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Inside a study within the Qin Manor, Qin Yi stood before a desk, writing feverishly. His brush moved with elegant ease, his calligraphy flowing like dancing dragons and soaring phoenixes, while his expression remained focused and solemn.
Suddenly, the sound of steady footsteps approached from outside, interrupting his flow.
Qin Yi's eyes flickered with thought.
He closed the book he had been writing, stored it inside his Soul Tool ring, and walked toward the door. Had anyone been standing beside him, they might have caught the three large characters on the book's cover: Iron Clothes Skill.
"Eldest Young Master, the Master requests your presence in the main hall. An esteemed guest has arrived."
The servant's voice drifted in, causing Qin Yi's eyes to light up.
He thought to himself: Finally, they are here.
He opened the door, gave a brief acknowledgment to the messenger, and headed toward the Qin Manor's main hall. Upon entering the hall, the figures of Zhu Zhuyun and her two companions came into view.
Qin Yi took a moment to observe them closely before stepping forward.
"Qin Yi greets Father."
Qin Su nodded in acknowledgment but said no more.
Beside him, Zhu Zhuyun looked at Qin Yi with a hint of curiosity in her gaze. She offered a graceful bow and said, "Junior Zhu Zhuyun greets Uncle Qin."
Qin Yi looked at Zhu Zhuyun, his tone remarkably flat.
"The Eldest Miss of the Zhu Clan hails from the Hell Spirit Cat clan. Your status is noble, and your Martial Soul aptitude is extraordinary. Your future achievements are limitless, making you a natural powerhouse among Soul Masters. I, Qin Yi, am but an ordinary man; I cannot accept the title of 'Uncle'."
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuyun was not surprised by Qin Yi's coldness.
However, for some reason, despite his flat tone, he projected a powerful pressure that felt similar to facing her father or the Emperor himself. She truly began to feel a spark of interest in this man who had caused such a stir in the Star Luo Imperial Capital.
"It was Zhuyun's presumption. Mr. Qin, the three of us have heard of your deeds over the past few days and were very curious. We have come today specifically to pay our respects. I wonder if we might have the honor of a long conversation with you?"
Looking at the three of them, Qin Yi asked a question that seemed almost redundant: "Is it the Eldest Miss who is curious, or are you all curious?"
"Regarding you, sir, I fear no one would lack curiosity. Not only me, but the two behind me are also very inquisitive," Zhu Zhuyun said solemnly, her words carrying a double meaning.
Nodding, Qin Yi asked no further.
He turned to look at his father, Qin Su.
"Father!"
Just two words, yet they seemed to contain a wealth of meaning.
Qin Su felt gratified, though he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"Go on. Take Girl Zhu and the others to the study for a good talk. I know you have waited a long time for this day."
Qin Yi nodded without saying much.
His face showed no excessive joy, as if this were merely a routine matter. However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.
"Second Brother, you should come with your elder brother as well."
Qin Yi did not turn around as he spoke.
Hearing this, Qin Qiong froze for a moment but quickly nodded and followed. At the head of the hall, Qin Su smiled. It seemed blood was thicker than water after all; Qin Yi still held the Qin Clan in his heart.
Qin Yi led the way, bringing Qin Qiong, Zhu Zhuyun, and the others into his study.
Of the two accompanying Zhu Zhuyun, the handsome one seemed to have a sense of propriety.
Instead of entering, he retreated a dozen paces and stood with his back to the study, acting as a sentry. Whether it was Qin Yi, Zhu Zhuyun, or Qin Qiong, none of them found this strange; they had clearly expected it.
Once the study door was closed, Qin Yi looked at Zhu Zhuyun and the other man but said nothing.
The two guests remained silent as well.
Qin Qiong spread his mental power, closing his eyes to sense the surroundings. After a moment, he opened them and said, "According to my senses, there are no suspicious people nearby. Furthermore, Father will alert us to the aura of any strange powerhouses. You may rest easy."
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuyun and the plain-looking man exchanged a smile. The man removed his outer black robe and took a red pill handed to him by Zhu Zhuyun.
A rich medicinal fragrance filled the air.
After swallowing it and mobilizing his internal Soul Power, a brilliant white light erupted from his body. It was quite piercing, and his aura began to shift.
It no longer carried the eerie, ethereal quality of the Zhu Clan's Hell Spirit Cat martial soul; instead, it became masculine, vast, and full of righteous energy.
Even more startlingly, within that brilliant white light, the man's appearance began to change. His black hair turned gold, and his face shifted from plain to handsome and resolute.
A dominant, overbearing air revealed itself between his brows.
It was the First Prince of the Star Luo Empire, Da Weisi.
"Qin Qiong greets the First Prince."
"General Qin, there is no need for such formalities." Da Weisi stopped Qin Qiong from bowing and looked at Qin Yi.
His tone carried a hint of interrogation as he said, "Mr. Qin's return has certainly made him famous in the capital. However, a few days ago, you publicly defied an imperial decree and refused an audience. Don't you think that was a bit too arrogant?"
"Arrogant? I, Qin Yi, do not think so. On the contrary, it is because I hold Star Luo in high regard."
"Otherwise, even though I was born in the Star Luo Empire, I would not necessarily have chosen it. On this continent, there are other powers worth choosing: Spirit Hall, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, or perhaps even the Heaven Dou Empire."
"But you chose Star Luo in the end. It seems that in your heart, sir, Star Luo is the most suitable place to realize your grand ambitions."
"Correct. Star Luo was indeed my first choice. However, if Your Highness had not come today, I would have headed for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Da Weisi raised an eyebrow.
"You are quite confident, sir. You publicly defied a decree just days ago. Even if you hail from the Qin Clan, are you truly not afraid that my Father would punish you for your crime?"
"Since I acted this way, I naturally gave it deep thought. I was confident I would remain unharmed. Had my arrangements been flawed, it would mean my judgment of character was poor and I had misread Star Luo; in that case, death would be my own fault."
"However, if I were to die, Star Luo would suffer an immense loss, and the possibility of unifying the continent would likely become microscopic."
"And now, not only has Your Highness come in person, but you have also specifically taken a Disguise Pill and dressed as a member of the Zhu Clan. It is clear that I was not mistaken."
Qin Yi's confidence made Da Weisi marvel inwardly.
This time, at his Father's behest, he had specifically used a Disguise Pill and pretended to be a clansman of Zhu Zhuyun to meet with Qin Yi under the cover of her visit. He clearly placed great importance on this man.
Qin Yi had tested them previously, and Da Weisi had naturally wanted to test him back.
The result was quite satisfying; this man was indeed extraordinary.
Taking a deep breath, Da Weisi looked at Qin Yi with burning eyes.
"Mr. Qin, let's not beat around the bush. Since I am already here, can you speak plainly?"
"You took down the 'Recruitment Scroll' yet intentionally remained silent to lure the Imperial family here. Just what brilliant strategy do you have to offer?"
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