The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Wang Long stared at Qin Minglan in shock.

Qin Minglan's face instantly turned red. In order to avenge Luo Hanyi, she was determined to do it.

"What are you looking at? Do you think I would go back on my word?!"

Qin Minglan rolled her eyes at Wang Long and said irritably.

"What the young lady says is a promise, and this old servant naturally believes it!"

Wang Long smiled and echoed his agreement.

"Since the young lady has given the order, this old servant will risk his old bones to bring back the top honor for the Marquis's mansion!"

Qin Minglan blushed even more, nodded to Wang Long, jumped onto the carriage, lifted the curtain, and went inside.

The servants of the various families stood in square formations. Some were as burly as iron towers, some were as thin as monkeys, some had cold and stern faces, and some had faces full of scars.

Without exception, they were all martial artists of the second rank or above.

Several individuals possessed exceptionally strong auras, some even reaching the third rank.

Wang Long's gaze lingered on several of them for a moment; these were his opponents for the day.

He is now at the late stage of the second rank, so these people can't cause him much trouble.

"The people from the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence have arrived? Where are they? Let me see."

A rough voice rang out, tinged with a hint of mockery.

A burly man, as imposing as an iron tower, pushed his way out of the crowd. He was shirtless, revealing his bronze skin and bulging muscles, and had a lifelike tiger tattooed on his chest.

He walked to the front of the Zhenbei Marquis's procession, crossed his arms, and looked down at Wang Long and the others.

"These are the servants of the Marquis of Zhenbei's mansion? Tsk tsk, they're all sallow-faced and emaciated, they don't look like they can be beaten up."

His gaze fell on Wang Long, he looked him up and down, and then sneered.

"Is this old man just here to make up the numbers? He's such an old man, why is he even participating in this competition? Does he have a death wish?"

The people around burst into laughter.

Tie Xiong, Luo Hanyi introduced this person to Wang Long.

He was a servant of the Marquis of Zhennan's mansion, but his aura was not at the peak of the second rank, but at the late stage of the third rank!

He is the most skilled among all these servants, without exception!

It seems that the First Madam's information channels are outdated.

"The true strength and weakness will be revealed in the ring."

Wang Long glanced at Tie Xiong, completely ignoring his sarcastic remarks.

He's obviously a brainless idiot; arguing with such a moron is a complete waste of your life.

"You old bastard, you're asking for it!"

Tie Xiong was furious at being so disrespected by Wang Long!

He clenched his fists, his body surged with spiritual energy, and a violent aura erupted from him, forcing those around him to retreat.

Wang Long easily neutralized the attack by channeling his spiritual power, but he had no intention of making a move.

Instead, he looked Tie Xiong up and down, then shook his head with a smile.

"Tsk tsk~"

Wang Long's reaction made Tie Xiu even angrier. Just as he was about to make a move, he heard Wang Long say softly.

"The Zhennan Marquis's family has quite the upbringing! A mere servant dares to act so arrogantly at the gates of the capital, right under the emperor's nose. They're showing no respect for His Majesty!"

Even if Tie Xiong was a fool, he could understand the meaning behind Wang Long's words. His face turned pale with fright, and the spiritual energy circulating around his body almost went out of control.

"If even a household servant is like this, how could the Marquis of Zhennan...?"

Hearing Wang Long's words, Luo Hanyi, who was inside the sedan chair, couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Sister-in-law, that old man is absolutely right!"

Qin Minglan couldn't help but praise.

She thought Wang Long's mind worked really fast; she definitely wouldn't have been able to react in time.

Luo Hanyi smiled and nodded slightly, thinking that Wang Long should have been brought to the previous competitions, so that he wouldn't feel aggrieved in such matters.

The old-fashioned tactics are really effective; Tie Xiong instantly cowered like a quail.

A middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his lips.

He looked Wang Long up and down, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

He was none other than Zhao Pojun, the Marquis of Zhennan, a peak seventh-rank expert!

"Haha, this is the first time I've ever met a lackey like you."

Although Zhao Pojun was smiling, it sent chills down one's spine.

"The loyalty of the Marquis of Zhennan to His Majesty is known to all. How could a lowly servant like you change that with just a few words!"

Wang Long could clearly sense Zhao Pojun's murderous intent towards him!

"However, you're right about one thing: this is under the emperor's nose, and we can't tolerate such insolence from a lowly person like you!"

As Zhao Pojun spoke, he raised his hand to attack Wang Long!

As the Marquis of Zhennan, if he killed a lowly servant, then so be it.

Even if it goes to the emperor, just accuse Wang Long of treason.

Even if the Marquis of Zhenbei's family is in the right, they have now fallen into decline, and the emperor is unlikely to blame the Marquis of Zhennan, who has made great military achievements, for the sake of a mere servant!

"stop."

A cool, clear voice came from inside the sedan chair.

Luo Hanyi lifted the sedan curtain and slowly stepped out.

Although he had just experienced a backlash and was undergoing a power transfer, and his face was still somewhat pale, his aura of authority remained undiminished.

Her gaze swept over Zhao Pojun.

"Zhao Wuji, the servants of my Zhenbei Marquis's mansion are not people you can kill at will!"

Luo Hanyi's voice was as cold as frost.

Qin Minglan quietly tugged at Wang Long, making him hide with her behind Luo Hanyi.

Wang Long mentally gave Qin Minglan a thumbs up; this girl is easy to get along with!

"And also, keep an eye on your dog!"

Zhao Wuji smiled, his gaze lingering on Luo Hanyi for a moment, a barely perceptible glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

"Hanyi, it's been so many years, you're still so beautiful."

Wang Long instantly became alert. Good heavens, this damned Marquis of Zhennan is eyeing Luo Hanyi!

This is my woman!

If he had the strength, Wang Long would like to kick Zhao Pojun's second brother to pieces and send him to the palace to become a eunuch.

Zhao Pojun paused, looked at Tie Xiong, and spoke casually.

"Aren't you going to apologize to Madam Luo yet?"

Tie Xiong nodded respectfully and gave Luo Hanyi a perfunctory clasped-fist salute.

"Tie Xiong has been rude, please forgive him, Madam."

The Zhenbei Marquis's mansion has fallen into such a state of decline that even a third-rank servant dares to look down on it.

Luo Hanyi was already used to this situation; she had kept track of every single debt from the past ten years!

Luo Hanyi ignored Tie Xiong and turned back to the sedan chair.

"Wang Long".

"This old servant is here."

Wang Long stood humbly beside the sedan chair, his hands hanging down.

"I don't want to see anyone from the Marquis of Zhennan's mansion leave this competition standing up."

Wang Long raised his head, his gaze resolute.

"This old servant understands."

He turned around, looked at Tie Xiong, grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Tetsuo, right?"

"Old man, what do you want?"

Tie Xiong looked down at him with disdain.

Wang Long didn't answer, he just smiled and turned to walk back to the back of the group.

Since the First Madam has spoken, Wang Long would be considered to have messed up if he didn't beat Tie Xiong to a pulp!

Tie Xiong watched his retreating figure and snorted coldly.

"You old codger, how dare you act arrogantly in front of me? Wait until we meet in the ring, I'll tear you apart first!"

Wang Long didn't turn around, but simply raised his hand and waved it gently.

That gesture was like shooing away a noisy fly.

Tie Xiong's face was very ugly, but he couldn't lash out.

The smile on Zhao Pojun's face disappeared, and he gave instructions via telepathy.

"If we encounter anyone from the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence, leave no one alive!"

Qin Minglan was very satisfied with Wang Long's performance, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, praising him.

"You old fool, behave yourself. I always keep my word!"