The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: You Won’t Understand Even If I Told You

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In the twelfth lunar month of winter, amid a blizzard, a young man in white riding a black wolf emerged from the mountains. This eerie spectacle quickly set all the knights on high alert. In an instant, the sound of swords being drawn filled the air.

Grr!

The obvious hostility prompted a low growl from the black wolf, its icy blue flames rising from its paws, an intense cold mingled with the fierce heat.

“Stop barking, look carefully, they are our own people, that’s my older brother!”

This overreaction from the black wolf made Feng Qing’an tap it on the head. He instantly recognized the carriages surrounded by knights in the center. They had stopped at his home’s doorstep just over half a year ago.

“Older brother!”

Amid the blizzard, Feng Qing’an’s slightly immature voice carried far. The knights who were about to take action froze suddenly, the curtains of the carriages they surrounded were lifted at that moment.

Out from the carriage came a figure that seemed both familiar and unfamiliar to Feng Qing’an. Ascending onto the vehicle, he rested his hand on his long sword and looked over.

Who could it be, other than his older brother, Feng Qingping?

But just half a year apart, his older brother had grown taller and emanated an indescribable aura of majesty, like a mountain towering high. It made people unconsciously overlook his over-youthful face.

“Brother An! ”

Surprised voices rang out, and as if by an unspoken agreement, the knights sheathed their swords at the same time.

As Feng Qing’an neared on his black wolf, they recognized the striking similarity between the boy and the one they were protecting, Cleary illustrating their relationship without needing words.

“Big brother, you have quite the entourage now!”

Half in admiration and half genuinely, Feng Qing’an said. He clearly saw that at least fifty knights followed his older brother’s carriage, their coats of wind and snow concealing their glittering armor.

Returning home for a visit with armored knights in tow seemed like a grand thing, but Feng Qing’an remembers that private possession of armor was punishable by death for the entire family.

And yet, the knights around his older brother were all well-armed, their mounts standing a head taller than any local horses he had seen before.

When he appeared on the black wolf, none of these horses had shown signs of being startled. Each of them was calm, just like the knights on them.

“You’ve changed quite a bit, too!”

Feng Qingping’s faint voice sounded as he looked at his younger brother, dressed in white and even barefoot in the freezing blizzard, riding a black wolf.

For a moment, the two brothers fell silent, neither of them expecting to run into each other here.

“Get on!”

After a brief silence, Feng Qingping beckoned for Feng Qing’an to get into the carriage.

“Okay!”

Feng Qing’an didn’t hesitate, he rode his black wolf towards the carriage under the weird looks of many knights. He quickly climbed onto the-rail, lifted Black Mountain, who had shrunk to the size of a common domestic dog, and carried him inside.

“Is this the dog you raised?”

When the two brothers sat opposite of each other in the carriage, Black Mountain nestled between them, wagging its tail so fast that it became a blur.

Black Mountain knew it had to behave around Qin’an brother’s older brother. This recognition came from a complex understanding of the hierarchy they lived in.

“Yes!”

Feng Qing’an nodded, his mind slightly stunned by the surprise reunion. He wasn’t sure what to say next.

“You raised it very well. In less than a year, it’s grown this big and you can even ride it around!”

Feng Qingping looked down at Black Mountain, who now looked like an ordinary domestic dog, and joked.

“It’s all thanks to you, big brother. Had it not been for you, Black Mountain would not have grown this big!”

Feng Qing’an spoke calmly, making the oppressive aura around him gradually fade.

“What does this have to do with me?”

Feng Qingping raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“Black Mountain ate the precious treasure that my sister-in-law sent over, that’s why it has grown this much!” Feng Qing’an explained.

“Sister-in-law sent…”

Feng Qingping trailed off, his deep eyes piercing into Feng Qing’an, seemingly seeing through everything.

“You know it?”

“Almost everything that I should know, my brother, the Consort Prince!”

Feng Qing’an was completely unfazed by the pressure his older brother was exerting.

“Do our parents know?”

“I don’t leak secrets. If you haven’t told them, why would I?”

Feng Qing’an replied.

Why would he do something so unpleasant? If his older brother hadn’t told their parents, there must be a reason.

“It’s not that I wanted to hide it from you all, but it involves a lot of complexities… I haven’t made up my mind yet!”

Feng Qingping looked at his younger brother and explained.

“But aren’t you already married by imperial decree?” Feng Qing’an remembered hearing it clearly. “I still haven’t decided whether to accept it!” “The emperor has already decreed it!”

Feng Qing’an reminded.

“So what?”

Feng Qingping’s eyes were clear, his expression indifferent as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Feng Qing’an was speechless. Compared to his older brother, his own ambition of becoming royalty seemed to fall short.

“So, is Princess Chongyang extremely ugly?”

Feng Qing’an ran out of things to say, so he changes the topic. He stopped calling her his sister-in-law since his brother wasn’t accepting the marriage yet.

“Unparalleled beauty, it’s hard to find someone like her in this world!”

Feng Qing’an answered succinctly.

“Does this princess have some hidden illness?”

“The father of Princess Chongyang is Prince Wuding, the most gifted and accomplished martial artist in Da Jin. Her martial arts talents are no less than her father’s!”

Feng Qingping glanced at Feng Qing’an.

“So her father is the most powerful royal, no wonder the emperor is wary of him!”

Feng Qing’an felt like he was starting to understand.

“The current emperor and Prince Wuding are siblings, just like you and me. Prince Wuding is in charge of military affairs at the Northwestern Frontier, commanding over a million troops!” “Then big brother, what are you hesitating about?”

Feng Qing’an couldn’t understand.

“It’s not about hesitation, it’s just…”

Feng Qingping paused, then he looked Feng Qing’an up and down, a light smile on his face,

“Forget it, you’re still young, you wouldn’t understand even if I told you!”