Pei Yunzhao’s face completely fell, but the Hu Family in the Capital City is considered a top-tier aristocracy in Ze Country, and holds its ground in the Governor’s Mansion. However, Pei Yunzhao alone cannot represent the entire Governor’s Mansion.
Although he holds an important position in the Capital, he only has a small amount of real power in his hands, whereas Hu Qiong is genuinely an aristocratic descendant.
If not necessary, he doesn’t want to easily offend the people from the Capital City.
But this doesn’t an he is willing to let himself be insulted just like that.
"Hmph! I surely can’t control how your Hu Family acts domineeringly in the Capital, but my Governor’s Mansion is not yet so submissive to let others trample over."
"That Bamboo Demon, my subordinates and I surrounded it for half a month and nearly succeeded. At the critical mont, this person intervened and took the benefit for himself. This boy acts arrogantly, letting the tiger loose to harm people. Since I have already invoked the Pharaoh, this matter will not end like this!"
Pei Yunzhao’s attitude wasn’t exactly confrontational, but it was clear that he would not retreat without a proper explanation.
Hu Qiong glanced lightly, looking at the old man invited by Pei Yunzhao, becoming secretly cautious at heart.
Sea Expansion Peak.
This Governor’s Mansion truly regards a re Governor very highly, even dispatching a Sea Expansion Peak expert to shield him.
However, his Hu Family is not short of people either, and compared to a Governor’s Mansion, clearly, that young man who could casually throw out top-grade spiritual stones is more worth befriending.
Hu Qiong let out a cold snort, taking a copper-bone iron fan from his waist. With a flick of the fan, the wind in the city suddenly intensified, and within an hour, the layered and surging gusts were torn apart by seemingly giant hands, the sharp breath invaded the skin.
"I want to see how you, brat, will act arrogantly again!"
The many cultivators in the city would not give Hu Qiong alone the chance to curry favor. Between the Governor’s Mansion and the wealthy young lord, it’s self-evident who to flatter for more gain.
"The demons of the world have no master, whoever can, wins them. Since you couldn’t successfully hunt it, it’s your own lack of ability, how can you bla others? The Governor’s Mansion acts so unreasonably, we at Qingdao Mansion would like to ddle in this affair."
"The Governor’s Mansion stirs up trouble in the secular Capital City, disregarding the law, and I cannot sit idly by!"
"Ha, this is said as if the Four Seas are like the Governor’s Mansion’s backyard, you hunt demons, and others cannot?"
Just entering the city, without even touching Baili An’s hem, has ignited the wrath of many. Pei Yunzhao trembled with anger, not knowing why all sides would simultaneously defend this arrogant boy.
"Distorting right and wrong! Stirring up trouble! That Bamboo Demon, today I must..."
"Governor..." The old man pretending to nap on the side finally spoke, "An ordinary Loose Cultivator, it can’t make a group of people shield and favor him. This isn’t Fengquan County, the Governor must act with consideration."
The implication was clear: the young man who took away the demon slave he favored perhaps had a background not as simple as he thought.
Upon this reminder, Pei Yunzhao’s face froze, reluctantly saying, "But with the Tianxi Sword Sect’s disciple recruitnt date approaching, if I miss this spiritual demon, how can I be confident to engrave the Sword Spirit to be recruited in ti?"
The old man pondered for a mont, "The threshold for Tianxi Sword Sect is extrely high, even if the Governor has engraved the Sword Spirit, it only makes the threshold slightly higher than ordinary disciples. Why offend this group of cultivators for a small demon? I’ve heard that Hu Family’s son, who disappeared for more than a decade, recently returned to the Capital. The Governor’s Mansion has so connections with the Lin Family.
Since it’s difficult to hunt demons for Soul Attachnt, why not focus more on the Lin Family? The Young Marquis of the Lin Family is a student of Upper Sun Palace, taught by the State Preceptor, of extraordinary status. If you can get a recomndation letter from the Young Marquis, whether to perform Soul Attachnt becos less important."
After the old man’s patient counsel, Pei Yunzhao’s stubbornness faded, although resentfully, he glanced at Baili An, coldly saying, "Were it not for the greater matter at hand, today’s incident would not end so easily!"
With that, Pei Yunzhao waved his arm and led the crowd out of the city with great montum.
Hu Qiong, shaking the iron fan in his hand, coldly laughed, "Such is those who co from the Governor’s Mansion!"
anwhile, he kept stealing glances at Baili An’s reaction.
Unfortunately, the young lord didn’t react much, not putting Pei Yunzhao’s provocations and threats in mind, and led the carts of demons away.
Although the city’s inns were full, the scene that unfolded in the streets was clearly witnessed by the residents.
Even figures revered by cultivators in the city, naturally, the city’s residents dared not show any negligence. Without needing Baili An to look for accommodation, the City Lord promptly ca forward to welco him enthusiastically, preparing the largest guest house individually for Baili An to reside in.
In the cool courtyard, Baili An crushed the Yuanhuang Pill into water to form an ointnt, treating the wounds on the little Bamboo Demon’s arm.
The young Bamboo Demon, though young, could endure a lot of pain. The process of applying the ointnt was extrely painful, but she didn’t utter a sound, her temples’ hair dampened with sweat, her pale lips tightly pressed.
Once Baili An finished bandaging the wounds, she looked as if she had just been fished out of the water.
"Endure the pain tonight, by tomorrow morning, the bones should be healed. While the Yuanhuang Pill is painful to use, its healing effect is quite good," Baili An took a clean handkerchief to wipe off the blood from his fingertips.
The little Bamboo Demon lifted her weak fingers, struggling to dress herself, her eyes watery in the night. She looked up at Baili An, hesitantly saying, "At that ti, I thought..."
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