Chapter 761: Chapter 86: Mr. Wen He, Li Guanyi Cos!_4
Ling Pingyang said, “Lord seems to think so too.”
Li Guanyi said, “Right, since we are here, why even talk about rest.”
“We won’t be at ease until we bring this lad back.”
Because, in the letter that ca with Yan Daiqing’s correspondence, there was a phrase from Elder Pang, the enduring strategist reminded Li Guanyi that if a strategist expert in devising plans for himself proposed four strategies for Li Guanyi that perfectly integrated the Farr School and the Qilin Army,
it surely wasn’t a change of heart, but a test.
Using top-notch strategies as bait for the test, employing his own highly ingenious thods.
In such circumstances, they had to act quickly.
Thus, Ling Pingyang and Li Guanyi set out, and Shaking Light reached out to grab hold of the youth’s sleeve. Li Guanyi turned back to look, and the silver-haired girl’s voice condensed as she reached out to touch the flask at Li Guanyi’s waist.
And then the circulating breath shifted.
Mystical Skills layered upon each other and fell upon it, Li Guanyi lowered his head and saw the shining light on the flask light up, then extinguished. He could see the girl’s gaze serene, her eyelashes long.
Shaking Light withdrew her hand.
She said, “I have used a Mystical Skill that will make people subconsciously ignore this flask.”
“You should know how to use it.”
Li Guanyi exclaid in delight, “Haha, excellent!”
The young man and Ling Pingyang went out, where at the main door, nurous people waited, even including the gentle and refined young ladies from various families, their eyes showing so impatience as well as curiosity, but regardless of whether the sentint was impatience or malice, it was pure.
There were back doors as well.
The silver-haired girl stretched out a finger pointing towards the crimson high wall over there.
Hence, Marquis Qin Wu of Jiangnan, and the young generation’s foremost Cavalry General Ling Pingyang exchanged looks.
Ling Pingyang said, “There might also be people outside.”
Li Guanyi said, “Shaking Light is an experienced Great Grandmaster!”
The silver-haired girl stood quietly, nodding her head.
The two fad generals climbed over the wall together.
The silver-haired girl thought for a mont, seeing a jar turned upside down, she extended her hand, pressing against the large ceramic jar. First placing her right foot in the middle, a posture that looked like it would cause her to fall and one from which it seed impossible to exert force, yet it was as if sothing special was supporting her weight.
Using her hands and knees together, Shaking Light successfully climbed atop the large jar.
She then tiptoed to peer at the street outside, where the carriages of each family were luxurious, led by Exotic Beasts. The young ladies from various families gathered together, chatting with laughter, their eyes pure and clean, so of them reluctant to co.
But the fathers and brothers who used to be approachable and gentle, the grandmothers and mothers, forced them to co, complaining about this. The silver-haired girl watched them, then thought to herself.
We are different.
She felt no enmity towards these people, rely watching these girls who managed to be cheerful and innocent amidst chaotic tis, then watching so young n and won selling fruits along the street not far away.
Every person is different.
The young girl spread her hands, from escapes, to the Qilin Hunting Conference, to Jiangnan, to the Gongsun Family.
Her Mystical Skills had been put to use.
Therefore, she was a companion.
A companion who would not be abandoned.
“Breaking Army is a ‘beauty’.”
“He wants to win over because he thinks he is inferior to .”
The silver-haired girl carefully slid down from the top, first letting her tiptoes touch the ground, followed by her heels, as her feet throbbed with pain, followed by a tingling sensation, which lasted a while before the feeling of a muscle being pulled slowly dissipated.
Shaking Light bent down to pat off the dirt that had stuck to her robe.
Her tone, without causing any Ripples, naturally said:
“So, I too am a ‘beauty’.”
Li Guanyi eagerly headed for the Academy in Central State, and there was an enthusiastic Qilin lying on his shoulder; and another path, leading from the Imperial Palace of the Great Emperor towards the Academy, was also bustling.
The Great Emperor, disheveled and lacking his usual handso appearance, was walking over in his usual clothes.
Inside the Academy.
Mr. Wen He gazed at the alchemist’s talisman on the table that suddenly caught fire, fell into contemplation, then shook a Divination Tube, laying out a row of ancient Coins on the table, before seeing the old Coins clatter and split from the middle.
“Is there danger?”
He picked up a bundle he had placed under the table, sared it across his face, donning a Human Skin Mask, flung his hand to cast a circle of powder to erase traces, as the doorman called out:
“Mr. Wen He, Mr. Wen He, there is a visitor.”
Mr. Wen He emotionlessly said, “Just say I’m sleeping.”
“Oh dear, I’m sorry, visitor, my master says he’s sleeping!”
Mr. Wen He felt the boy was betraying him.
With a glance, he vaulted over the wall, making no sound as he landed—a match for a top-notch thief.
Turning around, a shadow fell before him, and he saw a person dressed as a Taoist, next to a robust man, yet with a scholarly air about him, precisely blocking the way.
Li Guanyi, with rich experience of crouching in corners, slowly curled up the corners of his mouth.
He said in a mild tone, “Mr. Wen He.”
“Long admired.”
“I am Li Guanyi from Jiangnan.”
The youth grabbed Mr. Wen He’s arm with one hand, his smile bright and enthusiastic:
“Where are you off to?”
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