Chapter 677 - 675: Is the arena fun?_1
Chapter 677: Chapter 675: Is the arena fun?_1
“Jinhao, Jinlei… you guys come here too.”
Lin Qingluo smiled and called out to her six younger brothers.
“Sister, Sister.”
The six little brothers gathered around her like cheerful little foals, laughing and chattering.
Lin Qingluo picked up a purse for each of them and handed one to each brother.
“Today, I’m happy, so I have rewards for you. In the future, practice martial arts diligently, try to become like your elder brothers, strong pillars of the Duke of Zhen’s mansion, and brave warriors on the battlefield.”
“Mhm, we’ll remember.”
The six brothers happily accepted the purses, their big eyes shining brightly.
**
The group of young people happily had lunch at Fluttering Snow Residence, then went their separate ways.
Lin Qingluo rested for a while in the afternoon, freshened up, and headed to the elegant pavilion to learn her afternoon lessons.
News of the Duke’s Eldest Miss defeating the Barbarian Warriors spread throughout Capital City, and the three young warrior ladies naturally heard about it.
As a result, when she walked into the pavilion, three pairs of fiery eyes instantly converged on her.
Then, a high-pitched voice full of resentment followed, causing her to jump and almost stumbled back out.
“Qingluo, you’re not fair, you didn’t invite us to join you in the fun challenge!”
Lin Qingluo looked speechlessly at Princess Huimin, who had her hands on her waist and a face full of resentment.
Is fighting in a challenge fun?
Only delicate misses who haven’t experienced bloody battles would think so, right?
“Ahem.”
Ji Liuyun followed in, coughing lightly a few times.
“Young Master Liuyun has arrived.”
“Please sit down.”
Upon hearing the cough, He Biqiu and Li Mulin immediately changed their expressions, straightened their backs, and picked up their books with proper manners.
Princess Huimin also calmed down, her ears red as she sat down, her face no longer showing any trace of resentment.
One thing overcomes another.
The three proud, young warrior ladies would only show some restraint and a hint of girlish delicacy in front of the elegant and peerless First Young Master.
Lin Qingluo smiled teasingly, walked into the pavilion, and sat down in her seat.
As usual, the strategic discussion was dull, making the listener drowsy.
Not even half a Shichen (1 Shichen = 2 hours) had passed, and the three ladies had already begun to doze off, resting their cheeks against the gentle spring breeze.
Ji Liuyun glanced at the four students and noticed that only Lin Qingluo was sitting upright and listening attentively. He rubbed his brow with a slight sense of helplessness.
Was his presence becoming weaker and weaker?
Out of his four students, three were sleeping during the lesson.
“Senior Brother Ji, there’s only half a month left until the County Exam. Hang in there for another half month, and you won’t have to come here every day to suffer and watch them sleep, torturing your nerves.”
Lin Qingluo, with her keen understanding, saw his frustration and smiled to console him.
“Fortunately, there’s still one who isn’t sleeping.”
Ji Liuyun smiled with relief, then continued the lesson with renewed energy.
****
The northwest border of the Fengqi Empire was connected to the vast grasslands. The nomadic tribes there were skilled in horsemanship and archery and fought fiercely with wolf packs and fierce beasts in the harsh environment, making them extremely formidable fighters.
The Qiyan Tribe, the ruler of the grasslands, started as a small tribe of just a few thousand people.
Danta, the leader of the tribe, rose to power and led his people to expand outwards gradually. In ten years, he completed the conquest of various tribes by force and unified the entire grassland.
The climate on the grasslands was ever-changing and harsh, with the edge constantly eroded by deserts and the fertile grasslands shrinking year by year.
Danta was good at fighting and war came naturally to him. However, when it came to governing his domain, he struggled and was unable to win the hearts of his people.