Chapter 82

As the sun set in the west, a rare snow-white ship sailed through the golden waves of the vast sea.

"Master, we are approaching Yunmeng City."

A handsome young man in white stood on the deck and said loudly.

He had a strong and handsome face, with long golden hair that was curly and fluffy. His eyes had a light golden iris, which was very different from ordinary people. Standing at the bow of the ship, he exuded a heroic demeanor, with a long sword hanging from his waist. Bathed in the golden light of the sunset, he looked like a fine young man who could instantly make young girls fall in love.

Such a person was clearly from one of the other grand cities, not someone nurtured in a small seaside town like Yunmeng City.

A middle-aged man with a purple lute case stood behind the young man.

The middle-aged man was about forty years old, tall and slender, with a ruddy complexion. A dark red sword scar ran from his left eyebrow to his temple, a wound from his early years, giving his face a peculiar aura of evil and ferocity.

Standing to the right of the young man, the middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Po Tian, it's been three years since we last returned to Yunmeng City. What are your thoughts on seeing him again?"

The young man smiled slightly and said, "A fledgling eagle only realizes how vast the sky is after leaving the nest, and a fish only realizes how vast the ocean is after entering it. After seeing the vastness of the sea and sky, the nest seems dark and the stream seems shallow. If it weren't for accompanying you to fulfill the three-year agreement, I would never return here."

The middle-aged man laughed heartily.

The sound of his laughter pierced the clouds and waves, causing several sea birds in the distance to fall into the waves, tilting and swaying. A few sailors near the deck also covered their ears, showing signs of pain.

A moment later.

The ship docked at the Yunmeng City port.

The port had a semi-military nature.

The soldiers of Yunmeng Guard patrolled the various docks.

A luxurious carriage with the golden thorn bird emblem was already waiting at the first dock. The middle-aged man with the lute and the golden-haired young man disembarked from the ship, and immediately an old man who looked like a butler, accompanied by ten men in brocade armor, came forward to welcome them and escort them into the luxurious carriage.

The carriage quickly left the port and sped towards Yunmeng City.

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At the City Lord's residence.

The usually calm and composed City Lord Ling Junxuan, after listening to the report from his second brother Li Luoran, trembled and dropped the teacup lid, which shattered on the ground.

He was stunned for a moment, then a hint of helpless smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Keep this matter from Lady for now."

Ling Junxuan said.

As soon as he finished speaking,

"What matter are you keeping from me?"

A graceful and beautiful middle-aged woman slowly walked in, with delicate features and a face that had a rare sharpness, giving her a strong and fierce aura.

Ling Junxuan, who was in his forties, was usually gentle and refined and had a high reputation in the city. Upon seeing his wife Qin Lanshu, his demeanor instantly changed, and he quickly stood up, saying, "It's not a big deal. Aren't you busy preparing to receive the [Sword Saint] Bai Haqin from Baiyun City? It's just a small matter, so there's no need to bother you."

Qin Lanshu did not speak, her gaze flicked over the shattered teacup lid on the ground, then returned to Ling Junxuan.

The City Lord was known for being afraid of his wife. Under her gaze, he immediately confessed, saying helplessly, "Your little phoenix seems to be in love."

Qin Lanshu was slightly taken aback, then scolded, "What kind of father talks about his daughter like that?" She then looked at Li Luoran and said, "Second Brother Li, what exactly happened?"

Li Luoran gave Ling Junxuan an apologetic smile, then recounted everything that happened at the training camp.

"Lin Beichen?"

When Qin Lanshu heard these three words, she almost exploded on the spot.

In the noble circles of Yunmeng City, who hasn't heard of this wastrel's name?

Let alone a daughter, even if a son had any contact with this scoundrel, any parent would go mad.

Hearing that her most precious daughter had developed romantic feelings for Lin Beichen, Qin Lanshu instantly felt a sense of darkness and the world losing its color, as if the end of the world had arrived.

But her noble upbringing allowed her to control her emotions.

"Where is Chen now?"

Qin Lanshu asked.

Li Luoran replied, "I had already brought her back to the residence, but after bathing, she insisted on going to the academy..."

"She just doesn't want to see the people from Baiyun City, she's becoming more and more disobedient." Qin Lanshu glared at her husband and said, "Go, you personally go to the Royal Junior Academy and bring your little phoenix back. Master Bai is one of the three famous swords of Baiyun City; how can he not be seen? We can't indulge her whims."

"Alright."

Ling Junxuan immediately stood up with a smile, without a word, and rushed out of the residence to the academy to fetch his daughter.

Qin Lanshu watched her husband's back and shook her head helplessly.

At this moment, a servant came in to report, "Lady, the person you asked Manager Huang to receive has arrived at the main gate."

"Second Brother Li, Master Bai has arrived. Go with me to receive him."

Li Luoran nodded and accompanied Qin Lanshu out.

At the main gate of the Ling residence.

The redwood gate with golden rivets was four meters wide on each panel.

The gate was as wide as a city gate, with ten red-armored warriors on each side, tall and imposing, exuding a fierce aura, clearly experts among experts.

The gate had no steps, so the carriage could drive directly in after it was opened.

But in the entire Yunmeng City, only a few carriages had the right to drive directly through this gate.

The carriage with the golden thorn bird emblem passed through the gate and stopped in the front courtyard.

The incomparably handsome young man Cao Potian stood behind his master, turned his head to look at the imposing main gate of the City Lord's residence, and a faint hint of pride appeared on his face.

Three years ago, when he stood here, he could only stand with his head down, hunched like a passerby, feeling an involuntary sense of awe. But now, looking at it...

Ha ha, it's nothing more than that.

Without the aura of power, the main gate of the residence was now just an ordinary structure of bricks and tiles in his eyes.

After three years, he had the right to look down on everything in this small city.

Including every person in this residence.

"Master Bai, you must be tired from the journey."

Qin Lanshu, the former first beauty of Fengyu Province and the lady of the City Lord's residence, led the people of the residence out from the central hall, with a dignified demeanor and a smile, like a warm spring breeze.

Bai Haqin had a haughty expression and nodded slightly.

Cao Potian's gaze swept over Qin Lanshu's side, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

She didn't come out to welcome us?

The little phoenix of Yunmeng City, still so proud in front of people from Baiyun City, is truly laughable. Does she really think that the small sense of superiority she has from being spoiled in a remote and poor place can surpass the supreme reputation of the century-old sword art sanctuary of Baiyun City?