Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 1057: Chapter 67: The Saint! Isn’t this the Saint? (Seeking monthly votes)_3 Chapter 1057: Chapter 67: The Saint! Isn’t this the Saint? (Seeking monthly votes)_3 “After so many years, Ding Duke’s Mansion has already become so miserable. Once a prestigious Second Class, it now falls short even when compared to the Gongye and Chen Clans. Do you really want to completely annihilate Ding Duke’s Mansion? Don’t you understand the principle of sparing those who can be spared?”

“This… Your Majesty,” Old Yao kindly reminded, “you were the one who started this.”

“Is that so?” Emperor Longchang blinked, “In those days, Old Ancestor Wang of the Wang family was a meritorious follower who helped the Old Ancestor conquer the land. I was merely trying to give the prideful Wang family a knock on the head, a warning, nothing more.”

“Yes, yes, my memory must have failed me,” Old Yao chuckled, “but Your Majesty’s ‘knock on the head’ has lasted for over three thousand years. Not to mention the Wang family, even a mountain of copper would have been flattened by now.”

“Hey, you old thing, are you deliberately picking a fight with me today?” Emperor Longchang blew his beard and stared in anger, “Aren’t you just criticizing me for punishing the Wang family too harshly in a fit of pique, and in the process, emboldening the Zhao family and nurturing a big tiger?”

“Your Majesty, I didn’t say that,” Old Yao protested innocently.

“Old Yao, you have changed,” Emperor Longchang lamented, “You used to be different, not so sharp-tongued towards me. Hmph, you must have learned this from that scoundrel Wang Shouzhe. It’s him, yes, he’s the one who has started this whole negative trend.”

“Your Majesty, should I send these memorials back to the cabinet for another selection?” Old Yao softly changed the subject.

“Burn them all,” Emperor Longchang waved his hand.

“Burn, burn them? Your Majesty, is that really proper?” Old Yao was astounded.

“If I say burn, then burn,” Emperor Longchang stated dismissively, “After all, to them, I’m just a sunset emperor on his way out. I’m old, so what if I’m capricious? Can they bite me!?”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Old Yao complied helplessly.

“Wait,” Emperor Longchang said solemnly, “don’t let this news reach the ears of those little Wang family cubs. They are still young, and getting involved in this matter will do them no good.”

“Your Majesty, do you also suspect Wang Shouzhe?” Old Yao asked quietly.

“I’ve seen the lad’s portrait, and with his slick and powdered appearance, he looks every bit the part of a deceitful scoundrel,” Emperor Longchang waved dismissively, “It would be perfectly plausible for him to do something underhanded. Go on, stop bothering me.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Old Yao silently chuckled to himself, noting that the emperor’s “dislike” for Wang Shouzhe seemed to have become an instinct.

…

At the same time.

Within the main residence of An Duke’s Mansion, there was a garden spanning over ten acres, filled with countless exotic flowers and spirit plants, brimming with life and exuding a sense of profound historical charm.

This was one of the places within An Duke’s Mansion where the spiritual energy was most abundant, known as the Spirit Cave. It was also the residence of the current Divine ability species of the Zhao family—Zhao Zhikun.

Zhao Zhikun’s wife was not the legitimate daughter of some Prominent Family from Return to Dragon City, but an Immortal he had chanced upon during his travels in the Immortal Dynasty a hundred years ago.

After a series of adventures that could only be described as legendary, the two grew deeply in love, only later to discover that the Immortal was the second legitimate daughter of the First Grade Prominent Family—the Jiang’s.

With further controversies with her family and her persistence, Zhao Zhikun ultimately won the beautiful lady’s hand.

Given that Zhao Zhikun himself was not only handsome but also possessed outstanding talent and occasionally would take the Jiang’s and their children to stay at the Immortal Jiang’s residence, he was very close to the Jiang’s.

Over time, the Jiang’s gradually accepted this unconventional marriage and Zhao Zhikun, who was overall seen as an excellent son-in-law. After all, even in a First Grade Prominent Family, a Cultivator of Shen-tong realm was a major figure.

Furthermore, he was very likely to become the future Prime Minister of the Dry Country. It wasn’t a loss to have an excellent second legitimate daughter married to him.

If one were to look closely, Zhao Zhikun’s life was full of luck and opportunities, much like the protagonist of a legendary tale. In general, his life could be considered smooth sailing without any significant setbacks.

Yet on this day, his expression was extremely grave.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the desk as if he were immersed in deep thought.

In front of his desk, stood a white-bearded and wrinkled elder who was slightly bowed, speaking, “Young Master Zhikun, this matter does seem rather peculiar. When you asked me to investigate the reports of the Wang family’s smuggling and colluding with the enemy, Three Talents Chief Meng Yuanbai had already personally led several masters to pursue the felons.”

“After making some inquiries, I learned that after Meng Yuanbai and his group left Return to Dragon City, they headed southwest.”

This old man, Zhao Kui, came from an offshoot of the Zhao Clan. Due to his extraordinary talent from a young age, he was incorporated into the Zhao family’s head of household system. Through effort and innate Talent, he eventually broke through the ranks, reaching the Purple Abode Realm.

It not only demonstrated his perseverance and determination but also reflected the deep foundation of the Zhao family. Given the right conditions, even the head of household could be nurtured into the Purple Abode Realm! In some remote area, that would be someone who could dominate the region.

After Zhao Kui advanced to the Purple Abode Realm, his status was accordingly elevated, and his position in the Zhao family was not inferior to that of an Elder, with all the corresponding treatment he was due.

The younger generation of the Zhao family would have to address him respectfully as Old Kui when they saw him, and outside of the Mansion, he was a respected figure who nobody dared to belittle.

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