The voice just fell.

The white fox returned, opened the gate, and poked half its head out: "Old man, trying to play games with me? Don't underestimate an old man's poverty!"

Flander, who was nearly scared to death, shuddered.

He immediately released his Martial Soul True Form, transforming into a huge blue owl, and carried Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong into the sky at lightning speed.

The white fox chuckled.

They closed the gates again and returned to their residence.

...

"Master, all the unauthorized personnel have been asked to leave."

Inside the main hall of the mansion.

The white fox reported.

below.

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong, who were seated, looked at each other, all seeing horror in each other's eyes.

They just kicked them out like that?

How long has it been?

and.

The butler, named White Fox, was spotless.

Gu Rong clicked his tongue and said in a low voice, "To be able to deal with the Golden Iron Triangle so easily, one must be at least a Title Douluo."

"more than."

Chen Xin nodded with a serious expression: "Several people have left a deep impression on me on the way into the manor. These people are all unfathomable."

Upon hearing this...

Ning Fengzhi, the weakest among them, took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions.

He only realized it now.

This Lin family mansion is truly extraordinary.

Fortunately.

There was no transgression in business dealings with the Lin family that would have created any deep-seated hatred; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

However, considering the image of the Lin family in the eyes of the world...

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but sigh.

They really kept it well hidden.

Is it possible that the Lin family mansion might be hiding other talented individuals besides Li Bai and the white fox?

Just like those few people Chenxin mentioned.

The mere thought of such a probability caused Ning Fengzhi's expression to change drastically.

The Linhao Merchant Guild, renowned as the world's premier merchant guild, harbors such a colossal secret, which is bound to stir up the political landscape of the continent.

As for whether it's good or bad for their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi is currently unable to grasp the situation.

After calming himself down, he exchanged pleasantries with Lin Ran.

Ning Fengzhi immediately got straight to the point: "Your esteemed Li Bai is a rare genius in swordsmanship, and I'm sure Lord Lin has also heard of my Sword Uncle."

"I have certainly heard of the renowned reputation of the Seven Kill Sword, the number one sword in the world."

Lin Ran sincerely praised him.

He then promptly and decisively refused: "However, different swords are not all the same, and not all swords can necessarily form a good match. Besides..."

"I'm sorry, Li Bai already has a master."

"Yes, I have a master?"

Ning Fengzhi was momentarily stunned.

He didn't expect Lin Ran to decisively reject this offer of help after just a few words.

Even more unexpectedly.

Li Bai already has a teacher.

But on second thought, that makes sense.

After all, such a gifted genius, if he hadn't had a master to guide him from a young age, could he have become self-taught?

That's too unrealistic.

For the first time, the usually shrewd Ning Fengzhi felt that he had made a foolish mistake.

I didn't even think of that when I came.

"Where did he get his master? May I meet him? I'd like to see who is more worthy of being a master of swordsmanship than me."

aside.

Unable to contain his desires, he stood up in anger.

We've finally found a genius apprentice; we can't let someone else snatch him away.

Regardless.

Everyone who wants to see Chen Xin, who is known for his flawless skills, must try him.

We should definitely give it a try.

"I am Li Bai's master. I wonder what advice Sword Douluo may have for me?"

Right next to Lin Ran.

Jing Ke, who was in charge of serving tea and water, came out.

He wasn't particularly tall, his complexion was slightly brown, and the frost of time had etched fine lines on his cheeks.

His eyes were deep and cold like a pool, and his brows exuded a chilling murderous aura.

His gaze toward Chen Xin carried three parts scrutiny and seven parts aloofness.

"So you are Li Bai's teacher?"

Chen Xin was quite surprised.

When he entered the mansion and took his seat earlier, he saw that this man was dressed in coarse cloth and short clothes, and was simply dressed.

I thought he was just an ordinary servant.

The only strange thing was that this person had a rusty dagger hanging from his waist.

Unexpectedly, it was his rival Chen Xin, Li Bai's master.

You really can't judge a book by its cover.

Chen Xin shook his head and said in a low voice, "Where is your martial spirit? Could you please show it?"

"Martial Soul?"

Jing Ke pointed to it: "Are you referring to the dagger at my waist that once pierced the King of Qin?"

"A dagger? You have a separated martial spirit." Chen Xin burst into laughter after seeing it.

The next moment.

Chen Xin, who had his hands behind his back, suddenly froze.

An extremely sharp and powerful sword aura suddenly poured out from his body.

An invisible sharpness reverberated throughout the hall.

Especially since they were directly confronting Jing Ke.

"A detached martial spirit can actually achieve something? Very good, then this old man would like to ask for your guidance."

Upon hearing this...

Jing Ke remained unmoved.

He simply said coldly, "My dagger has only ever been stained with the blood of the King of Qin. I have no desire to add to the bloodshed. However, if Sword Douluo insists on asking for my guidance, then so be it."

The words fell.

Jing Ke drew a sword with his fingers and slashed it through the air.

Chen Xin, who was on the opposite side, suddenly froze as he sensed an invisible killing intent descending.

He was forced to take a step back.

Simultaneously.

It directly shattered the sword energy he released.

The offensive was quickly resolved.

The sword intent dissipated, and the oppressive feeling that once intimidated all sides was no longer present in the hall.

Chen Xin looked up, puzzled, at the expressionless Jing Ke, and was about to say something.

The white fox entered the hall, interrupting everything: "Master, His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived, carrying the Emperor's decree, saying he wishes to see Li Bai."

"His Highness the Crown Prince has come too?"

Ning Fengzhi, who had been silent, could no longer sit still.

After a mental whirlwind, he cupped his hands and said, "Lord Lin, since Li Bai already has a master, let's consider the matter of taking on disciples as unresolved. I've troubled you, so I'll take my leave now."

That's all.

Ning Fengzhi turned and left, leaning on his cane.

"Farewell, I apologize for the intrusion."

Unable to resist giving Jing Ke another deep look, Chen Xin apologized for her impolite act of acting rashly, and then followed Ning Fengzhi away.

He understood what Ning Fengzhi meant.

If it were merely because His Highness the Crown Prince came for Li Bai, then their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School might be able to compete.

But this Crown Prince happens to have an imperial edict from Emperor Xueye behind him.

That being the case.

There's no need to linger.

No matter how good their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's relationship with the royal family is, it's not enough for them to sit at the same table and eat together.

Chen Xin felt helpless.

Power could not possibly have compelled him to retreat so cleanly and decisively.

What truly caused him to fall behind was the gap between them.

"I never expected that the Lin family would have such a person with such extraordinary sword intent. No wonder they were able to cultivate a genius in swordsmanship."

Once outside the mansion.

Dust in the heart is to look up to the sky and roar.

Gu Rong knew perfectly well that his old nemesis was filled with disappointment and melancholy, but that didn't stop him from being sarcastic and sarcastic.

"Old man, didn't you pride yourself on being the best swordsman in the world? How come you can't even beat others in a contest of sword intent now?"

"You ask me, but who should I ask?"

Chen Xin countered with a question.

He wanted to ask this question more than anyone else.

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