"Pa!"
Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Lin Ming's face was slapped. Han Xin had slapped Lin Ming's face hard and shouted, "Bastard, get out of here."
"Hold it."
Du Shaofu shouted, his gaze landing calmly on Lin Ming. "I had thought that someone wanted to hit me, but it turns out that someone wants to rebel."
"No, I'm not trying to rebel."
Lin Ming clutched his burning face, his face full of shock. He had thought that it was some rich second generation hedonistic son of a wealthy merchant from Lanling Prefecture City who had hit his son, and that he could use this opportunity to extort some money.
But Lin Ming had not expected that this time, his son would offend someone he could not afford to offend.
Du Shaofu looked at Lin Ming and said, "Since you're not trying to rebel, then you're trying to hit me?"
"Young Master, I didn't mean that."
How could Lin Ming dare to admit it now? His entire body was trembling in fear. This purple-robed youth before him had even beaten up the Young City Lord, how could he afford to offend him?
"You're not here to hit me, nor are you here to rebel. Don't tell me you've brought your army here for a stroll?"
Du Shaofu suddenly shouted, then turned to Zhang Lin behind him and said, "Commander Zhang, take this guy back and interrogate him properly. See who's trying to rebel?"
"Yes!"
Zhang Lin understood, and with the others behind him, he stepped forward and took Lin Ming into custody.
"Young City Lord, save me, Young City Lord, save me." Lin Ming pleaded loudly to Han Xin for help. At this moment, it was too late for regrets.
"Idiot." Han Xin was so angry that his teeth were itching. How could he still be willing to pay attention to this Lin Ming? This idiot had already dragged his father into this mess. If the Prefecture Lord wanted to, even his father would not be able to escape. He needed to go back and inform his father as soon as possible.
"Let's go."
Du Shaofu ignored the others and turned to leave. The thousands of city guards did not dare to move. Even their commander had been taken into custody, what else could they do?
"Father, father …"
Young Master Lin, who was lying on the stretcher, stared blankly at his father who was being held captive. He had yet to recover from his shock.
Lin Ming glared at his son, his eyes blazing with anger. If not for the fact that Lin Ming was his son, he would have chopped him into pieces.
"Huang San, what did this guy say he was going to do to me?"
Du Shaofu walked past Young Master Lin and suddenly stopped. He took a few steps back, looked at Young Master Lin on the stretcher and said to Huang San.
Huang San said seriously, "Young Master Shaofu, this guy just said that he would make you beg for death."
"I'll leave it to you." Du Shaofu's voice fell, and then he left.
"Ah …"
Instantly, a miserable shriek came out of Young Master Lin's mouth …
Outside of Lanling Prefecture's grand entrance, Du Shaofu, Commander Zhang, Huang San, and the rest rode back on their Black Scaled Demonic Horses.
"Stop!"
Just as Du Shaofu was about to enter the Prefecture, a shout was suddenly heard. Then, a thin youth appeared in front of Du Shaofu and the rest. It was Ouyang Shuang, who had left early.
"Young Miss." Commander Zhang, Huang San, and the rest immediately bowed.
"What's the matter?" Du Shaofu looked at Ouyang Shuang, who was dressed as a man, and felt a little relieved. At least his first kiss wasn't given to a man.
Ouyang Shuang stared at Du Shaofu, Zhang Lin, and the rest, and said, "Tonight's matter, none of you are allowed to go back and tell my parents. Otherwise, I won't let you off."
The moment she finished speaking, Ou Yangshuang turned around and walked into the Lanling Manor. … … …
In Lanling Prefecture, the servant girls had already prepared a room for Du Shaofu. Du Shaofu originally wanted to stay at Murong Youruo's place, but he couldn't resist Aunt Shan's persuasion. In the end, he could only agree to Aunt Shan's request to stay at Lanling Prefecture.
In the room, Du Shaofu sat cross-legged, holding his bleeding nose and slightly raising his head. Fortunately, there wasn't much blood.
"I need to break through as soon as possible. My current cultivation is still too weak."
Du Shaofu murmured softly. He thought of his mother and his younger sister whom he had yet to see, as well as the huge power that had forcefully torn his family apart. Only by becoming a true expert would he be able to break through all obstacles one day. Without strength, everything was just empty talk. In this world, it had always been strength that spoke.
Du Shaofu knew that everything that happened today was because of Lanling Prefecture's existence.
If it wasn't for Lanling Prefecture behind him, he probably wouldn't be able to walk out of his hometown today. Everything that happened today was definitely not his own strength. He was just borrowing power.
"Only my own strength is truly mine. I will work hard to break through. After meeting the City Lord, I will head to the academy as soon as possible. I hope that the City Lord can come out of seclusion as soon as possible."
Du Shaofu's determined face flickered with a faint golden light. He then sat cross-legged on the bed and formed a cultivation seal. A moment later, his body was enveloped in a faint golden light.
The curtain of night covered the sky. The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight cascaded down.
In the study, a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged. His body was enveloped in a runic halo. Profound Qi surged, and his aura was sharp and vigorous.
"Creak … …"
The door of the study was pushed open. A black-clothed middle-aged man walked in and stood quietly to the side.
"Chi Chi!"
The middle-aged man withdrew his hand seal. The runic halo around him gradually disappeared, revealing a handsome face. His thick eyebrows were slightly raised in a rebellious manner. He was handsome and heroic. His dew-like clear eyes flickered with a bright light. It was the Lanling Prefecture's Mansion Master, Ouyang Ling.
"Mansion Master, he has returned."
The black-clothed middle-aged man looked at Ouyang Ling and added, "He's not bad."
"You've never praised anyone."
Ouyang Ling looked at the black-clothed middle-aged man and said, "I know he's not bad because he's my brother's son. I just want to know how good he is."
The black-clothed middle-aged man's eyes flickered. He then said to Ouyang Ling, "Tonight, he broke into the hometown and beat up Han Xin and Meng Laicai. One of the city guards' commanders brought a thousand men to the hometown because his son was beaten up. But now, they have been brought back by him. He and Zhang Lin are singing the same tune, saying that the city guards and Han Qiang want to rebel."
Ouyang Ling listened. His eyes flashed with a smile. Finally, he smiled and asked, "Did he come back in one piece tonight?"
"No …" The black-clothed middle-aged man shook his head.
"No." The black-clothed middle-aged man shook his head and said, "He fought with Eldest Miss. Eldest Miss is in the hometown. It seems to be because of that Murong Youruo. But Eldest Miss didn't gain any advantage. He's only at the peak of the Xiantian Realm."
"Peak of the Xiantian Realm."
Ouyang Ling's eyes shook. Then, a bitter smile appeared on his face, "That girl is at the peak of the Pulsation Realm. He's only at the peak of the Xiantian Realm. As expected of that fellow's son."
"Mansion Master, do we need to do anything?"
The black-clothed middle-aged man looked at Ouyang Ling and said, "All these years, Han Qiang has relied on his connections in the Imperial Capital to refuse to accept you. I think our chance has come."
Ouyang Ling stood with his hands behind his back. He walked a few rounds in the study and said, "Although Han Qiang is a little arrogant, he's a smart person. Otherwise, I wouldn't have kept him alive."
"Mansion Master, you've always wanted to take him for your own use. Otherwise, Han Qiang wouldn't be able to affect you at all." The black-clothed middle-aged man said.
Ouyang Ling smiled and said to the black-clothed middle-aged man, "Since this matter was caused by a junior, we don't have to interfere. I believe Han Qiang won't interfere either. If he interferes, it proves that he's not Han Qiang."
"Mansion Master, is this appropriate? After all, he's just arrived at the Lanling Prefecture. He doesn't know anything." The black-clothed middle-aged man was worried.
"He doesn't know anything, but he defeated four of the Lanling Four Young Masters in one day. Isn't that enough? Although Han Xin is young, he's not bad. He's even better than his father, Han Qiang. So, I really want to know who's stronger between him and Han Xin." Ouyang Ling said softly. His eyes were filled with anticipation and curiosity. Faintly, there was also some desire.
"Han Xin is indeed not bad. He's able to endure today." The black-clothed middle-aged man's eyes flickered and asked, "What if he defeats Han Xin?"
"If he defeats Han Xin, I'll have to show myself and drive him away."
Ouyang Ling murmured, "If he defeats Han Xin, what else can I train him? That brother of mine is simply asking his son to make things difficult for me."
"Is that brat really that strong? What's his background?" In a quiet small hall, a rather well-built man said with a slight frown.
"I don't know his background. That brat isn't that strong. He just doesn't play according to common sense and catches people off guard."
In the small hall, Han Xin's nose was bandaged. After he finished speaking to the well-built man, he added, "That brat is also very shameless and black-hearted."
"Don't find excuses for your loss."
The well-built man looked at Han Xin and said, "A loss is a loss. You can't handle your opponent. That's your loss."
"I haven't lost yet." Han Xin said.
Looking at Han Xin, the well-built man said, "Alright, then I'll leave Lin Ming's matter to you. You've never met a worthy opponent in all these years. Meng Laicai is very good, but he's never willing to fight you head-on. It's time for you to find an opponent."
"I won't lose for sure." Han Xin said. There were blazing fluctuations in his eyes.
The next day, when the Lanling Prefecture City had just woken up from the bright morning, a few broken stars were hanging in the sky. Gradually, the city became lively and noisy.
"Huff!"
Du Shaofu withdrew his hand seals and stopped cultivating. The golden light around his body retracted into his body. He spat out a mouthful of turbid Qi from his mouth. Immediately, a rich aura rippled out from his body.
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