Shenwu Yutianlei

After listening to the captain's instructions, the guard returned to his post. However, the respectful expression on his face gradually disappeared, and he returned to his previous unruly look. He folded his hands in front of his chest, squinted his eyes, looked at the crowd in front of him, and shouted at the top of his voice: "What are you looking at? Line up, line up. I can't afford to offend the family members, but can I afford to offend you, a group of casual cultivators? Be quiet, one by one!"

As he spoke, he poked the ground with his spear, making a "thump thump" sound, his eyes full of contempt and disdain. Those who were scolded by him dared not speak out, but could only line up silently according to his requirements, full of dissatisfaction and resentment towards him. But the guards didn't care at all, and continued to maintain order as usual, as if the previous lesson had no effect on him at all.

At this time, on the road in the distance, Shen Yun and Li Xiangyuan were riding on the tall and mighty Feiying Bear Horse and slowly approaching. The Feiying Bear Horse was agile and exuded a mysterious and powerful aura. The sound of its hooves was steady and powerful, and every step seemed to step on people's heartstrings.

The guards at the city gate saw the two approaching from a distance, and they immediately realized that they were two people of extraordinary status. Riding a flying shadow bear horse and followed by an impressive guard, this combination would be the configuration of the children of a big family no matter where they were.

Therefore, the guards hurriedly drove away the crowd at the city gate, fearing that they would delay the time of the two distinguished guests. The guard who was slapped before was even more smiling, trotting all the way to the two, nodding and bowing, and greeting them: "Young master, please come this way." At this moment, the flattering expression on the guard's face, the fawning look, was quite a bit like the captain of the guard. His eyes narrowed into a slit, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together because of the smile, which looked very funny. The other guards followed suit, showing great respect and diligence to Shen Yun and Li Xiangyuan.

Shen Yun saw the actions of the city gate guards from afar, with a faint smile on his face, but he did not show too much emotion, as if he had long been accustomed to such situations. He knew very well that these guards were just small people, they had their own way of survival, and it was inevitable that they would flatter for some petty gains.

Shen Yun gently patted the Feiying Bear Horse under his crotch. The majestic mount seemed to sense the master's intention and walked forward slowly with steady steps. As he got closer to the city gate, Shen Yun's figure looked more upright and confident under the sunlight.

When they were about to enter the city gate, Shen Yun raised his hand calmly, took out a few spirit stones from his arms, waved his hand casually, and scattered the spirit stones to the guards. The spirit stones drew beautiful arcs in the air, flashing crystal light, and then fell in front of the guards. When the guards saw the spirit stones falling, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they hurriedly scrambled for them, with expressions of surprise and satisfaction on their faces.

When Shen Yun and the other man rode their Feiyingxiong horses slowly to the Shen residence, they saw the door of the residence wide open, and Zhao Zhong had already been standing at the door respectfully waiting. The sunlight shone on him, reflecting his increasingly calm figure.

It is worth mentioning that since the foundation-building pill provided by Shen Yun last time, Zhao Zhong has been practicing hard day and night, not missing any opportunity to improve his strength. Finally, with unremitting efforts, Zhao Zhong successfully broke through to the first level of the foundation-building realm. Now, his aura is more condensed than before, and he exudes a strong pressure in every move. Compared with before, he has made a qualitative leap.

At this moment, Zhao Zhong saw Shen Yun and the other two returning, and a happy smile appeared on his face. He stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Shen Yun, his eyes full of gratitude and respect. "Master Yun, you are back?"

"Uncle Zhao Zhong," Shen Yun greeted him warmly with a smile.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhong also showed a kind smile on his face. He first stretched out his hand to call the servants beside him, and ordered them to place the Feiying Bear Horses of Shen Yun and the others in an orderly manner. After the servants took the order and left, Zhao Zhong turned around and continued, "Master, I'm glad you are all right. The master has been waiting for you inside for a while. He looks a little anxious. Please go in quickly and don't let the master wait too long." After speaking, Zhao Zhong bowed slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

After Shen Yun heard what Zhao Zhong said, he nodded slightly. He gently patted the non-existent dust on his body, and then walked slowly into the Shen Mansion.

Behind him, Zhao Zhong and Li Xiangyuan looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

The figures of the three people gradually disappeared in the courtyard of the Shen Mansion, leaving only a series of faint footsteps echoing in the empty yard.

"Father," Shen Yun walked into the yard, looked at the tall figure with his hands behind his back, and called softly, "My child is back."

Shen Batian heard the voice and slowly turned around. A barely perceptible look of relief appeared on his majestic face. He looked at Shen Yun with a sharp gaze and said, "Well, not bad. Did you have a smooth journey?"

After saying that, Shen Batian asked the question while extending his right hand, motioning Shen Yun to sit down and chat slowly.

Shen Yun reached out and poured a cup of spiritual tea for Shen Batian, and then poured himself a cup. After drinking it all, he said, "Just as we discussed before, the person behind the scenes has made a move again."

"Huh? Are you hurt?" Shen Batian frowned slightly, a trace of worry flashed across his face. He stared at Shen Yun closely, observing his expression carefully, as if trying to find clues from his expression.

"Don't worry, father. I'm fine." Shen Yun smiled and shook his head, with a bit of confidence and calmness on his face. "Although I encountered some troubles along the way, I can handle it."

"Yeah, that's good." Shen Batian heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, and his originally furrowed brows gradually relaxed. He nodded slightly, his eyes full of relief and kindness, "Do you know who the other party is?"

"I know. I have killed all the accomplices on the spot, except for one other person, who escaped back to Liucheng." A sharp light flashed in Shen Yun's eyes, and his voice became low and firm.

"Who is it? Just tell me, your father will make the decision for you." A trace of anger flashed across Shen Batian's face, and his eyes revealed majesty and domineering.

"Father, the person who attacked was my cousin Shen Yiquan." A complicated expression flashed across Shen Yun's face, and an indescribable anger and helplessness surged in his heart.

When Shen Batian heard the name "Shen Yiquan", his face instantly turned gloomy. He clenched his fists tightly, and veins popped out on the back of his hands. He seemed to be trying his best to restrain his anger. He thought to himself: "Shen Yiquan? Did he do this on his own, or was it the clan leader's intention?"

At this time, Zhao Zhong's voice came from outside: "Master, Master, the clan leader heard that Master Yun has returned to the clan, and sent someone to invite you two to the meeting hall."

"Oh? That's a good time." Shen Yun said, "Father, this is a good opportunity to expose this matter. The elders in the clan will judge the right and wrong."

"Yes, you are right. Today, your father will seek justice for you. Let's go."