Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 2489: Chapter 49: The Ancestor of Idle Young Masters, Wang Shouzhe

Just as Pei Chang’an was about to pursue, he was angrily stopped by Prince Wen Yu with a very ugly expression: “Don’t chase her, that girl has been spoiled. Let her think it over by herself.”

Pei Chang’an hesitated to speak, and after a long pause, he earnestly said, “Your Highness, that Wang Shouzhe is a reckless young lord who acts based solely on his likes and dislikes. Trying to reason with him and analyze the pros and cons may be futile. What should we do next?”

Prince Wen Yu drank several sips of Immortal Tea in succession, finally gradually calming down.

In fact, he was already beginning to regret hitting Lu Qiu Qingyang out of shame and anger earlier. Unfortunately, he had already struck, and since he cared about his dignity, there was no way he would go after him to apologize.

“First of all, solving it with martial power is definitely not feasible. That’s the first thing to rule out,” Prince Wen Yu took a deep breath and said calmly, “Once we anger that Sacred Supreme secretly protecting him, things will escalate.”

Pei Chang’an naturally nodded in agreement.

Are you joking? If you want to use force, you must be able to win. Or should we deploy the army? Moreover, a young lord protected by a Sacred Supreme… who knows how many trump cards he has up his sleeve?

It’s possible that his Divine Soul even harbors some protective Dao Seal.

If he uses the Dao Seal to summon the projection of the Old Ancestor, even His Majesty the Saint Emperor won’t be able to have a good outcome.

Damn it, dealing with such a wealthy, influential, and particularly willful young lord is really tricky.

“Hmph!” Recovering his composure, Prince Wen Yu, with his hands behind his back, said, “Since Wang Shouzhe doesn’t give us face and insists on the strong dragon oppressing the local snake, we naturally can’t let him be so arrogant. Since martial means don’t work, let’s show this hedonistic young lord the ways of us local snakes.”

In every aspect, Prince Wen Yu couldn’t swallow his pride.

He didn’t believe in Lu Qiu unless he let that Wang see his capabilities!

“Chang’an, gather the staff officers, we are having a meeting overnight.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

…

The next day.

Having “dealt with” Prince Wen Yu, Wang Shouzhe was casually reading in his study as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Mu Xian was as usual attending to him by brewing tea and lighting incense.

Her movements were still skilled and quick without any mistakes, yet her whole demeanor seemed drained, with faint tears at the corners of her eyes.

“What’s wrong with Mu Xian?” Wang Shouzhe put down his book and asked with slight concern, “Could it be that you’ve encountered some trouble?”

“My lord…” In the next instant, Jiang Mu Xian couldn’t control her tears anymore as she spoke in grievance, “I just feel too useless, my lord’s efforts have been in vain, and I have no confidence at all in this Four Corners Battle.”

“…” Wang Shouzhe pondered for a moment and was a bit puzzled, “That shouldn’t be the case, you’re already at the advanced stage of the Purple Abode Realm, and with your Heavenly Woman Bloodline, your winning rate in the Four Corners Battle should be over ninety percent.”

“But, but I can’t even beat Wang Baoguang.” Jiang Mu Xian felt increasingly wronged, her eyes teary as she said, “Except for the first time when he held back, I couldn’t last through a single incense stick’s time in our subsequent encounters.”

“Ah, so it’s Baoguang.” Wang Shouzhe suddenly realized, “You don’t need to worry about that, and there’s no need to compare yourself to him. That kid is just a freak. Among the family members in his age range, few can win against him with equivalent cultivation base.”

Few?

Jiang Mu Xian was taken aback, her mouth twitching slightly.

The phrase “few,” doesn’t it mean that there are at least a few? She originally thought Wang Baoguang was the most formidable among the young people in Lord’s family.

Unexpectedly, there were even stronger ones.

“However, Baoguang’s actual combat ability is indeed exceptionally strong.” Wang Shouzhe pondered, “To be safe, you should continue sparring with him to accumulate experience during this time.”

“Ah?”

Jiang Mu Xian’s eyes widened. Spar again?

However, Lord’s comfort was indeed special, as her gloomy mood significantly improved.

Forget it, after all, she wasn’t afraid of death, so how could she fear sparring with Wang Baoguang?

Jiang Mu Xian secretly made up her mind, this time, she was definitely going to endure for three incense sticks’ time.

So, she joyfully began brewing tea and serving water.

Jiang Mu Xian hadn’t expected that just as she walked into Wang Shouzhe’s study.

Somewhere at the base of the wall from another direction, there was a figure stealthily hiding beneath the dappled shadows of the trees, quietly operating the Sky Mechanism Recording Disk to capture the scene.

That figure was evidently Wang Baoguang.

With his exceptional talent, he had cultivated stealth-type cultivation techniques to a masterstroke level.

And for better photographs, he spent a fortune upgrading his equipment.

Over the years, the Sky Mechanism Recording Disk had undergone several transformations, resulting in revolutionary changes, not only with more functions but also significantly enhanced portability.

The one in Wang Baoguang’s hand was the Wang family’s latest portable Imaging Disk—[Mini Imaging Disk Xuzi Special Edition], utilizing several patents developed by Wang Baoguang himself.

This gadget looks like a palm-sized crystal plaque, with a button and a slot on the edge, capable of capturing still images and dynamic recordings. It’s also quite portable, and when a mobile imaging disk is inserted, it can serve as a crystal screen, though the screen is a tad small.

Happily reviewing the scene captured on the Mini Imaging Disk, Wang Baoguang couldn’t help but reveal a proud smile.

This framing, this angle, this lighting effect… simply perfect~!

Not only did it capture the plaque of the Old Ancestor’s study, but through the rendering of the light and shadows, it highlighted the exquisite temperament of Immortal Jiang to perfection.

From this angle, anyone would think Immortal Jiang had an unusual relationship with the Old Ancestor.

He truly was an unremarkable little genius of photography~

Carefully saving the recording, making a backup, Wang Baoguang promptly took out a small notebook and, while inspiration struck, began quickly jotting down notes.

“In the summer of Great Qian Longchang Calendar 3549, Jiang Mu Xian was frustrated at the training ground, softly comforted by the Old Ancestor, who then took her to the study…”

As he continued writing, he didn’t know what he was conjuring up in his mind, but the smile on his face became mysteriously quirky.

This was indeed a case of starting with a picture and crafting the entire plot.

Just as he was getting more excited in his writing.

Suddenly.

Wang Baoguang felt something awry above his head. Looking up, he saw a massive hand formed of green energy, suspended above, gradually emitting a terrifying presence.

“Oh no, I’ve been discovered!”

Wang Baoguang shrank his head and was about to run for it.

But that green energy hand descended from above, with a “smack,” and with lightning speed, as if swatting a fly, it slammed Wang Baoguang into the muddy ground.

As the energy dissipated.

Only a deep palm print remained on the ground, and Wang Baoguang lay sprawled in the center of the print in a pitiful and sorry state, gasping more than breathing.

Meanwhile, Wang Shouzhe’s stern voice echoed in his ears.

“Get in.”

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