Gong Dian is recognized as one of the strongest masters in Kyoto. He has experienced many trials of life and death in his life, but he never thought that he would meet such a powerful figure in the heavily guarded Kyoto, next to the Qing Temple.
The aura of the person behind him was not very strong, but that perfect feeling of being integrated with the surrounding environment, Gong Dian had only seen it in his uncle in his life - he was a brother of the same school as the guard in Kyoto, his uncle Ye Liuyun, one of the four great masters in the world.
In his understanding, it is impossible to imagine that a master-level expert would appear behind him like an assassin regardless of his identity!
The house was quiet for a long time.
The little finger of Gong Dian's left hand shook slightly. He knew that he could no longer maintain this passive balance of power, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his pupils!
Without any warning, the true energy in his body burst out, and the whole person turned into a gray dragon. He kicked back with his left foot, and hooked his right hand. With a slash, he slashed behind him!
With a muffled groan, the saber slashed in the air, and the mysterious master-level master from before had long since disappeared.
Gong Dian's internal strength is strong, after such a slashing of the saber, he couldn't restrain his breath at all, his chest was struck by lightning, the heat rushed upwards, and two streams of blood oozed from his nostrils.
Looking at the empty ground, there was no fear in Gong Dian's eyes, only a trace of confusion. The other party obviously had the ability to assassinate him easily, why did he leave in the end
In an instant, he thought of yesterday's young man's very similar technique to his own, and guessed in his heart that the guru-level master who disappeared just now might have something to do with his sect, so he was merciful to his subordinates.
After resting for a while, he walked out of the hidden hut with a tired expression, ready to go back home.
Why didn't Wuzhu kill him? It was obviously not because of Ye Liuyun's love for incense, but Wu Zhu was a monster that even Ye Liuyun dared to kill. In fact, the reason is very simple, Gong Dian made Fan Xian vomit blood yesterday, so today Wu Zhu will make Gong Dian vomit blood, the matter is so simple and clear.
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Back at Fan Mansion, it was too early, and Fan Sizhe was still tinkering with his big business of earning money in the study. If he didn't know whose house he went to, there were only some respectful maids in the whole garden, although some maids were born He was really handsome, but Fan Xian was in a bad mood right now, and the environment was not right, so of course he wasn't interested in making fun of him.
After drinking a cup of tea, he frowned and thought, who is the person at the Qing Temple today? What is the purpose of the other party guarding him there? Could it be... the family left behind by the girl in white, waiting for her specially
Thinking of this possibility, Fan Xian's heart warmed up, but when he thought of Wuzhu's voice transmission, his heart immediately turned cold. If it was what he guessed, Uncle Wuzhu would definitely ignore it, that wooden man, I'm not very curious about children's affairs.
Changing into a lighter, thin dress, he undid the tie around his waist indiscriminately. Fan Xian walked into his father's study, and was somewhat surprised to find that Si Nanbo was actually in the study.
"There are few things in the ministry today." Fan Jian asked his son to sit down, and said quietly: "You have been in the capital for a few days, don't just mess around outside all day, I already know what happened in the restaurant yesterday, this kind of conflict , if you can avoid it in the future, don't be like your incompetent brother."
Fan Xian smiled wryly, and didn't want to explain too much. He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Father, when can I go see that Miss Lin?"
Fan Jian seemed very surprised that the young man would make such a suggestion, and said with a smile: "After you get married, we will see each other every day. Is it still urgent at this moment?"
Fan Xian pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "It's after marriage. I don't want to know what my daughter-in-law looks like in the bridal chamber." He thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I see my sister, That Ye Ling'er, and Princess Roujia are often out, so there's nothing wrong with the defense between men and women, right?"
"Young men and women, it's not too much to see each other." Fan Jian smiled and explained: "But you have to know that Miss Lin's identity is a bit special. Although her surname is Lin, she doesn't have much connection with the prime minister's mansion. She has been in the palace since she was a child. Growing up, His Majesty adopted her as a righteous daughter and made her the princess for the sake of the royal family's face and for the eldest princess to see her often—but the princess is different from that little girl in Roujia."
Fan Jian's voice was somewhat suppressed: "Although perhaps few people in the world know that she is the eldest princess's daughter, and that she is Lord Lin's daughter, but... no one dares to say or admit this matter. She is the eldest Nian lived in the palace, and few people could see her until the beginning of the year, because of that incident and her poor health, she moved out."
Fan Xian sighed: "It's because I heard that she is not in good health, so I want to go and see, maybe I can help you."
Fan Jian frowned and said, "You and Fei Jie have only been together for a year and a half. Do you dare to say that you are better than the imperial doctor? Young people, be more modest and cautious."
Fan Xian replied yes, but still did not give up: "But you have to let me know what she looks like, right?"
"You married her not for her, but for what she represents behind her." Fan Jian looked at him coldly, "You must abandon all unrealistic ideas and smash any old ideas like a rock. Warmth."
Fan Xian frowned in disgust, and said, "I think your words are very banal."
Fan Jian said angrily, "How did you say that?"
Fan Xian smiled, and responded respectfully, "I said before that I'm not a person who is easy to control."
"Don't you want to take back everything that belongs to you?" Fan Jian seemed to have thought of something and returned to calm.
Fan Xian was taken aback, and then said seriously: "Actually... I learned a lot when I was in Danzhou, and I believe that I have the ability to obtain things corresponding to my ability in this world. If I can get back my mother's family business , Of course I will not object, but it must be based on my will, if I want to, I will do it, if I don’t want to, I will not do it, it’s that simple.”