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A surge of anger surged up, and Zhao Yushu didn't realize that his fist had been clenched tightly unconsciously. His spiritual power surged, and the aura of the peak of the third sky gushed out.

Lan Rong looked at Zhao Yushu who was glaring at him with some surprise. In a trance, he seemed to see a hint of gold in the light blue spiritual power, and the sudden surge of aura made him subconsciously tense his body.

The Third Heaven actually made the Seventh Heaven instinctively prepared!

"Lord Lan," Zhao Yushu suppressed his anger, "Miss Lan and I have lived and died together. In my heart, Miss Lan is indeed a good friend. But if you say that I am nagging about this, you are underestimating me too much!"

Lan Rong snorted: "Why, my Lan Ling is not worthy of you?"

"Lord Lan, I don't know how you came to this conclusion. Lan Ling is a good girl. If Zhao is lucky, she will be a good match. But this should be a matter of mutual affection, not a matter of who is worthy of whom. If in your eyes, the one who is worthy of Miss Lan is the son of the Duke and the title of Guoyi Duwei, then I am afraid that this marriage is just your wishful thinking."

"How dare you!" Lan Rong waved his hand violently, and suddenly a strong wind blew. Madam Xu seemed to be stimulated, and an angry buzzing sound came from her qi sea. Minghong and Chengying were also agitated. Suddenly a sharp spiritual power broke out of her body and cut through the strong wind. Zhao Yushu did not move at all.

"Well, the people from the White Horse Academy do have some tricks up their sleeves!"

"Lord Lan, if there is nothing else, I will leave now."

In Lan Rong's mind, Zhao Yushu just met Lan Ling by chance, and after knowing Lan Ling's identity, he wanted to take advantage of the good relationship he had with the mountain god to get close to her, so he took Lan Ling away by force that day, but he didn't expect that this guy actually found the government office.

Lan Rong, who was unaware of the inside story, naturally thought that it was Zhao Yushu who was pestering him, so he directly brought up the title of Lan Ling's fiancé, intending to suppress this ignorant boy.

After a fight, Lan Rong felt that he was completely defeated, as if his cultivation and status were not worth mentioning in Zhao Yushu's eyes.

The sound of horse hooves came from afar. A majestic chestnut military horse took the lead and rushed straight to the gate of the government office. It stopped with a raised hoof. General Sun looked around and dismounted. Then a team of cavalrymen barely bypassed the street and caught up with him.

"Master Lan, the person has been received."

"Thank you, General Sun."

General Sun glanced at Zhao Yushu and said, "You're here again."

"I came to talk to General Sun about abandoning me outside the city last night."

"Huh, didn't those refugees entertain you?"

"The hospitality was great, so I came to chat today."

"Okay, very good, come on, follow me in."

Lan Rong was stunned: "General Sun, we are going to entertain the young master soon, it would be bad if you don't go."

General Sun thought for a moment and said, "That's true, but I promised this guy to have a chat with him. I don't want to let him down again. You should just put out an extra stool, Lord Lan, and let him have a meal."

"Not right!" Lan Rong and Zhao Yushu shouted at the same time.

"What's wrong with that? Can he steal the limelight from the young master? Zhao Yushu, I'm talking to Governor Lan, and you, a junior, have no right to interrupt. Come in with me!"

General Sun grabbed Zhao Yushu's sleeve with a big hand and pulled him towards the government office. The two monks were shocked by General Sun's rogue behavior and let him drag Old Zhao in.

Zhao Yushu truly experienced what it meant to be sitting on pins and needles. The real host had not arrived yet, but General Sun dropped him off in a side hall and went straight to the military camp, saying that he would call him at lunch.

Lan Rong received the young duke and his future son-in-law in the main hall. If not for the fact that both the father and daughter of the Lan family were cultivators, this marriage would have been considered marrying up even though Lan Rong was a powerful fourth-rank official.

Several maids brought fruits and snacks and then left, leaving him alone in the side hall to admire calligraphy and paintings that he could not understand at all.

Boring and awkward.

No one knew where Lan Ling was now. Zhao Yushu hoped that she could show up so that they could reminisce about the past, but he was also afraid that her appearance would make the situation even more awkward. But they had to meet at lunch, alas.

This bastard Lao Sun must have done this on purpose. How did I offend him to make him torture me like this?

Zhao Yushu angrily stuffed a fruit into his mouth. Hey, it’s quite delicious. He ate another one.

"Brother Zhao, when did you arrive in Nanyang? Why didn't you come to look for me? Ha!"

Just as Zhao Yushu stuffed the second fruit into his mouth, Lan Ling suddenly pushed the door open and rushed in. Looking at Zhao Yushu with his mouth stuffed full of fruit, she couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Yushu also laughed. He found that he was much happier than he had imagined when he saw Lan Ling again.

"Miss Lan, you look good, that's great."

"What can happen to me? But you, I asked you to wait for a few days, but why did you go straight to find the mountain god? If my father had run slower, why didn't you just die there?" Lan Ling sat down on the chair next to him, picked up a piece of cake and threw it into her mouth, then crossed her legs and ate it with relish.

As expected, it’s still Lan Ling who doesn’t care about anything.

"At the time, we were in a good state and wanted to strike while the iron was hot. Things were finally resolved, right? We are all alive."

"Is the mountain god really dead?"

"Yeah, dead."

"Jiufeng Mountain, there will be no mountain god in the future?"

Yes, I am. Of course Zhao Yushu didn't dare to answer like that. Minghong just stole the godhood, and he himself was not conferred a godly position. Jiufeng Mountain was just closer to him, but it was still far from being a mountain god.

"It should be gone, but the mountains and rivers have spirits, and sooner or later another one will appear."

Lan Ling held her cheek and thought for a while: "Never mind, I almost died before I took office, and I don't want to care about this anymore. Where do you live now?"

"Nanyang Academy, right?" Old Zhao was a little hesitant. He had just arrived yesterday and stayed under the city wall on the first night, but the dean should be able to arrange accommodation for him.

Lan Ling blinked: "You won't sleep on the streets, will you? If not, you can live in the mansion."

Forget it, Miss. Your father wants to eat me up, and I am going to put me in front of his mouth?

"Well, I heard that a young master came to Jiangning."

"You are talking about Wang Shaolin. My father arranged the marriage without telling me. I didn't agree and went straight to his house to pay him back."

"You don't agree?!" Zhao Yushu grinned.

"Why are you so happy? Do you have a good relationship with Long Yang?"

"what?"

I have to say that Lan Ling's brain circuits or prank level are quite high. As a time traveler, Zhao Yushu is very good at typing away at people. Those Internet memes are a real dimensionality reduction attack on the ancients who had a single and scarce way of acquiring knowledge. He never thought that one day he would be defeated in this regard.

Lan Ling laughed so hard at his confused look, or maybe her laughter was too unbridled, so Old Lan opened the door angrily.

"The guests have come from afar, why don't you go over to meet them instead of sitting here?"

Lan Ling stuck out her tongue, said goodbye to Zhao Yushu, and followed Old Lan out of the side hall. Even though she didn't like him, Lan Ling still had to get the proper upbringing.

"How was the chat?" Just as the Lan father and daughter left, General Sun walked in in casual clothes.

"You are a general, and you are still eavesdropping outside?"

"Eavesdropping? There's nowhere I can't go in this yard, so why would I need to eavesdrop?"

Zhao Yushu crossed his legs and picked up the teacup: "Tell me, what do you want to do by doing this?"

General Sun sat down where Lan Ling had been. "Of course, we're going to deal with the Duke."