After killing this so-called ferocious general, Han Jiulin immediately planned to walk away. However, upon seeing this, the young marquis of Anning House immediately trotted forward dragging his seriously injured body, followed closely behind Han Jiulin and said loudly:
"Gongzi Lin, Gongzi Lin! Please wait a moment, I want to be your teacher and learn my skills from you!"
After hearing this, Han Jiulin stopped, turned his eyes to the thin and stubborn young man, and asked: "Boy, how old are you this year?"
"Ten... thirteen years old," the stubborn young man hesitated.
Han Jiulin said: "You have only reached the third level of Qi training at the age of thirteen, and you are still the young prince of An Ninghou Mansion, so you must not lack any training resources."
"Under such circumstances, your cultivation level is only this small. This can only mean that you have no talent for cultivation. In this case, why should I accept you as my disciple?"
The stubborn young man said: "Just because I can see that you must be extremely disgusted, even disgusted, with that Feihonghou Meng Haoran, I also look down on this hypocrite, and even if I don't have the qualifications to practice, at least I still have the identity of the Anning Houfu.
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"With the power of An Ninghou Mansion, I will definitely be able to help you deal with this villain!"
Han Jiulin said: "How did you see that I hate Feihonghou Meng Haoran?"
The stubborn young man replied: "Sir, if you don't hate Meng Haoran, a hypocrite, why did you kill four vicious generals from Feihonghou Mansion over such a trivial matter?"
"Although this hypocrite Meng Haoran is extremely hateful, he is, after all, a popular figure beside Emperor Canglan and holds a lot of power in his hands. As the owner of Ghost Villa, there is no need for you to offend such a powerful enemy, right?"
Han Jiulin smiled and said: "Well, I may not have the talent for cultivation, but my mind is still clear.
Boy, as the young prince of the Anning Palace in the empire, you actually want to become a disciple of a murderous demon like me..."
"If your seniors in An Ninghou Mansion, who are highly skilled in cultivation, find out about this, they will definitely treat you with a cold shoulder, or even exclude and suppress you. Aren't you worried at all?"
When the stubborn young man heard this, he clenched his fists tightly and bit his lip with his bright white teeth, and then shouted: "I have never wanted to go back to the Anning Marquis Mansion, let alone be a little Marquis with an empty title.
Got it!"
Han Jiulin recalled the time when he first traveled to the Shenwu Continent from this stubborn young man, so he walked up and patted his thin shoulder, and then said:
"Boy, you must have been secretly laughed at by many people when you were in the Anning Marquis Mansion, and you were looked down upon by others. Even as the young Marquis of the Anning Marquis Mansion, you couldn't get anyone's respect from the bottom of their hearts, right?"
The young man looked bitter, sighed, and then slowly said: "Not only in the Marquis Mansion, but now I am afraid that the entire imperial capital is laughing at me, the so-called little Marquis of Anning Mansion..."
Han Jiulin said: "Boy, do you know why this is?
Because your cultivation is too weak. In this Shenwu Continent, strength is always respected. So what if you are a prince?
If you don’t have enough cultivation level, you will still be ridiculed by others!”
"But if your practice is strong enough, who would dare to laugh at you?
Who dares not to respect you from the bottom of his heart, the young prince of An Ninghou Mansion?"
The stubborn young man heard some clues from Han Jiulin's words, and then showed a look of joy on his face and said: "So you are considering accepting me as your apprentice?"
"We'll talk about this later. I feel a powerful aura approaching."
Han Jiulin said without comment.
The stubborn young man said: "It must be those people from Feihonghou Mansion who are chasing me. It's okay. This place is very close to my home. Why don't you go to my house to take shelter for a while."
"I think that no matter how daring Feihonghou is, he will never dare to break into my Anninghou Mansion blatantly!"
Although Han Jiulin was extremely worried about Mrs. Bichi in An Ninghou Mansion, that powerful aura was rapidly approaching, and it might be Feihong Hou Meng Haoran who came to hunt him down in person.
Under such circumstances, there was no room for Han Jiulin to hesitate any longer. He nodded and lifted the thin young man up, and then disappeared into the night with a movement of his body.
Soon after, Han Jiulin took the stubborn young man outside the extremely luxurious Anning Hou Mansion.
Just when Han Jiulin and the stubborn young man arrived at the Marquis of Anning's Mansion, two teams of guards in heavy armor rushed out of the gate from the Marquis' Mansion.
When the guards in An Ninghou Mansion saw Han Jiulin carrying the young prince they were looking for, they naturally lined up on the spot and stared at Han Jiulin with cold eyes, as if they were about to fight.
"Don't do it, it was this gentleman who saved me!"
Seeing this situation, the stubborn young man said quickly.
Then, surrounded by a group of maids, a beautiful woman who appeared to be in her early twenties slowly emerged from the Anning Marquis' mansion. Her hair was smooth and translucent, and her face was as white and flawless as if she were the queen of a country.
In the Marquis of Anning's Mansion, Mrs. Bichi was naturally the only one to be so beautiful.
"Tianqi, you are back safely, huh?
Who dared to hurt you like this?"
When Mrs. Bichi saw Qin Tianqi, she quickly stepped forward and expressed concern. She seemed to really care about this son.
"It has nothing to do with you, and you don't have to worry about me!"
Qin Tianqi's feelings towards his mother are very complicated. After what happened today, he is even more angry about why she behaves like this, making the world laugh at her.
So after Qin Tianqi glared at Mrs. Bichi, he immediately pulled Han Jiulin and walked into the Marquis Anning's Mansion.
When Mrs. Bichi faced this situation, she bit her red lips slightly and tried hard not to let the tears fall from her eyes.
"lady?"
A beautiful maid behind Mrs. Bichi stepped forward and expressed concern.
"I'm fine. Since the young Marquis has returned safely, everyone should return to the Marquis' mansion."
While speaking, Mrs. Bichi glanced at Han Jiulin's figure, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help showing doubts. She really couldn't imagine why Lin, the evil master of Ghost Villa, would stay with her son.
The situation in the imperial capital was unpredictable. Overnight, one-third of the twelve fierce generals under Feihong Hou Meng Haoran's command were lost, and all of them died at the hands of Gongzi Lin, the master of Ghost Villa.
Last night, Feihong Hou Meng Haoran had dispatched a large number of manpower to guard various passages in the imperial capital to ensure that Young Master Lin could never leave the imperial capital.
At this time, after the news spread throughout the imperial capital, not only Feihonghou Mansion, but even many princes were angered by Gongzilin's actions. They assisted Feihonghou Meng Haoran in dispatching troops to patrol the imperial capital day and night, vowing to dig out Gongzilin's whereabouts.