"Hey, have you heard? The young master of the Lin family in Luofeng City has gone crazy and killed the Embroidered Uniform Guards in the streets of the city."
"Not only that, I heard that the young master of the Lin family massacred the Wu family of Luofeng City. More than 30 members of the Wu family, young and old, were all killed."
"Is this true? Isn't the young master of the Lin family a hereditary captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard? How could he do such a cruel thing that would ruin his own future?"
"These are all minor matters. I heard that Xu Bashan, the captain of Luofeng City, and Wang Huancheng, the garrison commander of Luoying Town, both died in the garrison..."
"What? Who killed him?"
"I don't know. No one has been caught, and we don't know who the murderer is..."
In a teahouse on the street, several people on the road were talking in low voices.
The teahouse is not big, just a thatched house with a large awning outside and four square tables under the awning.
This teahouse is located three hundred miles west of Luofeng City. Because it is adjacent to Fenglan City, its business is not bad.
At this time, three of the four square tables were occupied by guests.
There were five people at the table, four men and one woman. They looked like merchants traveling to the city to sell goods. There were two horse-drawn carriages parked on the side of the road, piled high with goods.
There was a table next to the five people, with two young men and women.
The man was in his early twenties, dressed in brocade clothes, with a long sword at his waist.
The woman next to him was in her twenties, wearing a long brocade dress. She added tea to the man from time to time, and seemed to be the man's maid.
At the innermost table, there was a lone man wearing a conical hat, his face invisible, and plain clothes. In front of him was a long cloth bag, which, judging from its shape, should contain a sword.
In one day, Lin Fan chased for three hundred miles, but did not see the Embroidered Uniform Guards or the luxurious carriage.
This made him extremely anxious and worried.
When he wanted to go to the East King's residence without hesitation, he suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.
King of the East.
In the Qianyuan Dynasty, he was the first person to rule the Eastern Region.
Rumor has it that this Eastern King reached the innate realm thirty years ago and once challenged Zhang Jiuxiao, the dragon of the Southern Wilderness.
No one knows the outcome of the battle, but it is known that after that battle, the King of the East received an order from the court to garrison in the Eastern Region and became the overlord of the Eastern Region.
Thirty years ago, he reached the innate realm. It was rumored that he had reached the peak of the innate realm. After all, with the status and position of the King of the East, it was not a difficult task at all.
The peak of innateness.
That is an existence that Lin Fan can only look up to and cannot reach at all at the moment.
If I go directly to the East Prince's Mansion, I'm afraid I won't even be able to see the East Prince.
Two years.
There are still a little more than two years left, and I must reach the Xiantian level.
Yaoer, wait for me.
Wait for your brother to rescue you.
Lin Fan clenched his fists tightly, his face beneath his bamboo hat filled with determination.
He became more and more eager to join Tongtian Academy.
Only an immortal gate like Tongtian Academy can give him the opportunity to reach the innate level within two years.
Only those who have reached the innate level are qualified to have a dialogue with the King of the East.
"Boss, bring me some tea. I'm so thirsty."
Just as Lin Fan was thinking, a deep voice came.
Outside the pergola, an old woman in plain clothes and a veil covering her face was walking slowly into the teahouse, holding the hand of a pretty young girl.
The girl was about twelve or thirteen years old, with delicate features and charming eyes full of tenderness, like an exquisite porcelain doll.
Yao...Yao'er!?
Lin Fan's body trembled violently, and he subconsciously stood up. His face hidden under the bamboo hat was full of surprise.
I never thought that I would see Yaoer here?
"What a cute little sister."
The maid between the master and servant's eyes lit up, and when the girl passed by, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand, as if she wanted to touch the girl's head.
Buzz!
As the woman raised her hand, a terrifying aura burst out from the old woman in plain clothes in front of her and instantly suppressed the maid.
The maid's body was shaking, she couldn't stand steadily, blood was flowing out of her mouth and nose, and she fell to the side.
"My dear senior, I am ignorant and just thought the child was cute. Please forgive me."
The young man next to her didn't bother to help the maid, and let her fall headfirst. He apologized with a pale face and clasped his fists.
The terrifying aura unleashed by the old woman in plain clothes also made the young man who was suppressing her feel very uncomfortable.
Lin Fan, who was standing by, also sat back on the bench in an instant.
It's not that he wants to sit back.
Instead, he was also suppressed by that powerful aura and sat down.
Lin Fan, whose face was covered by a bamboo hat, had a look of despair on his face.
innate.
A congenitally strong person.
It was quiet in the teahouse.
The terrifying innate aura has suppressed everyone.
"One is at the fourth level of bone forging, one is at the first level of bone forging, and one... hehe!"
The old woman in plain clothes glanced at the young man and Lin Fan one by one, sneered, ignored everyone else, and walked towards the empty table.
Lin Fan and his companions did not reveal any aura, but they were seen through at a glance. It was indeed the power of perception that only the strong ones in the innate realm could possess.
The old woman in plain clothes was obviously issuing a warning and also trying to intimidate them.
I am innate.
I'm just a bone-forging ant, it's best not to cause trouble.
Lin Fan's face had become ferocious under the bamboo hat, and he raised his head slightly.
Lin Yao was only twelve or thirteen years old, and her height only reached the chest and shoulders of the old woman in plain clothes. When Lin Fan's face was large enough for Lin Yao to see, the bamboo hat still blocked the old woman's view.
Lin Yao was pulled forward by her. She seemed to have noticed it and tilted her little head slightly, but did not look.
Her eyes closed slightly, a hint of surprise on her face.
Another flash and gone.
It's my brother.
My brother came to save me...
Even though she hadn't seen Lin Fan's face clearly, Lin Yao could still feel that the man in the bamboo hat was her brother Lin Fan.
But soon, the surprise on Lin Yao's face disappeared, and she followed the old woman in plain clothes obediently to the empty table and sat facing Lin Fan.
Lin Fan tightened his grip and slowly grasped the long cloth bag on the table. Veins bulged on the back of his hand.
"Here I come."
A man walked out of the teahouse, holding a teapot and two cups in his hands.
When he walked to Lin Fan's side, the man seemed to slow down his pace intentionally and stood between the two tables where the old woman in plain clothes and Lin Fan were sitting.
The teahouse owner...
Lin Fan's brows twitched slightly.
"I have met Madam."
The teahouse owner poured tea and placed it in front of the plain-clothed old woman and Lin Yao in turn. Then he bowed and said, "Luofeng City is deserted, and we haven't been able to find Miss Lin's brother, Lin Fan."
Lin Fan's heart trembled.
Are they looking for themselves?
He subconsciously wanted to pull his hat down.
But just as he raised his hand, he suddenly thought of something. Without any hesitation, he picked up the tea bowl in front of him and took a sip.