
“Ba-how can..?” Jian Yong could not believe that the young man before him was able to bring him out of the circle
He had already played this game hundreds of times in each challenge and Shou Yan was the first person capable of defeating him
Jian Yong looked back at Shou Yan, although his nature did not want to lose but he was also a swordsman whose every promise would always be kept
“Okay boy, for this effort of yours, I will keep my promise”.
Bai Yong felt like he was struck by lightning when he heard his grandfather's words, he did not expect that the old man who was known to be hard but could keep his promise
Jian Yong walked slowly towards Shou Yan with his hands behind, arriving before him he whispered something “ In three months, go to the capital and join the Young” Shoot Tournament
Shou Yan's eyebrows shot up upon hearing of the Tournament being held in the capital
“If you can win it. I'll cancel their wedding”.
“.. but if you lose, you must hand the book of nine Yin to me” Imbuhya.
“What..!? Shouldn't you have kept your promise.?” Said Shou Yan while retreating a few steps with an attacking position
Jian Yong laughed softly as he saw the reaction from Shou Yan, “This is why I don't like dealing with small children” murmured
“I promise to cancel the engagement instead of their wedding”
The old man left Shou Yan and as he was about to step away, he said something that caught his attention “Prove to me that you are indeed a disciple of Emperor Ming”
Shou Yan who heard it only fell silent as Jian Yong said it. Silence is the right thing for now
Jian Yong continued his steps along with Bai Yong but when he got to the end of the road he paused for a moment and spoke without turning to the side
“I can't believe, it turns out there's an old grandpa protecting her”
“How about my grandson.?” Guo An smiled as he stroked his beard
As Jian Yong wanted to counterattack Shou Yan, he felt a dense murderous chill coming from his back and it turned out to be Guo An
Seeing Guo An stroking his beard, Jian Yong learned that the figure behind Shou Yan was the Nine-fingered Swordsman “Not bad”
“Good” Guo An
“I hope the Grandson of the Nine Fingers Swordsman is able to become the winner” Jian Yong then steps away after ending his sentence
“Of course” He said, Guo An looked at Shou Yan who was approaching Xiao Lung from a distance before finally leaving the two of them
“Lung'jiejie.. are you okay..? Did anyone get hurt.?” Shou Yan did not expect if there was someone who had malicious intentions towards Xiao Lung
Xiao Lung simply lowered her head in embarrassment then went to her room and left Shou Yan without saying a word
Shou Yan scratched his cheek as he looked at the behavior of the girl he had helped earlier
After sensing the familiar energy, Shou Yan rushed to see where the source was and found Xiao Lung sitting limp with the torn cloth
“Perhaps if I don't come late. none of this will happen” Mumbled.
Arriving at the resting room, Jian Yong gathered his grandchildren and children in one room.
“Grandfather, won't we stay here..? Why should I come back soon.?”
“Dumb shit, are you not aware of what you're doing.!?” Jian Yong glared at Bai Yong for refuting him
“True dad, what has Bai'er done so.. we have to go this fast.?” Zhang Yong was still confused as his father left the meeting room and upon returning instead told him to immediately return to the capital
Jian Yong then explained what had happened during his departure, Zhang Yong's eyes widened upon learning his son had made a fuss
“Bai'er..!? Dad doesn't forbid you to have a dream woman but I never taught you to be a cowardly man.!”
“A-father.” The screams from Zhang Yong made him shed tears
“See..!? You not only wet the bed but even cried” Zhang Yong had heard the issue of his son always using his status to get something
Even so he never scolded her until there was someone who made her lose the fight “I can't believe there is a genius youth within the branch sect”
“He was not a genius, but talented” Jian Yong counteracted if Shou Yan was a genius youth for seeing his abilities only in the earth realm, yet that was not what Jian Yong was concerned about
“So... what are your plans dad.?” Zhang Yong was able to see the grand plan behind his father's actions
“Isn't there soon to be a Young Shoot Tournament in the capital.?”
“Then.?”
Jian Yong had made a pact with Shou Yan that if he lost the tournament later, he would hand the nine Yin Book to him
“What is it possible.?” Zhang Yong had read the invitation letter from His Highness Sun to be able to present their talented disciples in order to enter the annual Tournament
“Of course, that's why Bai'er should join the Tournament and win it for me” Jian Yong looked towards Bai Yong who was still whining “And stop crying.!”
Bai Yong tried to stop his crying and went to his room “I'll pack my clothes”
Zhang Yong let out a long sigh when he saw that his only child could only cry when he lost the fight “Haih... I don't know what will happen if Bai'er takes part in Tournament”
“No need to worry”
Jian Yong tried to calm Zhang Yong down, as he himself had already thought of a myriad of plans to achieve his goal
Not long after, Jian Yong's entourage left the Sect without any sessions of respect like before
There were only sect leaders who had escorted them away. “Senior Guo, what have you done to them.?”
Liu Shan was able to guess if Guo An was behind the reason they left from the pre-set schedule
“Haih... What are you trying to say..? I'm just an old man who just happened to pass by” said Guo An with a faint smile
“Hey, did you see that stupid Patriarch's face.?” Jiang Qe was the happiest of the two, recalling the wry expression seen on Jian Yong's face
“Already.. let's celebrate with a cup of wine” Jiang Qe back inside excitedly
“Junior Jiang, isn't it still too early to drink.?”
“Maybe I'll try it a little”
The two followed Jiang Qe with a dry throat that was ready to be soaked by wine
Shou Yan himself returned to his residence page when Xiao Lung left him without saying a single sentence “Did I do something wrong.?”
“Of course, you will always be wrong in front of women”
Shou Yan turned his head and looked at Ma Liang who was carrying dried bread in his hand “It doesn't make me better”
Ma Liang sat next to Shou Yan while eating his dry bread “so... are you going to take part in the Tournament in the capital.?”
Shou Yan did not intend to participate in the Tournament as there was still a lot he had to work on such as reaching the sky realm as soon as possible, he looked at both of his hands while recalling Jian Yong who was able to fend off the 17 Dragon Palms easily
Seeing his friend was moody Ma Liang offered his dry bread which was still one left
“Thank you” Shou Yan accepted Ma Liang's offer, his face changed as Dried bread enveloped his mouth “It turns out good too”
“In the Tournament there is your bet with the Patriarch is not.?” Ma Liang tried to help Shou Yan overcome his difficulties but he was busy eating
“Neither.. I'm not sure” Shou Yan replied in a flat tone.
“I heard.The main prize is to get the heirloom, while the second champion will get thousands of gold pieces and keti-“ Sentence Ma Liang stopped when there is a familiar face in front of his face
“Gold..!?”
Ma Liang nodded slowly “And get your face off me”
Shou Yan swallowed his last loaf of bread “Then.. I'll sign up.!”
Ma Liang only smiled wryly when he saw Shou Yan's change
he can admit that he is crazy for money but he does not think that there is anyone other than himself
"So. You will fight because of his Inner Gift”.