The real world, Ning Cheng.
Morning.
In a top-floor luxury hotel apartment in the center of Ning Cheng, Leng Yan woke up slowly. She had slept exceptionally soundly. The moment she opened her eyes, lying in bed and staring at the ceiling, her mind was filled with the image of that person in armor, riding a horse across a bridge. Leng Yan frowned, feeling she was seriously ill. That kid Lin Zhao clearly had no interest in her; his gaze towards her had always been pure, devoid of worldly desire. What was the point of her investing so many emotions?
Yet, she truly liked him.
These past few days, players participating in the internal beta had all heard news from the Northern Territory. It was said that a earth-shattering battle had occurred there. Fifty thousand human cavalry and forty thousand infantry had launched a surprise attack on the demon tribe's encampments, successively destroying six demon army tents. However, due to lack of supplies and rest, the human cavalry began to collapse.
It was at that moment that the Snow Domain Celestial Pool sent out troops, led by that person. Twenty thousand cavalry had cut through two demon army tents, which held nearly 400,000 troops, and had managed to retreat whole.
That day, Leng Yan had seen Lin Zhao leading over ten thousand cavalry back to camp from afar on the mountain. He was weathered, his armor almost soaked in blood, but the heroic spirit in his eyes was undiminished. In Leng Yan's eyes, he was simply the peerless hero of her dreams.
Therefore, Leng Yan teleported back to Bai Di City overnight and bought two of the world-famous "Immortal Chickens" from the best restaurant in Bai Di City. It was said that the taste of this roasted chicken was unparalleled, irresistible. To buy these two Immortal Chickens, Leng Yan even queued for half an hour. For Miss Leng, who was notoriously impatient and ill-tempered, this was already quite an effort.
She rolled over, her slender jade legs kicking away the covers, and rushed to change her clothes. After breakfast, she needed to go online.
...
Afternoon in the game.
Leng Yan, clad in armor, her fair jade legs shod in level 50 gold-grade war boots, and a level 50 gold-grade long sword hanging at her waist. In fact, among the ten internal beta players, Leng Yan's strength was definitely ranked in the top five. However, she was described by Yi Shi Cang Liang as "the most unprofessional internal beta player." Fortunately, Leng Yan was beautiful and everything she did was explosive. Her equipment was even better than that of Yi Shi Cang Liang and Xian Bai, which was truly unfair.
She was riding a "Snow Dragon Horse" that she had just tamed in the Northern Territory, with two Immortal Chickens tucked away in her satchel. Her heart was a little anxious. She slowly rode to the entrance of the Mountain Peak Villa and knocked on the door.
Miss Dong Cang opened the door, her face full of surprise, "Young lady, whom are you looking for?"
Leng Yan's cheeks blushed, and she stammered, "Is Lin Zhao in?"
"Ah?!"
A woman's sixth sense is the most powerful and accurate. Miss Dong Cang immediately felt that this beautiful woman in front of her must like Lin Zhao. For a moment, Dong Cang felt a flutter in her heart. My young master is so good; it's natural and good for women to like him, but when someone comes looking for him, Miss Dong Cang still felt a little uncomfortable.
However, she quickly overcame her minor emotions. Her status was different from her young master's. Her young master was now the commander of the Death Camp, a young general leading a thousand men. She was just a young girl. What right did she have to be unhappy about this? Moreover, the young lady in front of her was beautiful and had beautiful legs; she was worthy of her young master.
So, Dong Cang smiled and said, "Young master has gone to the back mountain to practice boxing. Is there something you need him for, young lady?"
"Nothing, nothing..."
Leng Yan pursed her red lips and said with forced courage, "Where is the back mountain?"
"That way."
Dong Cang pointed.
"Okay, thank you!"
Leng Yan mounted her horse and galloped away, leaving Dong Cang staring blankly. Looking at Leng Yan's retreating figure, she felt a little envious. If she were as heroic and spirited one day, would she be worthy of her young master?
"What is all this..."
Her face flushed red, and she hurriedly turned back to wash clothes for her young master.
...
Back mountain.
When Leng Yan arrived at a gallop, the old man in green was not yet making a move. He was just holding his arms and explaining the boxing principles he understood to Lin Zhao. Lin Zhao listened very attentively. The boxing principles the old man spoke of often had common ground with the principles of the Farmer's Three Punches, and there were many places where he could learn and benefit from them.
"Lin Zhao!"
Leng Yan dismounted.
This time, Lin Zhao smiled, "Miss Leng, you're looking for me? You even came all the way here..."
"Mm!"
Leng Yan, with a smile that faced her beloved, her cheeks slightly flushed, said, "I went to Bai Di City yesterday and heard that Bai Di City's Immortal Chicken is famous throughout the world, so I bought two for you."
Saying that, she took out the oil paper package and smiled, "I reheated them before coming. Try them while they're hot."
"Immortal Chicken?"
The person speaking was the old man in green. He sniffed and said, "Indeed, it's the smell of Immortal Chicken... I haven't eaten it for many years..."
"Ah?!"
Lin Zhao was startled, "How about... Senior, you try it?"
"Okay!"
The old man in green directly took a chicken, tore off a drumstick, and began to devour it.
Leng Yan was anxious, her beautiful eyes almost misting over, on the verge of tears. She quickly tore off another drumstick and handed it to Lin Zhao, "Lin Zhao, try a bite quickly..."
"Ah?!"
The young man was confused, "But I just finished lunch."
"Pah!"
The old man in green spat out a chicken bone and said, "If you don't eat it, will you give it all to me?"
Leng Yan was angry. She turned and protected the oil paper package in her arms, "Old man, you're not suitable to eat such greasy food. Consuming too much oil will make you fat, and it will cause various diseases such as hyperlipidemia, hyperglycemia, and hypertension. You'll die early!!!"
The old man in green squinted his eyes, "Little girl, so stingy..."
Lin Zhao directly took the drumstick from Leng Yan's hand, then threw it to the old man in green, "Senior has worked hard to teach me boxing. If Senior likes to eat it, give it to Senior."
The twelfth-realm Rebirth realm martial artist leaped forward, like a dog, and with a "plop," bit the drumstick in mid-air.
"Ah?"
Leng Yan was about to cry.
Lin Zhao saw that the situation was not good and quickly tore off a chicken wing, saying, "Then... I'll eat some?"
"Mmm, mmm, mmm!"
Leng Yan nodded repeatedly.
Lin Zhao quickly ate a chicken wing. It was indeed delicious and very fragrant, almost swallowing the chicken bone. When he looked up, Leng Yan was holding the oil paper package and presented the whole chicken to Lin Zhao, "Want to eat some chicken breast?"
"Oh..."
Lin Zhao opened his mouth and took a bite, chewing vigorously.
"Oh dear, a water buffalo eating water chestnuts, what a waste of good food!"
The old man in green stamped his feet and clutched his chest, "Little girl, you see this kid doesn't know how to appreciate taste at all. He took a bite... Oh dear, how about you give the remaining one to this old man... I'll teach you a lost martial art... like the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"
Leng Yan rolled her eyes, "Don't want it, you keep it and practice it yourself. Don't even think about the second chicken, it's for Lin Zhao."
"Alright~~~"
The old man in green clapped his hands and chuckled, "Only thinking about your lover, not about this old man, huh? Kid, let's practice boxing!"
Lin Zhao was stunned, "What lover... Senior, please don't misunderstand, Miss Leng and I are not that kind of relationship, we..."
...
"Watch your fist!"
The old man in green held his breath and his fist broke the wind, seven-realm fist energy, Rebirth realm fist intent and principles, revealed without reservation!
"Bang!"
Lin Zhao quickly threw a punch, but it almost crippled his arm. He instantly vanished from his spot, turning into a blur of afterimages that crashed through over ten trees before falling to the ground, spitting blood repeatedly. The true qi within his body was almost scattered by this terrifying punch.
"See?"
The old man in green smiled slightly, "This is the angry punch of a peak martial artist. Can you take it, kid?"
"You... you..."
Leng Yan was furious and drew her sword, pointing it directly at the old man in green, "You ate my chicken and you dare to hit my man!? Are you looking for death, you shameless old fellow!"
The old man in green effortlessly caught her sword tip with his hand and smiled, "How can you speak to an elder like that? Just because a young lady is good-looking doesn't mean she can be rude..."
Leng Yan's heart felt a chill. The level and rank of this NPC were too high. She couldn't see it at all, nor could she defeat him. She wanted to stand up for Lin Zhao but was powerless.
"Kid, second punch!" the old man shouted.
Lin Zhao had already stood up again, his stance open, and smiled, "Please grant me a punch, Senior!"
The old man flew through the air and smashed a punch towards the young man's head.
This time, Lin Zhao was much better. He suddenly dodged to the side, lowered his body, and with a "ground-springing" motion, punched towards the old man's armpit. Unfortunately, his speed and power were too slow. The old man struck down with his elbow, and with a sudden elbow strike, he sent Lin Zhao crashing into the dirt.
Leng Yan watched from afar, her heart breaking.
Afterward, the old man in green threw a few more punches, directly knocking the young man unconscious. Then, he picked up Lin Zhao and placed him on his shoulder, turning to look at Leng Yan, "I'll take him back to the Mountain Peak Villa. You can do as you please."
With that, the old man leaped and vanished in an instant.
Leng Yan stood in place, dumbfounded, sword in hand, looking around in a daze.
So angry!
...
Bai Di City, Wang Bei Tower.
Wen Shuo Yang, dressed in white, held a warm stove in his arms and looked north, his expression uncertain.
"Lord Hou."
A second-rank general stepped forward and said, "The funeral for Marquis Wu... His Majesty has decreed that he will be buried with the rites of a Duke. The funeral will be in three days. All departments are already making preparations."
"No."
Wen Shuo Yang frowned and said, "I will petition His Majesty to see off Marquis Wu with the rites of a King."
"Lord Hou..."
The general said, "Why bother? Back then, Yue Hao never even looked you in the eye in court. He said many unpleasant things about you before His Majesty. Although a prime minister's stomach can hold a boat, some words... this subordinate does not know if they should be said or not."
"Speak!"
"Yes!"
The general cupped his fists lightly and said, "Lord Hou, Marquis Wu Yue Hao led a force of 930,000 troops north from Gu Xiao Pass. Although he defeated six demon army tents and achieved great military merits, in my opinion, his merits and demerits are half and half. He also squandered the wealth of the three northern provinces. Fifty-three thousand Yun Prefecture cavalry were annihilated, and not a single one of the forty thousand Yan Prefecture and Ning Prefecture armored soldiers returned. Yue Hao acted rashly, and the cost was the national strength of our three northern provinces. What right does he have to be buried with the rites of a King?"
"Silence!"
Marquis Wen's roar erupted, and he slammed the table.