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Li Kun then suddenly interjected:

"Well, Commandant Zhou, may I ask what business Commander Fang has with you, Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Jing paused as she turned around.

"I'll say it again, Fang Baihu has money."

Her tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable forcefulness.

Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhou Jing, and pulled Li Kun back who was about to say something:

"please!"

He then turned to look at Li Kun.

"Brother Li, I'll be right back."

A hint of worry appeared in Li Kun's eyes.

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The fact that Commander Fang and Commander Lu were at odds was known throughout the entire Xuanyi Guard of the prefecture.

Zhou Yan was also Lu Baihu's savior.

At this moment, Fang Baihu suddenly wanted to see Zhou Yan, which didn't seem like a good thing at all.

Zhou Jing walked ahead without saying a word, her face expressionless the entire way.

Zhou Yan naturally wouldn't initiate conversation.

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Zhou Jing stopped in front of a house.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door.

dong dong.

A young male voice came from inside the room.

"Enter."

Zhou Jing pushed open the door, turned to the side, and gestured for Zhou Yan to come in.

Zhou Yan's expression remained unchanged as he strode into the house.

Upon entering the room, one is greeted by a handsome young man.

The man looked young, and although he wore the black uniform of a centurion of the Imperial Guard, he did not appear stern or imposing. Instead, he exuded the noble air characteristic of a scion of a prominent family.

If he weren't sitting inside the Xuanyiwei yamen, Zhou Yan would have thought this man was a noble young master from some family out for a stroll.

This man was the commander of the Xuanyi Guard in the prefectural city, and the eldest son of the prestigious Fang family.

Fang Wenjian.

Zhou Yan stepped forward and clasped his hands in a salute.

"This humble servant, Zhou Yan, greets Commander Fang."

Fang Wenjian looked up at him and immediately smiled.

"So you're Zhou Yan? What a young hero!"

As he spoke, he actually stood up, walked over, and reached out to help him up.

"Qing Shuang and I have been friends since childhood. Your ability to save her is not only a service to the Xuanyi Guard, but I am also very grateful to you."

Zhou Yan's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show any unusual expression on his face.

He stood up smoothly, his tone even.

"I have only done what I was supposed to do, and I dare not take credit for it."

What does this mean? Doesn't it imply that the two don't get along?

Judging from what this person is saying, the two seem to have a good relationship?

Fang Wenjian seemed to be able to see through Zhou Yan's thoughts and said:

"Many others misunderstand us. The Fang family and the Lu family have been friends for many years, and Qing Shuang and I have known each other since childhood. How could we have a bad relationship?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he clapped his hands and said:

"Someone come here!"

The door opened again.

An elderly man who appeared to be in charge approached Zhou Yan with a small box, opened it, and handed it to him.

The moment the lid of the box was opened, a bright golden light shone into Zhou Yan's eyes.

Zhou Yan glanced down at it.

It was a bit too bright.

She raised her head slightly to look at Fang Wenjian, wondering what he meant.

Fang Wenjian then said with a smile:

"I know you've just arrived in the prefectural city and have many expenses. Please take this mere hundred taels of gold and use it as a small token of my gratitude."

"A mere" hundred taels of gold?

Is this how aristocratic families express their gratitude?

Taking the small box, Zhou Yan smiled and said:

"Then thank you very much, Commander Fang."

Although I knew there might be something fishy going on here

But it could never be a thank-you gift.

But why not take money that's given away for free?

Seeing how readily Zhou Yan accepted the money, Fang Wenjian's smile widened, but a hint of disdain shone deep in his eyes.

He waved his hand and said:

"You're welcome. It's just a small token of my appreciation. If you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, feel free to come to me. I've always valued young people with courage."

Zhou Yan clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Thank you for your guidance, Commander Fang."

Fang Wenjian waved his hand.

"Go and do your job well."

Zhou Yan's expression remained unchanged.

"This humble servant takes his leave."

After he finished speaking, he tucked the small box under his arm, turned around, and left the room.

Seeing Zhou Jing looking at him from outside the door, Zhou Yan clasped his hands in a fist salute to her and then left.

Watching Zhou Yan walk away, Zhou Jing, who had just entered the house, looked at Fang Wenjian and said:

"Is it really necessary for a country bumpkin like him, only a second-year student, to be so greedy?"

Fang Wenjian sat back down in his chair, picked up his teacup, and gently blew on it.

"It's good that they come from the countryside, and it's even better if they're greedy. The only problem is if they're not greedy."

Zhou Jing frowned.

Fang Wenjian smiled and said:

"If you take my money, forget about getting promoted to captain. If you fail the selection, Lu Qingshuang won't have any reason to come looking for trouble with me."

Having said that, he took a sip of tea, looked up, and asked:

"How's it going?"

"Lu Jia and Zhang Yi have already made an agreement. Both of them are at the third level of training and have sufficient qualifications. This time, I'm afraid Lu Baihu won't even be able to secure a single spot."

Zhou Jing replied.

Fang Wenjian placed the teacup on the table, his smile unchanged.

"Very well, so what if Lu Qingshuang is a top talent on the Human Ranking? The Xuanyi Guard is a place that follows rules, not a place where the Lu family can have their own say."

He spoke in a calm tone, yet with an air of self-assured confidence that he was in control of the situation.

……

As soon as Zhou Yan stepped out of the courtyard where Fang Wenjian was, he saw Li Kun pacing back and forth not far away.

Seeing Zhou Yan emerge unharmed, Li Kun's tense expression finally eased slightly.

"Brother Zhou!"

He quickly came to meet him.

"Are you alright?"

As he spoke, he pulled Zhou Yan a few steps to the side and lowered his voice.

"That guy surnamed Fang didn't give you any trouble, did he?"

Zhou Yan chuckled and shook his head.

"No, not only that, they even said I had done a good job saving Commander Lu and gave me a reward."

As he spoke, he patted the small box tucked under his arm.

The box wasn't big, and even if it were filled to the brim, it wouldn't hold much silver, so Li Kun didn't think much of it.

He just stared at them blankly, and asked curiously:

"This...shouldn't be right?"

Zhou Yan smiled and patted the other person on the shoulder, saying:

"Forget it, why think so much? If there are benefits, take them. As for the drawbacks, I haven't thought about them yet. Let's take it one step at a time."

Fang Wenjian hadn't quite figured out what he wanted to do with the money yet.

But there was one thing he was very clear about.

Once the money is in your own hands, it becomes your own resource.

As for any conspiracies or schemes, once his strength is high enough, none of that will be a problem.

As they talked, the two quickly arrived at the gate of the Xuanyi Guard.

Zhou Yan greeted Li Kun and then left the inner city, heading straight for the blacksmith shop in the outer city.

When the blacksmith saw Zhou Yan coming over, he hurriedly called over three apprentices and had them bring out the "meteor hammer".

Before long, the three apprentices came out together carrying a heavy meteor hammer.

That meteor hammer was bigger and heavier than the one from Qingzhou.

The iron chain had become thicker.

The hammer is jet black, with a rough texture on its surface from recent polishing.

The apprentices' faces turned red as they lifted the load, and the ground trembled slightly when they put it down.

The blacksmith wiped his sweat.

"Sir, it has been prepared as requested."

Zhou Yan's eyes lit up slightly.

He stepped forward, and under the astonished gazes of the blacksmith shop owner and several apprentices, grabbed the iron chain with one hand and lifted the meteor hammer up.

Splash!

The iron chain was taut.

He lifted the heavy hammer with ease, and it swayed slightly in mid-air.

Zhou Yan weighed it in his hand, a satisfied look appearing on his face.

"good."

The blacksmith's eyelids twitched as he looked at it.

He made this thing himself, and he knew very well how heavy it was.

Even his apprentices, who had already sensed his qi and blood, needed three people to barely lift him.

But when it came into the hands of this Black-Clad Guard, it was as if he were carrying a bundle.

Zhou Yan paid the final payment and, without lingering, went straight back to his residence with the meteor hammer.

After entering, he greeted Uncle Zheng.

"Uncle Zheng, I need to practice my skills. Unless it's urgent, there's no need to bother me."

Uncle Zheng readily agreed.

"The old man understands."

Zhou Yan carried the meteor hammer into the training room.

The door closed.

He casually placed the small box in the corner.

Zhou Yan took off his shirt and released the restriction of [Aura Transformation].

The next moment, his figure rapidly rose higher.

His real physique, over three meters tall, reappeared in the training room.

Fortunately, the practice room is spacious enough.

Otherwise, there really wouldn't be room for someone with such a large body to practice martial arts.

He took out the Qi-replenishing pills given to him by the Black-Clad Guards, poured one out, and swallowed it.

The elixir entered the stomach.

A warm medicinal power quickly dissipated, flowing through the blood and qi to the limbs and bones.

Zhou Yan grabbed the meteor hammer.

Whoosh!

The iron chains rattled.

boom!

The meteor hammer slammed into his chest.

A dull thud echoed through the training room.

Zhou Yan's body trembled, his blood surged, but the corners of his mouth slowly opened into a grin.

Cool!

In an instant, it was as if a gale had swept through the entire training room.

……