Life is full of changes and things often go wrong, and this time is no exception.
Not long after Zhang Baoer's plan was made, another group of people came.
"arrive!"
In the joyful voice of the golden-robed old man, a man and two women flew out of the waterway mouth like balls of light and landed on the ground.
The difficulty is that he is twenty-three or four years old, wearing a jade crown, has a slender figure, and is a little thin, but no one will think that he can be bullied, because although his eyes are dull, a majestic and aloof air emanates from him for no reason.
People can't help but feel that they are inferior to others, and that this person is born like this. This is the kind of person who is talking about not being angry and being powerful.
This man's appearance is ordinary, even a little ugly, but he doesn't seem to care about his appearance. His head is not lowered, his steps are steady, neither fast nor slow, like a beast king patrolling. Zhang Baoer, who hastily glanced at him, feels like he is attracted by him.
The illusion of oppression.
The three of them did not have luminous stones, because this person was wearing a well-dressed robe of fiery red gold threads, which was extremely extraordinary. The radiance shone in all directions, illuminating the surroundings as brightly as the rising sun.
The other two women, who look to be in their thirties, are extremely beautiful and have proud figures. They are both wearing well-fitting snow-white silver-line palace dresses. Their brows are as quiet as autumn water, and they are pacing silently behind the young man.
The most unforgettable thing is their expression rather than their beauty, because there is an indescribable nobility and dignity between their eyebrows, like a fairy coming to the world...
"Old slave, pay homage to His Highness!"
The old man in gold robes was at the front, and he quickly walked up to meet a group of people. He looked respectful and bowed, as if his waist was about to be broken, like a slave!
"Kowtow to Your Highness!"
The people behind him even knelt on their knees and bowed in obeisance.
Zhang Baoer's heart sank. He would be a fool if he still couldn't see that the old man in gold robe was stalling for time to wait for this person to arrive. But with a quick glance, he guessed the young man's identity - Black
A descendant of the imperial clan of the Banner Empire.
However, his heart did not fluctuate violently due to the appearance of these three people. When the young man looked over, his eyes did not dodge, and he looked at him with interest and without fear.
Before the young man showed any doubts or dissatisfaction, a woman behind him took a step forward, looked at Zhang Baoer in a calm voice and said:
"Why don't you kneel?"
"Your Highness, he..."
"hehe."
The old man in gold robe was about to explain, but Zhang Baoer smiled and interrupted his words. Then he glanced at the woman indifferently and asked without answering:
"Why don't you kneel down?"
The woman frowned slightly, as if she didn't intend to reply, and everyone could see that she was about to take action.
But at this moment, I heard the young man say with precious words:
"Back off!"
"yes!"
The woman in palace clothes retreated after hearing the sound, and the young man also looked at Zhang Baoer with interest. There was doubt in his eyes. It seemed that the old man in gold robe had already learned all about Zhang Baoer in this short period of time.
Zhichuanyin told this person.
Everyone remained silent. Although they wanted to see what this person would do, they did not dare to raise their heads. The girl in the green skirt and others still knelt down - or because the young man did not tell them to get up.
Knowing that the young man was looking at him, Zhang Baoer didn't show any nervousness at all. He didn't even look at him. After taking a glass of poured juice from Master Huang, whose hands were trembling, he sat on the armchair and drank the juice.
Look at the young man.
At this moment, the young man spoke, his voice was flat and slightly indifferent, as if he were speaking to the vegetation and rocks:
"You stole my things."
Hearing this, Zhang Baoer was horrified and couldn't figure out how this person could see it, but... there was no expression on his face, a faint smile was always on his face, and he did not answer.
The old man in gold robe had a look of horror on his face, and his eyes were full of confusion. After all, they had already checked Zhang Baoer's space ring, and there was nothing in it.
"hehe."
The young man chuckled softly and sat down. A jade bench appeared behind him at some point. When his butt was in place, the bench was already waiting there. The young man was still sitting in the center position.
.
Although the bench is not small and there are many seats, there is no second person to sit on it.
After seeing his sitting posture, Zhang Baoer was sure that this person must be from the imperial clan of the Black Flag Empire, and his status was transcendent - he had seen this kind of sitting posture in TV dramas, and they all looked like emperors and princes.
Zhang Baoer wanted to ask him if he wasn't tired by sitting half-assed without leaning back. Of course, this was a joke.
When the young man took the jade cup from the woman who had not spoken just now, tasted it briefly and sent it back, he looked at Zhang Baoer again and asked with a faint smile on his face:
"You're not going to explain?"
The old man in golden robe is a supernatural monk, and so are the two middle-aged women. However, Zhang Baoer did not intend to lower his attitude because of this. He sneered and said in a light voice:
"none of your business?"
"Be bold!"
When the two women were about to make a move, they were overtaken by the old man in gold robes. After roaring, he did not make a move. Instead, he quickly looked at the young man with his peripheral vision, waiting for his instructions - he had already told him that Zhang Baoer seemed to have a lot of background.
, he would not dare to initiate such a thing rashly without His Highness's approval.
The young man didn't give him any hint, and suddenly laughed:
"Hahahaha...interesting! Interesting!"
However, when the second 'interesting' fell, the smile on his face disappeared. His face became stiff, his eyes were cold, and then his voice also turned cold:
"Two choices, either return the cauldron and kneel down in the city, or die!"
"oh?!"
Master Huang had already begun to tremble on his feet, but Zhang Baoer smiled nonchalantly:
"Are you sure?"
The young man didn't answer, and just looked at him with an indifferent expression, meaning: OK.
Then, there was a look of doubt in his eyes, because after Zhang Baoer asked and made sure that he was too lazy to speak, he actually picked up the little wolf cub that stumbled to his feet, took out a handkerchief and wiped the oil and water from its mouth...
...seems to have forgotten this matter.
From then on, there was no other sound in the stone room except the whining of the wolf cub.
After an unknown amount of time, the young man nodded and said calmly:
"You are qualified to follow me, and you will be able to hold the position of national scholar in a hundred years."
Hearing this, all those people looked horrified, even the two women in palace attire - there were only ten national scholars in the Black Flag Empire. Even if they were not top figures in the realm of supernatural powers, they were also great figures with unparalleled intelligence.
A wise man's status in the Black Flag Empire is equal to that of a prince, second only to other national masters... This is an extremely high level of treatment.
Zhang Baoer was stunned for a moment, but he came back to his senses after a moment. Just as he was about to shake his head and say "not interested," his words came out again:
"How can I see it?"
Hearing that he did not immediately agree or refuse, but instead asked "rudely", the young man was also stunned, and then finally leaned his back on the bench and said softly:
"You seem to have guessed my identity. You dare to talk to Wu Tianxiu like this even though you know my identity... You are either a genius or an idiot. I don't think you are an idiot!"
Hearing this, both Zhang Baoer and Master Huang were shocked. The name Wu Tianxiu could be said to be like thunder. He was the second son of the emperor Wu Guanming, and together with his brother Wu Tianxiu, he was called the twin sons of the emperor.
His father, Wu Guanming, had mediocre qualifications, and everyone said that he might not be able to inherit the throne. The one who would inherit the throne might be one of the twins. If this is the case, then what he just said about the national scholar seems to be true.
Master Huang's heart was beating wildly, and he looked at Zhang Bao'er with burning eyes, but Zhang Bao'er slapped him!
Snap!
Then, in the eyes of everyone who was puzzled and shocked, he looked at Master Huang angrily and said:
"Things that don't live up to expectations will come back the more you practice, the more you practice?! We monks are looking for great freedom, otherwise why should we compete with God for our lives?!"
Master Huang was trembling physically and mentally, the light in his pupils was uncertain, but he broke into a cold sweat for a moment, and he quickly bowed and said:
"Disciple knows his mistake!"
Zhang Baoer nodded and turned his gaze to Wu Tianxiu, only to see that Wu Tianxiu had changed his appearance, with a grim look on his face.
"You dare to refuse me?"
Hearing these words, Zhang Baoer smiled. When Wu Tianxiu's body began to tremble with anger, he changed the topic and said lightly:
"Before, there was a sacred eagle on the cliff."
This sentence was a bit nondescript and puzzling. It turned out that they knew about the Holy Eagle, but they didn't understand why Zhang Baoer said it at this time.
Wu Tianxiu suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly:
"What's the meaning?"
His eyes were cold, and it was very uncomfortable to look at him, so Zhang Baoer looked at his fingers, while his fingers were tapping the armrests of the chair, and he chuckled softly:
"It used to be there, but now it's gone."
It was still a strange sentence, and everyone still couldn't react immediately - except Master Huang. After thinking about the conversation between Zhang Baoer and the forehead-eyed wolf demon king that night in the Lingtian Sect, he suddenly understood something, and his waist straightened up.
Seeing that Wu Tianxiu and others were puzzled, Zhang Baoer secretly sighed that he looked down upon Wu Tianxiu, and said unceremoniously:
"What I mean is, let alone you, even if your grandfather comes, you are not qualified to make me surrender!"
"Be bold!"
"The traitor is so brave!"
…
Seeing a group of people yelling, Zhang Baoer shook his head - are these people so cultivated that their brains are not working well? Or are they that they have been aloof for a long time and will not think about things in a way that is not good for them?
"Shut up!"
Wu Tianxiu stood up and shouted angrily.
After everyone shut up in fear, he squinted at Zhang Baoer and said:
"Is it related to you?"
"clever!"
Zhang Baoer nodded without blushing and said seriously:
"When the Eagle Slayer meets me, he will call me 'little bastard'!"
The words "little bastard" are not deceptive. Although his cheap wife's status is extremely high, it did happen that his daughter Tang Tiantian was beaten by him.
For this kind of villain who beats his daughter, no matter what father he is, he will angrily call him "little bastard". Even if he doesn't call him "little bastard", he will still call him a similar title, such as: little killer, beast, and heartless boy.