Leaving the tomb was not difficult. Everyone realized that no more treasures could be found in this tomb, and many of the Saints who had followed Yan Xiaobao had given up trying to steal his treasures.
"Your Highness!" As he left the tomb, Yan Xiaobao imdiately heard the call of the Royal Guards the mont they saw the Third Prince. Looking at the external group, Yan Xiaobao noticed that the King was not present. This was sothing that made Yan Xiaobao’s heart tighten. When he looked at the Third Prince, Xiao Ye was staring straight at him. Shiu Ye’s lips curled into a brilliant smile, his eyes as dark as an endless abyss, making it hard to know what he was thinking.
"Your Highness, half of us will follow you back to Muchuen City, while the others will wait for the King’s return." One of the guards said, and without waiting for a response, many experts split into two groups, one following Yan Xiaobao and the Third Prince.
"Thinking we can travel with the shield of the Sun Kingdom," one of the guards muttered to his friend.
"These are experts from so of the important families from Muchuan City!" another exclaid, looking at Zhu Jun, Ye Ling, and Luo Qiang.
"Of course, they will be there to support the Third Prince, so he can explore the tomb without danger." another murmured, but when they noticed how the four experts stood behind Yan Xiaobao, all their thoughts suddenly stopped. These four experts carefully looked around, sotis sharing a few words with him; however, the respect they showed him made it seem as if he was their master.
When they saw this white-haired young man, everything they saw left the guards shocked. They spent so ti rifling through their mories before realizing that the person before them was likely the Great Marshall of the Divine Origin Beast Army.
Now, these guards were very confused about what had transpired. The Great Marshall of the Divine Origin Beast Army was soone they needed to respect. Although they needed to respect him, accepting him as their boss was another matter entirely. Calling him the boss ant they stood on his side. Did this an they no longer supported the Sun Kingdom? Why would they betray their own kingdom?
Thinking of this, sweat broke out on the experts’ faces, as they worried that the Saints they had previously relied on would suddenly ally with the beasts. If another war broke out, did this an their pillar would suddenly attack them? How absurd was this? Yet, it seed to be the case.
Not only the guards thought about this, but even though he was smiling, the Third Prince’s face didn’t bear a friendly deanor. His eyes were hard and looked unhappy. At first, he thought they called Yan Xiaobao’s boss as a joke, but after passing through the tomb, he understood the importance of Yan Xiaobao to these experts. Trying to involve them was impossible, and he had to give up even before attempting.
Hui Yue passed through the surroundings, noticing quite a few corpses. On the way to Muchuan City, there were lots of bandits, but none of these criminal groups were foolish enough to attack a group filled with Royal Guards and Saints like Yan Xiaobao’s. Bandits might be brave, but they were not stupid.
As it was, Yan Xiaobao soon reached Muchuan City with his friends. They traveled at the fastest speed and it only took two days.
Yan Xiaobao watched the movents of the Third Prince and even invited him for a walk. However, the Prince didn’t even glance at his guards, and Hui Yue found that if no one else was with them, he couldn’t arrange a face-to-face with the Prince. This left him unable to get revenge, and the small fla inside him burned with anger, screaming to be released, but Yan Xiaobao forced it down. He knew he had to endure. Just as they reached the high walls of Muchuan City, Ye Ye turned to Yan Xiaobao and gave a slight bow. "Thank you for allowing to travel with you. If you have any issues, please visit . The door is always open."
Thanking the Prince, Yan Xiaobao bowed to him and then watched as the Prince and his guards slowly disappeared into the castle. Hui Yue sighed deeply, gesturing for the others to follow him as they quickly headed to his mansion.
As soon as he opened the door, he found the mansion in the sa condition as before. Soon enough, the entire mansion realized that the master had returned.
As two children appeared before him, Yan Xiaobao suddenly saw a blurry entrance hall. Although neither of them dared touch him, they even seed scared to look at him. Both stared at the ground, their heads bowed, their hands restless, obviously unsure of what to do.
Behind them, after so ti, an old man in a gray robe appeared. Yan Xiaobao imdiately recognized him as the teacher he had previously employed. Before getting down, he nodded gently to the old man, so his head was level with the two children.
"You can’t kick us out!" Lao suddenly blurted. "We’ve worked hard! We’ve learned a lot. Please don’t kick us out!" he said, his voice hoarse, eyes red. Behind him was Qiao, her hands clutching a part of Lao’s clothes, silent tears streaming down her eyes.
Seeing the fear in the children’s eyes, Yan Xiaobao sighed, then placed Huli on the ground, pulling the two children into his arms. At first, both were shocked, rigid as boards, but they slowly felt the warmth of Yan Xiaobao. They soon began to cry aloud, as all their worries vanished without a trace.
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