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"I promised him that I would represent the Aldra Family at the Peak Showdown, and that Old Guy will arrange for Hawk to follow and monitor me. This trip is likely to be very dangerous, and your strength is still too weak, so you shouldn't get involved. When I set off tomorrow, find an opportunity to sneak away and go find Ivan."
Bu briefly outlined the situation; he didn't want to involve Locke in this matter. After all, with his current strength, he could barely protect himself and had no time to look after Locke. Therefore, the best plan was to let Locke leave first.
"Well... okay." After hearing Bu's arrangement, Locke hesitated for a moment but agreed.
He understood that Bu was doing this for his own good, and with his low level of strength, he really couldn't be of much help. If he stubbornly clung to loyalty, it could end up harming both himself and others.
Time passed quickly, and soon dawn broke. The gentle winter sunlight mixed with the biting cold wind covered the entire land. The frost on the surface of some plants gradually melted away, making it hard to tell whether it was a hint of warmth amidst the cold or a deep chill hidden within the warmth.
Bu slowly opened his eyes, a wisp of purple energy fleetingly vanished from his gaze.
His cultivation did not last long; despite his determination to cultivate the energy within him properly, for some reason, every time he circulated his energy for one hundred and eight cycles, he felt an overwhelming sense of difficulty. The energy flowing through his meridians became increasingly hard to control.
It was as if a fish were swimming upstream against a raging current, exhausting all its strength only to be washed back to the starting point by a wave.
Bu did not know what caused this issue, and after being stuck for a while, he inevitably felt some frustration.
Eager for quick results was a major taboo in cultivation; Bu Xin was well aware of this. He decided not to force it anymore and gradually converged his energy back into the ten acupoints.
For martial artists, cultivating internal energy involves unblocking all acupoints throughout the body, opening up internal meridians, and nurturing the Energy Seed. These three steps complement each other and should be approached progressively. Bu had memorized this principle well. Although he faced obstacles in his practice at this moment, he understood that one cannot achieve great results all at once; thus, he stabilized his mindset.
"Master." Locke stepped forward respectfully as Bu awakened from his meditation.
"What is it?" Bu jumped down from the bed, stretched his limbs, and looked at Locke.
"A servant just came to report that Warren Earl requests your presence in the study. I saw you were in the middle of your cultivation, so I told that servant to leave." Locke briefly explained the situation without elaborating further.
Upon hearing that Warren wanted him in the study, Bu smacked his lips lightly and chuckled before replying to Locke, "Okay, I understand."
"Master intends to..." Locke looked at Bu, hesitating to speak.
"It's fine. Since we reached a consensus last night, I don't think Warren will act against me now. If he does, it will be after..." At this point, Bu chuckled lightly, a fleeting glint of coldness flashing in his eyes. He then turned to Locke seriously and said, "I will head to Warren now. Take this opportunity to leave the Aldra Family quietly."
"They're all focused on me right now, so they won't pay attention to you for a while. If anyone tries to stop you, just say you're going out to buy something as I instructed. I believe in your abilities." Bu patted Locke's shoulder firmly, his gaze filled with confidence.
Locke nodded, indicating that he understood.
Seeing Locke agree, Bu immediately stopped hesitating. He took hold of the Azure Morning Sword and gave Locke one last deep look before turning to leave.
The north was chilly, with a few scattered leaves swirling in the air. Bu's silhouette faded in Locke's eyes, seeming to turn into the wind, slowly becoming indistinct. He didn't know when they would meet again, so he could only silently wish him well in his heart.
The courtyard where Bu lived was not far from Warren Earl's study. Along the way, he passed through several winding corridors, and the outline of the study nestled among the green bamboo forest came into view.
In winter, this green bamboo grove always exuded an infinite charm. On the surface, it appeared tranquil and elegant, making it an excellent retreat for quiet contemplation. One could feel a sense of seclusion akin to "sitting alone in the bamboo grove, playing the lute and singing long."
However, this was merely superficial; after last night's battle, Bu felt wary of this place. The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it can be; he had already tasted that danger.
Not only did Warren Earl and Hawk possess formidable Intermediate Level 4 strength, but the numerous Blood Robe Guards hidden behind the secret door of the study had also significantly increased the danger level of this place. Moreover, Bu was still unsure whether those ten or so Blood Robe Guards from yesterday represented all hidden forces; if not, then this place was indeed a den of peril.
With a hint of vigilance in his heart, Bu walked casually into the bamboo path.
The fragrant scent of green bamboo wafted through the air, refreshing with every breeze. The traces left by yesterday's battle had long been deliberately cleaned up; even the study door that Bu had smashed to pieces had been replaced with a brand new one.
Two burly guards stood straight in front of the study door. Perhaps they had received instructions from Warren Earl earlier; upon seeing Bu arrive, one guard promptly opened the door and bowed respectfully.
Glancing at him briefly, Bu did not stop his steps and directly entered the study.
Upon entering the room, the scent of sandalwood filled the air. The layout remained unchanged, with no trace of the fierce battle that had once taken place. Bu Xin felt a hint of astonishment, and just then, Warren Earl's deep voice resonated.
"I have taken care of everything I promised you. As for what to do next, you are a smart person; I hope you do not misjudge yourself. Moreover, Hawk will follow you closely as per my instructions." As these words reached Bu Xin's ears, Warren Earl's figure emerged from behind the screen in the study.
Bu Mei raised an eyebrow and met Warren Earl's sharp gaze, which seemed to momentarily freeze the air around them.
With a light laugh, Bu Mei said, "You called me here this early just to say this nonsense? Rest assured, since I promised you, I won't be like some people who burn bridges after crossing them."
A hint of sarcasm was evident on Bu Mei's face, and disdain was palpable in her tone, especially as she emphasized the phrase "burn bridges."
Such audacity naturally provoked anger in Warren Earl's expression. However, after a moment of contemplation, he sneered and said darkly, "You sharp-tongued brat, I won't argue with you about this. But there is one thing I must warn you about beforehand to prevent you from recklessly endangering your life and tarnishing the reputation of my Aldra Family."
"Oh?" Bu Mei responded with curiosity, "What is it?"
Warren Earl fixed his gaze on her and spoke seriously: "Although my Aldra Family is powerful and one of the top families in Sparta City, a large tree attracts the wind. In previous years, we have offended quite a few formidable enemies.
While we can dismiss some lesser middle-tier forces, there are several prominent families that have become hostile due to business and political friction. What I want to remind you about concerns these particular forces."
At this point, Warren Earl paused for effect, narrowing his eyes into a cold glare as he continued: "I have learned that two families that are adversaries of mine also have their participants heading to the capital for the Peak Showdown.
These two families are the Miso Family from Ekrala City and the Star Moon Alliance from Orlan City.
You must pay special attention to them. You represent my Aldra Family at the Peak Showdown; it is likely that these two forces see you as a thorn in their side and wish to eliminate you to damage my family's reputation.
Their influence in the capital is not insignificant; if they resort to underhanded tactics against you, your life will be in danger. This would not only bring great shame to my Aldra Family but could also turn us into a laughingstock among the noble circles of the capital."
Hearing this, Bu Mei rolled her eyes and scoffed repeatedly. However, Warren Earl disregarded her reaction and continued: "I have sent word to my eldest son Kevin. He has developed some influence in the capital over these years. Once you arrive there, he will find you and provide some assistance."
"Alright." Bu scoffed lightly, responding carelessly.
Seeing his defiant demeanor, Warren Earl frowned and said coldly, "I know you have many grievances against me, but you must be fully alert regarding this matter.
If anything goes wrong and tarnishes the reputation of the Aldra Family... I will make you understand what true pain is." Warren Earl's expression gradually darkened, and his words carried a chilling intent.
"Since you've already sent Hawk to follow and monitor me, what is there to worry about? Is it possible that Hawk's strength cannot ensure my safety?" Bu chose to ignore Warren Earl's threat and instead questioned him.
"That's impossible... There are many strong individuals in the Imperial Capital. Just those who are on par with Hawk number no less than a dozen, and that’s only the visible ones. Moreover, Hawk's identity is somewhat sensitive. I have instructed that unless it’s a matter of life and death, he will not intervene to save you. The challenges ahead can only be overcome by yourself."
As soon as Bu finished speaking, Warren Earl immediately refuted him without hesitation.
His words contained three parts truth and seven parts falsehood; Hawk's identity was indeed sensitive and not easily revealed. However, if it were just a matter of occasionally intervening once or twice, with Hawk's unmatched stealth techniques, it would pose no issue at all.
But these were things Warren Earl would never disclose to Bu, nor would he agree to the other party's demands.
Because Hawk's one and only opportunity to act must be reserved for when he ultimately kills Bu.
The earlier Hawk acted, the greater the chance he would be noticed by the strong individuals in the Imperial Capital. At that point, given his sensitive identity, if he were entangled by someone with ulterior motives, it would undoubtedly affect subsequent arrangements—something Warren Earl could not tolerate.
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