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Beiting Huang murmured and suddenly startled Dongfang Jiao and others. Seeing the unusual expression on his face, everyone instantly calmed down. Ximen Song frowned and asked, “Young Master Jing, are you feeling unwell?”

Lord Beiting Jing shook his head, lifting his hand to stroke Beiting Huang’s hair. The doting look in his eyes was almost overflowing as a slight smile played on his lips, “No matter what happens, big brother will always support you, Little Ninth, don’t be afraid!”

Beiting Huang had not expected that Lord Beiting Jing could have so many thoughts in just a mere minute. She leaned into Lord Beiting Jing’s embrace, her head nuzzling against his chest contentedly, “Mm, big brother, me too, I will always support you!”

“Emma, alright, can you two not be so nauseating? Must you show off your sibling love like this, afraid we wouldn’t know you two are related?” Dongfang Jiao felt an indescribable mix of envy and resentment. After arriving in Yan City, he hadn’t even held hands with Little Ninth, “Little Ninth, let’s go, after we eat we can take a stroll. I heard that in Yan City, you can even buy divine weapons on the streets; I’m absolutely dying to see that!”

Before coming here, his grandfather had told him to use his time in Yan City to enhance his strength. After the grand event of Yan City was over, the Alliance Empire was planning to send him out.

The very thought of being sent out had kept Dongfang Jiao awake with excitement for several days. If he was to be sent out and needed to strengthen his strength, without a doubt, it meant he would be accompanying Little Ninth to ensure her safety.

A few young fellows, led by Beiting Huang, were about to go shopping when word came from the city that Liu Xu had returned. It was perfect timing for his return, as Beiting Huang was not familiar with Yan City either, but Liu Xu, being a local, would make things much easier.

“Captain, when I heard you were in Yan City, I rushed back from the Imperial College without stopping. You don’t know how envious Xuanyuan Po was; he begged to come with me, but I didn’t have the patience to wait for him!” Liu Xu was intensely astonished by Beiting Huang, not even bothering with his meal as he led Beiting Huang and the group towards the outer city.

“Well done, you’ve reached Spirit Sect already!” Beiting Huang recognized Liu Xu’s strength at a glance and couldn’t help but praise him.

A bit embarrassed, Liu Xu scratched his head. He of course could not see through Beiting Huang’s strength but felt his aura had become more subdued, like a sword sheathed in its scabbard, not showing its edge, yet giving off an extremely dangerous vibe, “Captain, all eight members of our Iron Blood team have reached the Spirit Sect under the hefty push of Dean Nan Ling, but compared to you, Captain, we are far, far behind.”

The level of Beiting Huang’s strength—if he didn’t say it, even Lord Beiting Jing wouldn’t know to this day. However, everyone was very clear about the pace of Beiting Huang’s advancement; even if they all tried, they couldn’t keep up with him. He had already reached One-Sword God Rank when he left Danska City. With the God Rank strength he possessed, all of them combined, even with the backing of Yan City and Huang City, could not achieve that without at least a decade.

“First, let’s go take a stroll through the streets. When it gets later, we shall find a painted barge by the lake, hire a few women to play and sing, and while rowing, we can admire the night view of Yan City, talk, drink, how does that sound?” Liu Xu suggested as the group flew out towards the outer city.