
Clan Patriarch Liu smiled wryly at Liu Ruxu's words. He became worried, what kind of daughter-in-law Liu Ruxu would choose later on.
“Don't be too taken heart, our Ruxu Maser will definitely choose the young master of one of the Three Great Clans later!” Mother Liu Ruxu consoled Clan Patriarch Liu who looked worried Liu Ruxu instead chose the Man from the small Clan later—so as to bring no benefit to his Liu Clan.
Liu Ruxu threw himself on the guest room bed because he had damaged his room due to being too happy— broke into the Spirit realm and thought that the younger generation of his age, with him, he was the first to reach the Spirit Realm. However, no one would have expected a weak Youth like Zhao Jian to suddenly show his fangs and raise his cultivation base drastically in just a few months.
“Think the back of the Youth who saved me at Kun Lun Mountain was similar to Zhao Jian. Did he save me?” Liu Ruxu. “Ah, that was impossible because he was still in Prison at the time of the incident and there was no way he had escaped from the dungeon which had very strict guard, but who was that young man?”
“Eh, why am I thinking about it? Am I in love with her?”
Liu Ruxu's face flushed red and buried his face into his soft pillow, for some reason he had always thought of the mysterious young man and hoped to meet him again. Even he thought of running away with her to avoid her political marriage.
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“We have reached Lingxi City, Judge Jian!” yan Mo exclaimed at Zhao Jian's sudden daydream as he went on a mission with Liu Ruxu and he accidentally saw the prettiest girl in the Zhao Royal Academy bathing in the well small-time.
Zhao Jian was surprised and was about to run away, but out of curiosity at Liu Ruxu's appearance without wearing a single thread covering his body, Zhao Jian decided to peek at him. However, it was because of this that the Book of Justice had him flogged to unconsciousness for several days.
“Why do I remember that shameful thing?” zhao Jian muttered his head towards Yan Mo.
“Ha-judge Jian... You nosebleed!” Yan Mo panicked and took out a rose-patterned handkerchief. “Aduh, why did I even take this one out?” he murmured because the handkerchief was the gift of his fiancee and he treated it like a treasure, even he had never used it.
Zhao Jian immediately wiped the blood coming out of his nose with a handkerchief belonging to Yan Mo. “Hmm, it looks like this is a new handkerchief, sorry young master Mo... I will buy you a new one later!”
“Ah, it did not need Judge Jian,” said Yan Mo smiled wryly and was about to receive the handkerchief again, but Zhao Jian instead threw it to the side of the road—so Yan Mo widened his eyes.
How could Zhao Jian treat his national treasure like a disposable item.
“Sorry Judge Jian, my stomach is in heartburn and my subordinates will take your entourage to our Yan Clan Residence!” Yan Mo gave up, even though he was about to take back the handkerchief given by his fiancee.
“Oh, it turns out so.. we do not need to be escorted anymore, because our arrival here is not official. It is better that they arrange the shelter of the refugees alone,” said Zhao Jian and Yan Mo immediately agreed for fear that someone took the handkerchief.
Zhao Jian's entourage then parted ways with the group of refugees escorted by Yan Clan martial arts experts, while Yan Mo returned to the back looking for a handkerchief given by his fiancee. However, the handkerchief was instead taken by a monkey who happened to cross the road.
Yan Mo was furious and chased after the Ape, but the Ape moved with his herd of hundreds, so even a fierce fight was inevitable.
“Is there a fool who fights with a herd of wild Apes in the forest near the entrance gate of the City?” Yan Yuan, Yan Mo's subordinate sneered when he heard the sound of the Apes' cries and explosions from the forest.
“Maybe the boys who are in physical training and want to feel the real dead life gamble. Little brat these days, their guts are too crazy and not afraid to die!” Yan Kai sneered.
Zhao Jian's entourage chose to stay at the largest Inn in Lingxi City, because the cheap inns had been filled by Refugees from the Yan Clan's Villages.
However, when they entered the Residence, they were surprised to see many military officials who were eating in the basement of the Inn which simultaneously doubles as the luxurious Restaurant.
“It was General Zhao Yi!” whispered Zhao Que. “Why is the First Prince here, huh? Has the Youth who practice the forbidden technique messed up our entire Gui Dao tail region?” Zhao Que speculated.
“Maybe,” said Zhao Jian. “Better we do not deal with the First Prince. Quickly book some rooms for our Aunt Que!”
Zhao Jian instantly averted his gaze as the eyes of General Zhao Yi or the First Prince of Zhao Kingdom were fixed on him.
Zhao Yi was having lunch together with Clan Patriarch Yan and Yan Yan as well as Commander Zhao Fan as the top military officer in charge of the security of Lingxi City.