C21

After hearing the Marquis' orders, the Golden Scale Guard who was guarding the Compendium Pavilion was stopped by a glance from their leader. The leader took a step forward and bowed, "Master Hou, this is the esteemed guest of our house. This is a little inappropriate."

"And who are you?" The Emperor of Chu narrowed his eyes as he spoke, his tone filled with dissatisfaction.

"Reporting to Your Lordship, this little one is Wan Quan, and I am just a sergeant. Your Lordship is extremely considerate, so I naturally do not recognize you." His answer was very appropriate, and even Jun Linyue, who wholeheartedly wanted to pick a fight, couldn't help but praise him in his heart.

Jun Yingyue stared at him and said, "Now that this marquis wants to enter the Compendium Pavilion, this ungrateful guest actually stopped me. This marquis orders you to bring people to capture him!"

Wan Quan's face turned sullen as he pleaded, "Master Hou, please don't make things difficult for this little one. This little one and the brothers under my command are really no match for this guest official."

"Oh? Looks like I won't be able to go to the Compendium Pavilion today? " Jun Lanyue's voice was raised by thirty percent as he glared furiously at Wan Quan.

Whether it was the marquis or the first wife, they were both unreachable to him. He did not dare to take part in matters between them, but if he really did listen to Jun Linyue's words, then in the future, when the first wife berated him, he would not be able to take responsibility. As for this marquis in front of him, he wanted to deceive him a bit.

"Aiya, Master Hou, don't blame this guest official. He has a straightforward temper and doesn't like to talk, so he angered Master Hou." Wan Quan rubbed his hands together and continued, "This was ordered by the Madam. Master Hou's health has not been very good, and places like the Compendium Pavilion that have put in great effort do not even recommend Master Hou."

"Then I have to thank you?" Jun Yingyue swept a glance at them and snorted coldly, "This marquis' mental state is very good. Cut the crap and get out of my way!"

"This …" Wan Quan felt a little awkward, he looked at the guest who was still looking at him coldly and said awkwardly, "Master Hou, please go back."

"Bastard!" "Does this house listen to me or to the first wife!" Jun Lin Yue berated.

Wan Quan bowed as he explained, "I will naturally listen to the marquis' words, but the first wife is still the marquis' mother after all. It's all for the marquis' sake."

"Yes." Jun Lanyue smiled as he put away his pretense of anger. His expression was indifferent, but it was clear to see. I know that all of you will listen to the first wife, but that doesn't matter. The first uncle is already preparing to leave the mountain and take back this house for me.

Jun Lin Yue casually took out the seal, and as expected, the crowd was all taken aback. As they turned to look at him, their eyes were filled with complicated emotions, their contempt and disregard for him had already faded away.

Regardless of whether or not they could take over the house of the Marquis in the end, with the support of the third strongest person in the Azure Province, it was already not something that the servants like them could easily humiliate later on, unless they decided to stand on the side of the First Wife.

The Guest Warrior scoffed disdainfully at him. When the bright and dazzling seal entered his sight, his expression froze, as he found it hard to digest this kind of result.

In the eyes of Wan Quan and the other bottom level Golden Scale Guards, it was obvious that Jun Lin Yue had the biggest winning ticket since he was able to obtain the waiting stamp. The scales in his heart had already started to tilt towards Jun Lin Yue's side.

"Uncle Rong has already been executed by me. Who should I let be the housekeeper?" As though he was mumbling to himself, Jun Lin Yue pushed away the guests and walked into the Compendium Pavilion.

Uncle Rong is dead?!

He wouldn't be able to hide it for long. As long as he asked a little bit, he would be able to find out the results. Soon, Wan Quan and the others' hearts were all set on Jun Lanyue. For minor characters like them, if they could join the Jun Lin Yue as early as possible, they might even be able to earn some money.

Jun Lanyue wasn't very clear about the inner workings of such a small gamble. Since he didn't know who the first lady was, he might as well test it out himself. If he lacked manpower, he could only use such a stupid method.

The effect was very good. At least he knew that the guest was the first wife, and as for that Wan Quan, he should be wavering and indecisive. Should he give her a little more temptation? Even if the picture cake to satisfy hunger, if the person has more, this big cake will really get.

"This is a detailed explanation of pole techniques?" Where did I get the stick, this book... This is a spear art? " Jun Linyue didn't have the time to read through the books one by one. With a glance, he could tell that it was too difficult to find suitable books for his cultivation in the vast amount of books.

"Eight Desolations Technique?" This name was somewhat strange, should he take it or not? Before he could think too much, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind him. He quickly took out a book that wasn't too thick and put it in his sleeve. At the same time, he pretended to take out another book.

"The hand that was about to grab the book was grabbed, clamping it down like a tiger's claw. Jun Lanyue struggled for a moment, but found that he was unable to break free. On the contrary, he felt pain coming from his arm." Master Hou, please return. "

Could this person be a Martial Master? Upon realizing that he was unable to break free, he decided not to resist and allowed the guards to escort him out of the Compendium Pavilion.

Seeing how they were obstructing their line of sight, Jun Lin Yue couldn't help but find it laughable. They didn't even want to see the title of the book. From the looks of it, as long as the first wife didn't fall, this Compendium Pavilion wouldn't be fated to be his.

From the looks of it, the only thing he could gain from this was the《 Eight Desolations Technique》. After Jun Linyue was' escorted 'out of the library, he turned back to look. The library was already guarded by many layers of guards. Judging from their attire, they were actually from the Dark Sword Hall, which was highly regarded by the first wife.

After all, this was the first wife's direct line of descent. If his guess was right, the other important locations were probably taken by the Dark Sword Hall.

Returning to the Hidden Dragon Hall, Jun Lanyue took out the "Eight Desolations Technique" and started reading it carefully. It turned out to be a boxing style. Even though it was the lowest level, there was clearly something unique about it that allowed it to be accepted into the library.

According to the records, after practicing for a while, he had grasped about 30% of the fire attribute. Although he had yet to grasp the essence of it, it was still quite decent.

He wanted to go to the Martial Exhibition Hall to test his skills, but found that the hall was already controlled by the Dark Sword Hall and didn't allow him to get close at all. He wanted to get a few practice stakes back, but was still rejected.

In regards to such a situation, Jun Lanyue didn't have much of a way to deal with it. He could only hope that the Monarch would think of a good countermeasure.

After strolling around the house of the Marquis, Jun Lanyue was so saddened that he found that he could not go anywhere near it. He was so angry that he wanted to resist, but without the support of the Monarch's Profound, there was nothing he could do.

The most depressing thing was that he couldn't even leave the manor right now!

A small amount of patience can lead to a large amount of scheming, while a small amount of blind eyes can lead to a clean end. Jun Lin Yue ordered the servants to wait until the dishes were served before closing the door of the Hidden Dragon Hall.

There was no point in getting angry with the first wife over this matter. If he had the time, he might as well spend a little more time cultivating.

It was already late at night when Jun Lin Yue, who was cultivating, was awakened by a knock on the door. He lit up the barrel of fire in one hand, the black jade sword in the other, and said in a deep voice, "Who's outside?"

"Master Hou, it's me."