In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

"Are you okay, miss?"

Hou Qing looked at the beauty who was tightly holding him in his arms and wanted to take a step back to create some distance, but Wei Ji still held him tightly.

The fragrance of a virgin wafted into Hou Qing's nostrils. Hou Qing, who had always been surrounded by cold corpses, had never felt such warmth before.

He could only let Wei Ji hold him like that until, after a while, Wei Ji's pretty face flushed as her emotions calmed down.

She quickly released her grip on Hou Qing's arm and took a few steps back.

Looking at Hou Qing's handsome and refined face and his crimson sword-like eyebrows.

She said somewhat shyly, "Th-thank you."

Hou Qing calmly sheathed his twin swords, his gaze serene, displaying the demeanor of a transcendent swordsman.

"It's nothing. I just helped out when I saw injustice. It's nothing to brag about."

Wei Ji bit her red lips lightly, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Young master, you saved my life, my daughter..."

"Miss, there's no need to report it," Hou Qing quickly interjected, stopping him. Someone had once told him that beauty is like a tiger, best admired from afar. Moreover, the divination he had recently performed indicated a romantic entanglement.

It's best to avoid provoking them; it would be better for me to quietly infiltrate Daliang, Hou Qing thought to himself.

At this moment, the old man who had been hiding under the table crawled out, dusted himself off, and said with lingering fear, "You scared me to death! I never expected you to be such a hero. It's not safe outside, let's hurry to Daliang."

"Da Liang?" Wei Ji, who was standing nearby, perked up her ears, thought for a moment, and then spoke:

"Is this your first time in Daliang, young master?" Wei Ji's voice carried a hint of girlish mischief.

"good."

"It just so happens that my home is in Daliang, and I am a true Daliang native."

"Young master, you're new to Daliang and unfamiliar with the place. How about I show you around, as a way of repaying your life-saving grace?" A sly glint flashed in Wei Ji's eyes.

Hou Qing stroked his chin and thought for a moment. It seemed that this was not bad. After all, he had just arrived in Daliang and had no connections. How could he possibly infiltrate the homes of the powerful and wealthy?

"Alright, thank you very much, young lady."

Hou Qing parted ways with the old man and embarked on the journey to Daliang with Wei Ji.

On the way, Wei Ji would steal glances at Hou Qing's tall figure from time to time, recalling their embrace in the tavern earlier. A sweet smile couldn't help but appear on her lips.

"My daughter's name is Wei Ji. She lives in the south of Daliang City. I haven't yet asked for your name, young master."

"Just call me Hou Qing. The rest is insignificant." Hou Qing's eyes were calmly fixed on the front, exuding a natural and imposing aura.

Not long after,

Hou Qing and Wei Ji arrived at the city of Daliang. As the capital of Wei, the city gates of Daliang were guarded by the renowned Wei Wu soldiers.

Although the Wei Wuzu has gradually declined with the fall of the Wei state, it remains a mainstay of the Wei army.

Although Daliang is not as prosperous as it used to be, there are still many people coming and going.

Covered in heavy armor, armed with long spears and swords at their waists, the Wei soldiers guarded the city gates, responsible for checking passersby.

When Hou Qing and Wei Ji arrived, they were stopped by the Wei soldiers guarding the city gate.

A deep voice came from beneath the bronze mask of a Wei soldier:

“Those carrying swords are not allowed to enter Daliang City without a pass.”

Just as Hou Qing was about to say something, Wei Ji tugged at his sleeve.

"Just leave it to me."

Wei Ji walked up to the Wei soldier, and a gilded bronze pendant dangled in front of his eyes.

"Can we go in now?"

Upon seeing the bronze ornament, the Wei soldier was about to say something when he suddenly noticed Wei Ji winking at him.

He said slowly, "Alright, please come in, both of you."

Wei Ji took Hou Qing's arm and led him inside. Hou Qing looked thoughtfully at the ornament that flashed past Wei Ji's waist, lost in thought.

Upon entering Daliang City, the roads were bustling with lively markets, with small vendors selling all sorts of items and hot food and pastries lining both sides of the brick and stone roads.

Wei Ji looked at Hou Qing with curiosity, a sweet smile on her pretty face.

"Hou Qing, what are your plans for the future?"

"I originally wanted to join your household as a guest retainer, but I have no way to do so and I don't know yet."

"Then why don't we go to my house first? Well, my family isn't exactly powerful, but it's still quite peaceful."

Hou Qing thought about it and decided that he might as well stay there for a while and leave when he found a good opportunity.

Well, the main reason is that Hou Qing, who is penniless, doesn't want to be a beggar anymore.

A quarter of an hour later,

Hou Qing looked at the magnificent mansion before him, the pure gold plaque above the gate, and the soldiers guarding the left and right sides. His gaze turned to Wei Ji with a hint of doubt.

"Your home..."

"Hmm...it's alright, let's go in quickly."

Wei Ji pulled Hou Qing into the mansion. The soldiers guarding the gate seemed to ignore them, or perhaps they were used to it.

The mansion is complete with artificial hills and water features, creating a tranquil and elegant environment.

A middle-aged man dressed in brocade robes walked over and looked at Wei Ji with a helpless smile.

"My Princess, where have you been again? And why did you bring back a strange man?"

"Derbo, I just took a short trip out of Daliang to relax. I was attacked by a group of men in black on the way. If it weren't for this young master, you probably wouldn't be seeing me now," Wei Ji said, sounding aggrieved.

Upon hearing that someone had attempted to assassinate his princess, the steward, known as Deber, wore a grave expression and said earnestly:

"Your Highness, the Great Liang is not very safe these days, so please don't sneak out."

"I understand, De Bo. Please arrange accommodations for this young master Hou Qing. He is my honored guest."

"Princess, rest assured."

Wei Ji turned to look at Hou Qing, a triumphant smile on her face.

"You take a rest first, I'll come find you later."

Hou Qing nodded slightly, then followed De Bo along the path.

On the way, Deber narrowed his eyes and looked at Hou Qing slowly, saying, "May I ask which country you are from, and why you are approaching my princess?"

Deber slowly reached for the short blade hidden at his waist. As a master of the mid-stage of the Innate Realm, he felt an immense sense of oppression from the moment he saw Hou Qing.

"My encounter with Miss Wei was purely by chance. I came down from the mountains after completing my studies, hoping to find wealth and status in Daliang. However, I had no way to do so, so I accepted Miss Wei's invitation to stay here temporarily."

Hou Qing spoke calmly, his expression unwavering.

Although D'Urber still had some doubts, he knew that if this person had malicious intent, he and the princess wouldn't be alive now, so he simply said:

"I apologize, young master. It was this old servant's rudeness. Please come with me. Please take a bath and change your clothes first..."

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