Chapter 267 Lacking the Spirit of Us Jianghu Heroes
Even before Yu Zhiyi was about to leave Beijing, Jiang Yuchuan had sent someone to deliver the news as quickly as possible.
As he drew closer to home, he smiled and said to Yu Zhiyi, "Yi'er, let me introduce our family to you. Your uncle is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. He is a warm and generous man who is also very considerate to the younger generation in the family."
"Your aunt comes from the Xuan Yue Manor, a family with a long history in martial arts. She is highly skilled in martial arts and has a gentle temperament."
“You have three older cousins and one older cousin, as well as an older brother. Your brother originally planned to go with me to Shengjing this time, but your mother is not in good health, and your younger brother is impulsive and unreliable, so your brother had to stay behind to take care of your mother.”
Jiang Liuyun muttered to himself, "Just talk about my brother, why did you have to add my comment?"
The boy's sunny and handsome face was full of speechlessness, but not anger, and his eyes were bright, showing that he still respected his older brother.
“As for your mother…” Jiang Yuchuan’s tone lowered, but a faint smile remained on his face: “She is a very good person.”
Although his smile was bitter, the love in his eyes was genuine and intense.
Yu Zhiyi withdrew her gaze, wanting to offer a few words of comfort, but over the years she had forgotten how to get along with her relatives, especially those she hadn't known of for seventeen years.
Even after knowing them for almost a month, she still felt very unfamiliar with them.
"arrive!"
The group stopped in front of a majestic mountain.
The high steps wind their way from the foot of the mountain all the way to the middle of the mountain.
Jiang Liuyun introduced, "Our Martial Arts Alliance is built on a large natural open space halfway up the mountain. The air is fresh and the environment is good. I'm sure you'll like it, sister."
Yu Zhiyi looked at the spiritual energy covering the mountain, lost in thought.
Beneath this mountain lies a dragon vein.
No wonder the spiritual energy is so abundant.
I wonder if the Jiang family chose this place by chance because of its beautiful scenery, or if they received guidance from a master?
As the carriage approached the foot of the mountain, a group of people could be seen waiting there from afar.
Jiang Liuyun's face flushed with excitement: "It's my eldest brother! And my aunt and cousin too!"
Yu Zhiyi looked over.
Several hundred meters ahead, two rows of people stood. The leaders were surrounded by purple aura. Although it wasn't very strong, it was still considered to be a sign of great fortune among all the people Yu Zhiyi had ever seen.
Behind them stood dozens of men and women in uniform, presumably guards from the Martial Arts Alliance.
There were women inside.
Li Rou asked curiously, "Does the Martial Arts Alliance actually have female bodyguards?"
Jiang Liuyun said, "Of course, we Jianghu people are not bound by formalities and do not follow the rules of the capital. As long as you have the talent, regardless of gender, you can learn martial arts. If your martial arts skills reach a certain level, you can occupy a place in the Jianghu."
“Like the Xuan Yue Manor where my aunt lives, it was founded by the Fairy Xuan Yue.”
Yu Zhiyi's eyebrows twitched, her interest piqued: "Fairy Xuan Yue? Is she also a sorcerer?"
"No," Jiang Liuyun hurriedly explained, "People in the martial arts world like to give themselves impressive titles. Just like our father, I heard that because he was daring and skilled in martial arts when he was young, people in the martial arts world gave him a resounding nickname: Mingshan Overlord Tiger."
The name was very imposing, but for some reason, Yu Zhiyi felt a little embarrassed about her toes.
This title...
She felt so awkward it made her scalp tingle.
In particular, Jiang Yuchuan's current image is clearly that of a gentle and refined middle-aged man. With his gentle temperament, no one would doubt that he is a scholar.
Li Rou, however, showed an expression of admiration: "Master is so amazing."
Jiang Liuyun didn't notice Yu Zhiyi's true emotions. After all, she usually had a blank expression. At this moment, because she felt embarrassed, her expression became even more wooden. He was already used to his sister's indifferent demeanor.
He raised his head again, his face full of pride, and said, "And I am the Little Tyrant of Mingshan!"
Yu Zhiyi could understand his pride, but after meeting more people, she knew that the word "tyrant" often carried a negative connotation, which made her feelings even more complicated.
However, seeing that both father and son were satisfied with their nicknames, she didn't say anything more.
As they were talking, the carriage arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Jiang Liuyun, the coachman, was the first to jump off the carriage and called out a few times: "Aunt, Brother Ting, Brother, Brother Shuang, Brother Bin, Sister Ying, Sister Xinyue."
Then, reluctantly, she called out, "Aunt Chen."
The group from the Martial Arts Alliance greeted Jiang Liuyun with smiles, then all looked towards the carriage.
They received a message from their brother-in-law/second uncle early this morning, saying that the second uncle had found his daughter, so they were all very curious.
Some people are simply curious, while others are curious but also harbor resentment.
A young girl had a serene face and a faint smile on her lips, but her eyes held an almost uncontrollable rage.
She wanted to see what this wild girl really looked like!
Finally, the carriage curtain was lifted, revealing a pair of slightly rough hands.
Even without seeing the person, but only seeing those hands, the girl breathed a slight sigh of relief.
She really is a wild girl who has been living away from home since childhood.
Her hands were so rough, they were worse than those of a martial arts woman who had been wielding swords and spears for years.
I guess he's just someone who does heavy manual labor.
Next, the face of a girl who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old was revealed.
The girl's appearance was at most somewhat pretty, and she stood out in a crowd, but since everyone in the martial arts alliance was handsome or beautiful, her looks were hardly remarkable.
The quiet girl under the carriage could no longer help but let out a soft sigh.
Aunt Lin Jingxuan didn't offer any opinion, but stepped forward with a smile and asked, "Is this Yi'er?"
Li Rou had already jumped off the carriage. Upon hearing this, she merely glanced at the middle-aged woman with a puzzled expression and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not my young lady."
Then he lifted the curtain and said into the carriage, "Miss, we've arrived."
All that was heard from everyone was a clear, ethereal female voice: "Mmm."
Although it has only one syllable, it sounds so beautiful that it's almost like your ears are pregnant.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of soft, boneless hands rested on Li Rou's slightly rough hands.
The carriage curtain was lifted, and a beautiful face appeared before everyone's eyes.
The girl's individual features weren't exactly exquisitely beautiful, but together they created a striking and beautiful face.
Even with a blank expression, she was still stunningly beautiful.
"Wow! Second Sister is truly a beauty beyond compare!" Young Master Jiang couldn't help but exclaim.
Yu Zhiyi's hand trembled.
No one has praised her looks since she was ten years old, and now, hearing it now only makes her feel annoyed.
Suppressing her emotions, she stepped off the footstool with Li Rou's help.
The members of the martial arts alliance reacted with varying expressions upon seeing her demeanor.
Lin Jingxuan was only slightly surprised before smiling calmly and saying, "Yi'er, welcome home."
My two older cousins also came over with smiles to welcome me.
Aunt Chen and another girl were a step too slow and were pushed to the side of the crowd.
From a distance, the two figures looked rather lonely and forlorn, appearing quite pitiful.
Yu Zhiyi greeted each of these people.
Suddenly, a sarcastic voice rang out: "You still have to step on the pedals to get off the carriage? You're so delicate, you don't have the spirit of us Jianghu heroes at all."
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