898 A loving father and a filial son!
Its voice carries both the raging storm and the glorious prosperity. The world is full of different people, each taking what they need, and in order to suit their own interests, they naturally form their own interpretations.
But his strength is like the Red King reappearing on the blood-red battlefield. His decisions are ruthless and decisive, and he takes revenge without delay!
His actions were so decisive that they changed the very landscape, much like the early stages of a Saint Emperor's conquests, causing a cataclysmic upheaval in the heavens and earth!
The murderous aura surged forth as powerfully as a physical force, reaching straight into the sky.
Their will and determination shook heaven and earth, like fire raining down from the sky and fire burning on the ground, leaving the enemy with nowhere to escape, whether they went to heaven or the ground.
Standing alone, with extraordinary bearing, they are like two dragons, fierce and powerful, reborn alongside the Red King. Their decisive and ruthless actions change the course of events, and their sword energy is like a rainbow piercing the heavens. They are determined to fight their way to a new era!
The leader of the Xuanji Sect lightly tapped the sandalwood table, the tinkling sound echoing back. Though filled with killing intent, his strength was insufficient, making it difficult to achieve victory and eliminate his opponent in one fell swoop.
I have to endure it!
I really want to kill the clown in the faction, but unfortunately I can't do everything myself.
I'm not like the Red King, who does everything himself. If I get injured, I don't recover so easily!
And that brat He Chen, so reckless, relying on his Golden Bell Shield supernatural power. When you decline, that will be the moment I ride you across the face.
I'm afraid I won't even need to lift a finger; you'll be torn to pieces!
With a disdainful smile playing on his lips, he gently withdrew his hand, his voice fading. The Master of Xuanji, with a smile, seemed to have everything under control. His expression remained unchanged as he closed his eyes to rest, waiting for his opportunity. He could wait, and his killing intent gradually subsided.
Under the gentle embrace of the morning sun, the official road became even more uneven. This was the road to the countryside. During this period, the people were suffering from heavy taxes, and even the local officials had no time to repair the roads.
The familiar old man, dressed in a cotton-padded robe, was Jiang Huangyuan trying to appear imposing, which was also intentional, since there were some spies watching him when he went out.
I'll feel at ease the farther away I get.
His appearance had aged; his thin, skeletal face was sallow and yellow, like rotten wood that had not yet completely withered away!
But his eyes sparkled with a calm and joyful expression that came with experience, a genuine joy, almost ecstatic.
The once mighty King Wu now seems to have shed his battle armor and donned simple clothes, riding in an ancient yet elegant carriage, slowly traversing the corridors of time.
Enjoying a peaceful and fulfilling old age is the ultimate goal in life!
Today, the sky seems bluer than usual, and the breeze carries a faint fragrance of flowers, all indicating that this will be an extraordinary day.
The carriage wheels rolled gently over the official road, making a steady and rhythmic sound. The road was a bit bumpy, and the carriage was a bit old, but it didn't matter.
Jiang Huangyuan felt an indescribable joy and a newfound compassion and peace. The worst thing in life is hopelessness, and the most precious thing is that every bit of effort yields a reward.
Life is full of hope, and the future is promising. Nothing can dampen the fighting spirit of those with ambition who have goals ahead of them.
He spent his life fighting on the battlefield, devoted himself to his loyal followers, and gave his all, yet he was a lone hero without children!
Heaven has shown mercy! Heaven has opened its eyes!
Finally, in the twilight of his life, he received a precious gift: Jiang Luzi, his newly adopted son.
A loving father and a filial son!
Filial children and virtuous grandchildren lead to a harmonious family and the joy of family life.
These days, ordinary people are truly happy!
Jiang Luzi, a young and energetic name, is like the rising sun, bringing new light and hope to Jiang Huangyuan's world.
He's ruthless and talkative, with a vicious heart but a kind face—truly a good candidate for a long and healthy life.
Although the two are not related by blood, their deep affection is even stronger than that of a biological father and son, which makes outsiders extremely envious and wish they could take their place.
In Jiang Huangyuan's eyes, Jiang Luzi not only inherited his courage and wisdom from his youth, but also had a kind and filial heart, which made him feel gratified and proud.
Today, he even personally drove them away, showing his loyalty to his adoptive father.
"The furnace," Jiang Huangyuan called softly, his eyes burning with fervor, as if gazing upon a precious treasure, his tone filled with tenderness and anticipation.
"From now on, we are truly a family."
I will impart all that I have learned, known, and understood in my life to you without reservation, hoping that you can become a King Wu and aspire to be an Emperor Wu.
In this way, I can die with a smile on my face, and I can proudly say, "My son truly possesses the qualities of a martial emperor!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Luzi's eyes turned fierce and vicious, like those of a wolf, radiating a cruel and dangerous aura.
A fleeting glimpse of the tiger's patience and fortitude before the hunt flashed in his calculating eyes.
He quickly recovered, his eyes suddenly shining with sincerity, determination, and gratitude. He turned to Jiang Huangyuan, staring intently into his eyes, and whispered, "Thank you, Godfather. I will certainly not let you down."
Jiang Huangyuan nodded happily, a kind smile spreading across his face. It was as if, at this moment, their hearts were already tightly connected, a perfect match of fatherly love and filial piety.
The father and son, though not related by blood, were closer than blood relatives, which made the other young men who were vassals of the Jiang family extremely envious. They wished they could replace them immediately, since with the guidance of the Martial King, they would surely be able to break through their limitations.
Time flies by on the carriage, without ever stopping!
As the sun set, Jiang Huangyuan and his party finally arrived at Yingbai Town. The town was small, with only about a thousand households.
It's a small town, but it's remote and doesn't have any special products. It just produces some common medicinal herbs and game.
The advantage lies in its remoteness, limited resources, and rarity of monsters, which allows the local people to still make a living.
Outside Yingbai Town, a group of dozens of people were already waiting respectfully when a low-quality wildebeest galloped over, carrying the smell of mud.
"Reporting, Mayor, they're here, just two miles away, they'll be here soon."
"What town mayor? I'm just a lowly patrolman. Don't you dare shout anything like that later, or you'll be asking for trouble. Don't drag me into it."
The man addressed as Mayor was burly and powerful, wearing an expensive suit of soft armor. He carried a well-maintained, hundred-pound broadsword on his back, and had eyes like a snake, a mixture of a venomous snake and a fierce tiger, glaring menacingly at his subordinates.
Landlords from other towns also took a step back, their eyes filled with fear.
They remained cautious in their hearts, but secretly they all looked down on each other. "You appointed yourself mayor, and even boasted that you would soon become mayor. Now you've been proven wrong."
However, being a third-tier martial artist, and with the cultivation technique bestowed upon him by a nobleman, plus the support of the young master of the Jiang family, no one dares to offend him.
The scout lowered his head and quickly led his horse aside, thinking to himself, "A while ago, Little Tiger didn't address you as Mayor, and you gave him a good lashing."
My skin was torn and I was almost crippled, but they only let me go after I compensated you with two old hens.
He routinely extorted and embezzled, pocketing at least 20% of the silver; he was a true local tyrant!
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