"Please sit and have a drink, everyone. We are all of the sa age; don't take Sister Ouyang's words to heart—she has a sharp tongue but a soft heart."
ng Yu smiled and gestured for the four people to sit down.
However, not one of them took a seat; instead, they stood in front of ng Yu with utmost respect.
ng Yu had seen more Golden Core Masters than he had dogs. As for the Foundation Establishnt... what was that? He had probably killed more Foundation Establishnts than the chickens he had eaten, but these four were different.
The Blood God Sect was a world with a strict hierarchy. These four, having exhausted so much effort, had beco assistants to Ouyang Zhenxue. This included not only their talents and efforts but also the resources and luck that their families had exhausted for them!
This was about the Golden Core, and those of the Immortal Sect type at that—extrely solid in foundation, extensive in knowledge, and born from great families. They could now stand before Ouyang Zhenxue and needed to thank the Ouyang Family's directive, for many who had previously served Ouyang Zhenxue had left, and they had taken their places.
They had never seen Ouyang Zhenxue treat anyone else with such courtesy!
As before, when Ouyang Zhenxue had to leave, she insisted on leaving her personal sword with ng Yu, worrying extensively about his safety!
Let's just say, the concern Ouyang Zhenxue showed for ng Yu, Ouyang Qianli hadn't felt even a tenth of that.
When such a person is courteous with you, you mustn't think you can act the sa.
"Don't be too polite; I am just lucky. Sister Ouyang has had a disagreent with her family this ti, but it's only temporary. Don't worry; many things will be resolved sooner or later. By the way, you all are locals, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Cao, what would you like to know?"
"Well, I'd like to ask about so things related to Ceres. I have co from the Immortal Sect and understand nothing. eting locals is just great. Don't worry, I'm here alone, only skilled in swordsmanship, and I won't ddle in other matters."
ng Yu's gentle smile relaxed the four local elites of Ceres.
Having a favored follower by a noble's side isn't scary; what's frightening is when they want to replace you with their own people!
They never understood why Ouyang Zhenxue valued this man so highly, but they still offered their humblest smiles regardless.
No matter how tough things got on the outside, as small fish, they could only follow Ouyang Zhenxue!
...
ng Yu said he didn't need Ouyang Zhenxue to worry about his als, but his four assistants busied themselves with various tasks—so prepared baked snacks, so brewed tea, so chatted with ng Yu, and others took charge of guarding.
It was a lovely afternoon, ng Yu sitting on the lawn in front of the house, basking in the warm sunshine, serene and peaceful.
The community was large, with people occasionally passing by; seeing ng Yu and the others sitting on the lawn, nobody comnted. A minor episode occurred when soone flew by on a Flying Sword distributing invitations. Sage Rubo had returned today and prepared a banquet, welcoming everyone to enjoy the wine.
Hmm, Sage Rubo—ng Yu knew her. She was the female Golden Core of the Blood God Sect who once had a fierce spat with Ouyang Zhenxue. Privately, however, Ouyang Zhenxue said she was a decent person; they had an understanding of daily conflicts yet helped each other. Her only flaw was her pride.
ng Yu accepted the invitation with a smile; such invitations were hard to co by. Although he might not et Sage Rubo at the gathering, he could et many people. No wonder Chang Lebai's family had spent most of their wealth, in addition to Ouyang Zhenxue's endorsent, to buy a house here and befriend the Golden Cores.
The baked snacks slled delicious, and the Spiritual Tea tasted great. Everyone chatted that afternoon away.
The sky gradually darkened, but Ouyang Zhenxue had not returned, let alone could anyone contact her personal terminal.
Her four assistants were unconcerned, as it was quite normal for a Golden Core Master to disappear for ten days or half a month. But ng Yu felt sothing was off and instructed everyone to urgently contact Ouyang Qianli and report the anomaly while also inquiring with Ouyang Zhenxue's friends about what could have happened.
Though the four were sowhat skeptical, they still followed ng Yu's orders and quickly used their connections to find out what was going on.
The once noisy room suddenly beca empty except for ng Yu, who looked at the long sword by his side.
The sword, nad Autumn Frost, was three feet long; it had always been Ouyang Zhenxue's personal sword. When she left, she jokingly said, "If you don't have a good sword, what will you do if soone causes you trouble?
So, what if soone causes her trouble?
Then, he suddenly recalled the two days he had known her.
She wasn't a good person, flattering him only for more benefits, but seeing a Golden Core run back and forth to please him like a little dog or cat was still a peculiar feeling for ng Yu.
She was all but wagging her tail.
Two hours later, the four returned one by one, unable to find any suitable information. Regarding Ouyang Qianli, they hadn't seen anyone at all.
"Take this sword to Ouyang Qianli, tell him, his daughter promised she would definitely return this afternoon, and now Ouyang Zhenxue is missing, the situation is very serious. Take this twig along with it."
The long sword, Autumn Frost, cut out a twig that fell to the ground. It bore a trace of ng Yu's Sword Intent. When Ouyang Qianli saw it, he would recognize just how profound ng Yu's Swordsmanship really was!
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