the North Style Academy saw this group of people, they all became spirited.
Dubhe Pavilion Warriors!
The guardians of the Dubhe Pavilion, an important place for the North Style Academy's library. They definitely possessed the top combat power of the academy. Their arrival was undoubtedly a boost to the morale of the North Style Academy. Even the dean of the Sevenstar Tower, Xu Mai, couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the Dubhe Pavilion Warriors. And very quickly, he sent a message to the master of the Dubhe Pavilion, who was also the commander of the Dubhe Pavilion Warriors, Li Liang.
"Where's Qingzhu?"
It wasn't an instruction, it was just a message of concern for his student. Although Xu Mai's perception was extraordinary, it was impossible for him to know everything. There would always be a limit that he couldn't perceive.
"Unknown." The master of the Dubhe Pavilion, Li Liang, only replied with two words, concise and comprehensive. Unknown usually meant that one's life or death was unknown. But the North Style Academy had the Star Fate Chart, life or death could be seen at a glance. Unknown meant that one's whereabouts was unknown. After Li Liang and the rest successfully activated the Dubhe Pavilion Warriors, they jumped off the cliff and landed safely at the bottom of the cliff. But they couldn't find Ruan Qingzhu.
The decisive battle with the three academies was about to start, they couldn't afford to waste too much time and manpower here. In the end, they left Pei Ci alone to continue searching, while the Dubhe Pavilion Warriors rushed to the Sevenstar Valley to participate in the battle.
"Merak position!"
Other than that sentence, he could only worry about his student. Xu Mai immediately gave an instruction to the Dubhe Pavilion Warriors that just arrived.
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