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"Stop! Stop!" An officer from the City Guard shouted from a distance, "Who dares to fight in Tianfeng City?"
Several young members of the Ling family sneered, showing no fear of the City Guard, but they still ceased their actions. Chen Lian's guards were already in tatters; some were covered in dirt and ash, others were trembling, and a few had even been thrown onto the rooftops beside the street!
The City Guard approached, strutting confidently as they asked, "What are you doing? Don't you know fighting is prohibited in Tianfeng City?"
"Hmph! What do you think we are doing?" Steward Zhou coldly replied with a snort.
"Oh! Isn't this Lord Zhou? Are you on a mission?" The officer's expression changed immediately, and he cautiously smiled.
Upon closer inspection, he realized it was the sedan chairs of the Ling and Chen families. As a low-ranking officer, he couldn't afford to offend either of them!
"Let's return to the residence! No more delays!" Ling Mo Xie put away the Balao Blade, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and got back inside.
"What is this?" The officer glanced at Ling Mo Xie entering the carriage and smiled nervously at Steward Zhou.
"The Ling family, Seventh Young Master!" Steward Zhou said expressionlessly as he pushed past the officer and commanded, "Go!" The carriage then headed toward the Ling residence. Naturally, Chen Lian and his group dared not obstruct them again; did they want to get beaten up once more?
"Go back! Hurry back!" Chen Lian said angrily inside the carriage, clutching his chest as he lay back on the seat. Hmph! That Ling Qilong said Ling Mo Xie grew up in a rural area and had no experience; he must be spineless. Spineless my foot! You brothers can fight it out; I won't wade into this mess anymore!
The most prosperous street in Tianfeng City was East City Street. The Ling residence was located here, with its grand entrance exuding an imposing aura. A plaque made of precious sandalwood hung prominently above the door, engraved with the two majestic characters "Ling Residence" in shining gold!
Stepping down from the sedan chair and entering through the door left Ling Mo Xie in shock! Inside was like another world entirely; countless spiritual herbs and trees that were rare in Hongfeng Town were planted in flowerbeds here, as common as cabbage!
Pavilions and towers, rockeries and water pavilions—there was even an artificial river flowing through the courtyard! The buildings piled upon one another endlessly! Now this was what luxury looked like!
Ling Mo Xie, who had previously been impressed by the Ling family of Hongfeng Town, now realized that he truly had never seen such grandeur!
"Alright! You all go with them to be assigned your accommodations!" Steward Zhou maintained a stern expression as he addressed those who had come from Hongfeng Town, pointing at several young men in green.
Turning back to Ling Mo Xie, he said, "Seventh Young Master! Please follow me; the master wishes to see you!"
"Mo Xie, I..." Zhou Xinyi said helplessly while holding onto Ling Mo Xie's arm.
"Oh, Miss Zhou Xinyi, please go to the Hualan Pavilion with him!" Butler Zhou glanced at Zhou Xinyi and pointed to a young man in a green robe behind him.
Zhou Xinyi looked at Ling Mo Xie, who patted her hand and said, "Go ahead! I’ll just go meet my so-called grandfather!"
"Okay!" Zhou Xinyi nodded and followed the young man.
Following Butler Zhou, they wound through the large estate for quite a while. After getting tired of the blooming pavilions around them, they finally passed through a corridor and arrived at a quiet courtyard. An old man wearing a raincoat was fishing by the lake in the courtyard. Hearing footsteps behind him, he asked, "Is Little Seven here?"
"Yes!" Butler Zhou replied and bowed slightly, saying, "I take my leave!" After that, he walked backward out of the courtyard. It seemed that this seemingly indifferent Butler Zhou held great respect for his so-called grandfather.
The old man put down his fishing rod, turned around, and waved at Ling Mo Xie with a smile: "Come here! Little Seven!"
Ling Mo Xie smiled sarcastically and walked over.
"Ah! Your father was my most favored son..."
"Yes! After he went missing, you sent your most favored son's child to the countryside! Letting him be bullied by everyone! You really are kind to him!" Ling Mo Xie interrupted Ling Siwen's words with sarcasm.
Ling Siwen choked on his words and changed the subject: "I heard you ran into that Chen kid on the way?"
"Yeah! We even had a fight!" Ling Mo Xie said nonchalantly.
"I heard he blocked your way? Don't worry! I won't let you be bullied again! I'll send someone to the Chen family right now to get justice for you!" Ling Siwen ignored Ling Mo Xie's indifferent expression and said with a smile.
Ling Mo Xie gave a sarcastic smile but said nothing.
Ling Siwen sighed and said, "Little Seven, I owe you too much over the years! Grandpa will make it up to you! Don't hold it against me!"
"What do I have to hold against you? Do you think you're worth my anger? The only reason I came back is to find out the truth about my father's disappearance back then!" Ling Mo Xie chuckled lightly as if Ling Siwen had said something ridiculous.
"Ah!" Ling Siwen waved his hand. "Little Seven, why don't you stay in your father's old courtyard? I heard you've learned that Red Fire Technique so quickly? Here’s the token for the library! Take it! With it, you can borrow anything from the first floor of the library!"
Ling Siwen handed a green token of unknown material to Ling Mo Xie, who accepted it without hesitation, as he was in need of skills. Although it was clear that the items on the first level were unlikely to be powerful spell manuals, it was better than nothing.
"Thank you!" Ling Mo Xie said, considering himself a good young man. He turned and left.
Following the route in his memory, he arrived at a courtyard named Izumo Pavilion. Before he got close, he could hear noisy voices coming from inside. Ling Mo Xie frowned; what did Ling Siwen mean by this? There were people!
Upon entering the courtyard, he saw several young servants and maids busily cleaning. When they noticed Ling Mo Xie's arrival, they all bowed to him, saying, "Greetings, Seventh Young Master!"
Ling Mo Xie sneered; were they trying to win him over or spy on him?
"What are you doing?" Ling Mo Xie asked expressionlessly.
"Replying to the Young Master! We are servants assigned to you by Master, here to take care of your daily needs!" the young servants and maids replied in unison.
"I don't need you! You can go back!" Ling Mo Xie said as he walked toward the main house, ignoring the young servants and maids.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of sounds came from behind him, causing Ling Mo Xie to stop in his tracks.
"Young Master! Please! Don't chase us away! Master won't spare us! We beg you! Young Master!" Several maids and young servants began to bow repeatedly.
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