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Jiangnan Provincial Military Region.

Marshal's Mansion.

Outside the gate, two heavily armed soldiers stood like javelins.

"What a wonderful day!"

Accompanied by a leisurely whistle, Guan Yuan strode over with a nonchalant gait.

"Greetings, Major General!"

The two soldiers perked up and quickly saluted.

"Hey, young man, you look pretty energetic!"

Guan Yuan grinned, patted the two soldiers on the shoulders, and then peeked into the marshal's mansion. "Is the old man inside?"

One of the soldiers' eyes flashed with fear as he lowered his voice and said, "Reporting to the Major General! The Marshal has been waiting for you inside for quite some time."

"hey-hey!"

Guan Yuan rubbed his hands together smugly and swaggered inside.

"I just finished an escort mission, and the old man is here anxiously waiting for my report..."

Before he could finish speaking...

"boom!"

A powerful surge of qi suddenly erupted within the Marshal's Mansion!

A fist imprint formed from crimson energy slammed into his chest!

"Wow!"

Guan Yuan was caught off guard and was sent flying dozens of meters away.

Its two feet plowed a deep furrow, and its body rolled several times before stopping.

The two soldiers at the door were so frightened that they stopped breathing.

"You brat!!!"

"How dare you address me as 'old man' in front of your father?!"

As the smoke cleared, a man wearing a snow-white cloak strode out.

He looked to be in his early fifties, with strong features, and one could vaguely tell that he must have been a handsome man who could have charmed countless young women in his youth.

However, the terrifying pressure emanating from his body caused the air within a hundred meters to stop flowing.

Rank 8, Star 1!

Martial Saint Realm!

Marshal of the Jiangnan Provincial Military Region!

Guan Qingcang!

What is most eye-catching is the black longsword hanging at his waist, which is faintly burning with a trace of black flame.

At this moment, Guan Qingcang's face was full of anger, and his eyes were blazing as he stared at Guan Yuan.

"Old man! What's gotten into you again?!"

Guan Yuan grimaced in pain as he climbed out of the pit, rubbing his swollen cheek as he protested.

"Didn't I already escort them into the city as you requested?!"

"How dare you say that?!"

Guan Qingcang's tiger-like eyes widened, and with a large stride, the long sword at his waist was instantly drawn half an inch from its sheath with a crisp "clang"!

With just this half-inch, a terrifying sword intent that could tear through the clouds soared into the sky!

Upon seeing this, Guan Yuan, who had been stubbornly holding his head high, was immediately terrified, and his arrogant demeanor vanished completely.

"Wrong! Wrong!"

"Old man, don't draw your sword! Let's talk this out!"

He knew his father too well. Using his fists was a sign of filial piety, but drawing this sword meant he was willing to sacrifice his own family for the greater good!

A single sword strike could be too powerful for even an eighth-tier demon saint to withstand!

"snort!"

The marshal snorted coldly, sheathed his longsword, and roared in a booming voice, "Get in here!"

"Alright!"

Guan Yuan felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He dusted himself off and followed the other man inside.

As he passed by the gate, he couldn't help but wink at the two silent soldiers.

"Don't be offended, my husband is going through menopause, and he's always had this irritable personality."

"It must be tough for you all, having to put up with this temper every day..."

The two men dared not respond, and cold sweat broke out on their brows. They could only blink frantically to signal the major general to shut up.

As expected, a chilling killing intent erupted once again within the mansion.

"If you say another word, I'll chop your tongue off today!"

Guan Yuan shrank his neck and slipped inside in a flash.

……

A huge sand table is placed in the center of the Marshal's Mansion.

As soon as Guan Yuan entered, his gaze was drawn to the battle situation on the sand table.

The black cursor, representing the forces of the demonic path, has been completely suppressed by the red tide of the Jiangnan Military Region and driven all the way into the deepest part of the abyss.

"cut."

Guan Yuan curled his lip, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"A bunch of clowns!"

"Instead of enjoying a peaceful and stable life within the city, they insist on colluding with the beasts of the abyss. Do they really think that opposing the human race will lead to a good end?"

Guan Qingcang stood with his hands behind his back in front of the sand table, his eyes cold and sharp: "Some people are so well protected inside the walls that they always feel that the authorities are restricting their freedom."

"He betrayed the path of evil and willingly became a lackey of the beasts of the abyss."

"These fools think they can control beasts for their own use, but they don't realize that those who try to negotiate with a tiger will ultimately be devoured by the abyss!"

"Brilliant!"

Guan Yuan immediately put on a fawning expression and gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

"You were right, old man!"

"A masterful and insightful analysis!"

"Stop disgusting me like this!"

The marshal whirled around, his eyes wide like saucers, and roared, "I'm asking you! I ordered you to secretly escort Jiang Feng and the others, what were you doing?!"

Guan Yuan stiffened his neck and retorted confidently, "Old man, don't jump to conclusions!"

"I just came back from the city!"

"That kid you asked me to escort, I saw him enter the hotel, everything went smoothly!"

"smoothly?"

The marshal laughed in fury, a chilling laugh escaping his lips. "Then how come I just received intelligence saying the Hai family had attacked Jiang Feng?!"

"Not only that, they even sent a gang leader at the half-step Martial King realm to intercept and kill him!"

"What?!"

Guan Yuan's eyes widened.

Half-step Martial King?!

How long have I been gone?

In less than half a day, these mad dogs have already caused trouble?

"This... old man, this isn't my fault!"

Guan Yuan quickly raised his hands to explain, trying to shift the blame.

"I only left after I safely delivered him to the hotel!"

"And just in case, I gave him my business card before I left, telling him to contact me immediately if he encountered any life-threatening emergencies!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Qingcang's expression softened slightly, but he immediately let out a cold laugh.

"Ha! Don't I know what's going on in your dog's belly?"

"The price you asked for back then was definitely not low, was it?!"

Hehehe!

Guan Yuan scratched the back of his head guiltily. "No one knows a son better than his father. You old man understand me best! Even brothers should keep clear accounts. I can't work for free, can I?"

He also knew that the old man could still chat with him.

Jiang Feng is definitely alright.

Otherwise, it definitely wouldn't be this tone.

After chuckling twice, he stopped smiling and curiously leaned forward to ask, "By the way, old man, what's that kid's background?"

"Even you, the marshal in charge of the central army, would pay such attention to a high school student?"

"Paying attention is one thing, but you even handed over the [Sky-Shattering Sword] to him!"

"Back then, I shamelessly begged you to lend me this sword for a couple of days, and you almost broke my legs!"

His tone gradually became sarcastic.

Guan Qingcang remained silent.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The usually ruthless marshal seemed to have aged a bit.

The image of that proud figure who fought alongside him and laughed defiantly in the abyss flashed through his mind.

"well……"

After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

Without explaining past grievances or answering his son's questions, he coldly issued the order:

"From today onwards, you no longer need to stay in the military region."