Gu Fan knew that Yun Fengtian should be the leader of the sword sect in the future. The sword sect leader Bing Jue Jianpo was given to Gu Fan. He was kind enough. If he killed Yun Fengtian or taught him a lesson now, he might become an enemy in the future. It would be really unwise.

But Yun Fengtian repeatedly provoked with words. If he did not respond, wouldn’t he be looked down upon by others, especially Huan Lingyue?

Just then, a familiar voice outside the door shouted: "Little Marquis, are you here?"

Gu Fan heard the sound familiar, and suddenly turned his head. He saw a man who was about 30 years old, wearing a mysterious Taoist robe and carrying a long sword behind him. It was Meng Wuhen. Behind Meng Wuhen was a scholar in white with a pretty face and holding a white jade feather fan in his hand. Who wouldn't be Xie Yuxiang?

"Mr. Meng, Mr. Xie!" Gu Fan couldn't help but be surprised when he saw two subordinates walking in, "How did you find me?"

Seeing two innate masters walking in the room, Yun Fengtian was suddenly at a loss. What surprised him even more was that the two of them were quite polite and even respectful to the tone of the "scattered man" in front of him, and they called him "Little Marquis!"

"What are you calling him?" Liu Qianxue, who was beside Yun Fengtian, came back to her senses first and asked in surprise.

Meng Wuhen and Xie Yuxiang were also separated from Gu Fan for some time. When they met again, they were excited to see Gu Fan safely and blurted out that the people in front of them were sects. If they had any ceremonies with the court, wouldn’t it be unfavorable to Gu Fan? Meng Wuhen quickly changed his words and said, “We just called Gu Fan as... the young master.”

"Yes, yes... Young Master Gu Fan is the second young master of our owner." Xie Yuxiang also reacted and changed his words according to Meng Wuhen's words. "We are here to pick up the young master."

Facing the suspicious eyes of Yun Fengtian and Liu Qianxue, Gu Fan had already made some consideration in his heart. Liu Qianxue and Yun Fengtian's strength in front of him could not threaten them at all. Even if Yu Jianmen and the court had any new and old grudges, the two sides had favors each other. Even if they would not write off the grudges, they would at least not turn against each other on the spot. When this news spread, Gu Fan must have returned to Tianjing City. However, if Gu Fan hid his identity, he would not trust them enough, which aroused suspicion.

"Young Master?" The woman looked up and looked at Gu Fan. After Meng Wuhen and the others said this, she looked at Gu Fan's eyebrows, and there was a heroic spirit from a family of wealthy families or famous sects. If Gu Fan could kill the Blood Hand Ghost King, his cultivation must be extraordinary. Judging from his appearance, he was only around twenty years old and could achieve such cultivation. If it were not for the great sects of aristocratic families, he would have luck and adventures. But the latter was a pride of heaven after all, and he was very few, so it was not surprising that Gu Fan was born as a nobleman.

At this moment, Gu Fan looked at Xie Yuxiang and Meng Wuhen next to him and smiled and said, "Mr. Meng, Mr. Xie, you don't have to hide anything for me. Since I said I wanted to protect the safety of the Yujianmen, I naturally treat them as my confidants." He paused for a moment and said to Liu Qianxue and the woman: "I'm not to hide it from you, I am the second son of Hou Guyun, the Pingyuan of the Beidou Dynasty. I was previously appointed as Fenwuwei in the Suzaku Division of the Shuntian Army. I returned to Beijing to wait for the call and passed by here."

Yun Fengtian almost subconsciously took a few steps back and said, "You...you are from the court!" If Yun Fengtian just now guessed that Gu Fan was a prince of a famous sect and could bear it, Gu Fan was actually the son of the military marquis of the Beidou Dynasty, and he was also the Marquis of Pingyuan who was famous all over the world, so he could not accept it at all.

Gu Fan looked at Yun Fengtian and saw that he had lowered his head with shame. He was not a competitive person. He knew that he wanted to leave some face for others. He smiled and said to Liu Qianxue and the woman: "Whether I am Gu Fan or the little marquis of the Pingyuan Marquis' Mansion, the sword sect has kindness to me. If the sword sect is in trouble in the future, I will naturally not stand by."

When Yun Fengtian heard Gu Fan's words, he felt relieved and let out a long sigh. Liu Qianxue also smiled and said softly: "Gu Fan, thank you."

"Hmph..." Huan Lingyue beside Gu Fan snorted, glanced at Gu Fan coldly, turned around and walked out of the house.

Gu Fan and his group stayed in the market town for two days. They first rescued the arrested residents and disciples of the Yujianmen, and then helped the Yujianmen to clear out some of the surrounding bandits, and then set out on their way back to Tianjing.

Gu Fan and others were attacked at the post station, and all the carriages were lost. The four of them simply gave up their plan to ride horses and rush to the direction of Tianjing City. When they encountered market towns, they would go down to replenish some food. However, when passing through some remote places or famous mountains, Huan Lingyue would occasionally let everyone land on the ground and walk by. Obviously, it was because there were hidden mountain gates in these places. The sects passed by rashly were too conspicuous, and the four of them had some magical instruments and treasures on them. If someone of these sects had plotted against them, it would be very troublesome. Secondly, passing through the mountain gates of other sects was usually regarded as disrespectful, and it could even be understood as provocation. Gu Fan had experience in his previous life, so he naturally knew the rules of these cultivation worlds, and did not argue with Huan Lingyue. He landed and rushed on the road. He had been on the road for more than half a month. It was very strange.

Half a month later, Gu Fan and his group finally settled outside Shanglin Town. Shanglin Town is the closest market town to Tianjing City, and it will take only half a day to return to Tianjing City. Shanglin Town is not only the closest market town to Beijing, but also the relay station for the royal family to purchase treasures from all over the world and the imperial court's prefectures to pay tribute. Therefore, merchants from south to north are endless, one after another, and traffic is crowded. Moreover, it is located in the hinterland of the capital, and it is also the sphere of influence of the imperial court's Yulin Guard. Sectarians have regarded Shanglin as a dragon's nest. Therefore, except for a few military officers, there are no ronin with swords on the street market, and it is a prosperous and peaceful scene.

Gu Fan and Huan Lingyue and his group were stopped by the guards when they entered the city. Gu Fan saw that the soldier was just the guards at the gate of Shanglin Town, and he was already of a pure heaven-level strength. This was almost unimaginable in other places except Jingji.

"Your Excellency is wearing a sword and cannot enter." The guard's voice through the armor made him feel a little cold and ruthless.

Gu Fan took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the guard and said, "I am Gu Fan, the general who was ordered by the Ministry of War to return to Beijing to listen to the case. This is my official document. The three people behind are my guards."

When the guard saw the seal of War stamped on Gu Fan's official document, he immediately became respectful. "It turned out to be General Gu Fan. The villain didn't know Mount Tai. He was negligent just now." As he said that, he turned sideways, led Gu Fan to the urn building, stopped in front of a rich door, and said to Gu Fan first: "General Gu later." He said to another guard: "I have something important to report to the master."
Chapter completed!