Of course he wouldn't hurt the little guy.
But... crooked thoughts...
What kind of evil thoughts does he have
"Even the elders of the Sword God Valley dare not speak to me like this." Di Jiuque stood with his hands behind his hands. He obviously looked like a young and handsome young man, but at this time, he had a domineering look overlooking the world and being arrogant.
"Whether it works or not, you will know once you try it." Guang Han said.
"For the sake of the little one, I will not punish you for your offense." A trace of bloodthirsty and cold blood appeared on the face of the handsome young man.
"Wait until you awaken your natal sword soul and then say this to me."
After Di Jiuque said the last sentence coldly, he disappeared from the spot.
Awakening the soul of the natal sword, narrow escape from death.
However, the Sword God Valley bloodline that has not yet awakened its natal sword soul cannot escape the word death after all.
The bloodline of the Sword God is both a heaven-given reward and another kind of shackles.
There are no weaklings in the Sword God Valley.
The sword god bloodline that can awaken the natal sword soul are all masters selected from a million, and they are all powerful and domineering.
But once the awakening fails, what you will face is death!
If you don’t become a king, you will die! This is the most domineering part of the Sword God's bloodline, which implements the survival of the fittest to the extreme!
"Master?" It wasn't until Di Jiuque left that the Wind-Wing Green Wolf King recovered from the terrifying pressure.
"Yes." Guang Han responded lightly, not knowing what the look was in his eyes.
"Let's go." He put the long sword into the scabbard, pinched a picture crystal in his hand, and walked towards Mr. Yun's study!
"Master Guanghan? Have you recovered?"
Along the way, the patrolling guards saw the familiar and stern young man and greeted him happily.
Different from the previous indifference and coldness, this time Guanghan nodded in response, making the guards look surprised!
Master Guanghan is so gentle today! It's nothing like before. It's so cold it can give people frostbite.
Inside Yuntian Study Room…
Guang Han placed the photo crystal on the desk, and placed the Yun family identity token that was always close to his body next to the crystal. He paused for a moment, and then bowed solemnly to the other party.
"Thank you for your many years of teaching, Yun Hou." He clenched his fists, as if there was a dignified old man sitting in front of the nanmu desk.
On his cold and determined face, there was a hidden guilt and reluctance.
"Guanghan is unfilial and can't stay with you to repay your kindness in raising me -"
Before he finished speaking, an old and majestic voice came from behind.
"If you want to say goodbye, wouldn't it be better to say goodbye in person?"
A look of horror flashed in the stern young man's eyes, and he turned around, just in time to see the old man standing behind him at some point.
He has a bright spirit and a strong body. His face is engraved with the wind and frost of the years, and he still has the aura of killing on the battlefield, but now the eyes looking at him are glowing with a kind and warm light.
"Yun... Yun Hou?" Even Guang Han, who was as cold and calm as Guang Han, was so surprised that he stuttered in this unexpected situation.
He moved the corners of his mouth and was about to say something, but a hand was already placed on him.
"No need to explain." Yun Tian smiled gently and kindly, "As early as the day I adopted you, I expected today.
You have shown extraordinary talent and strength since you were a child. This is not a place that should restrain you. "
He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, as if recalling a long time ago, "The day I first saw you..."
(End of chapter)