Chen Moran is a really smart person, he thinks very clearly.
Who are they? A convict slave who was branded with the mark of slavery.
How strong is your talent? It's just not bad.
Can you reach the point of being the strongest in the mainland? Obviously not.
Where is there anything else to be arrogant about?
It is not easy for a monk to break out alone in this world. Not to mention that there are no such people, but they are rare.
The rest of the people either have strong family attachments, seek refuge in a master's sect, are attached to a powerful force, or form a group of similar people. In short, they cannot be alone, let alone stand out. Only in this world where the strong are respected can one go all the way, but even so it is not always smooth sailing. Just like him, if his family is destroyed, he will be reduced to a slave.
This is something he understood when his family was still prosperous. This is also the main reason why he is still alive until now. He has seen too many geniuses fall without a backer.
Since they cannot be good enough to become strong alone, it is inevitable to attach themselves to a master. This master is Ji Jiuzhong and Yan Xiangluo. He thinks it is their luck, so there is nothing to hesitate.
Fortunately, they made the right decision in the end.
Chen Moran knew that this was a watershed in their lives and that none of them would regret it.
When he came to the gate of the mansion, Ji Jiuzhong stopped and said, "Our people will take you to Jiuyuan City first. After you get there, just follow Manager Mu's arrangements."
“Yes.” Chen Mo Ran and others responded immediately.
Yan Xiangluo said to Qi Changhe and Qi Hao again, "We have prepared a mansion for you in the inner city. Xiao Hao can go into the palace to find your uncle at any time. My brother's name is Yan Anluo."
“Master, don’t worry, I will practice well with my uncle.” Qi Hao said immediately.
Grandpa just told him that when he went to Jiuyuan City, he should not be playful just because he had an uncle of the same age. He should know his identity and not lose the face of his master.
Yan Xiangluo smiled and said, "Okay, although your uncle is young, he is extremely talented in cultivation. You can encourage each other and learn from each other."
After the two of them finished explaining, the door of the mansion opened, and there were three hidden guards wearing black brocade robes and face scarves standing outside. They were Ji Jiuzhong's own hidden guards.
Ji Jiuchong said, "Send them back to Jiuyuan City and hand them over to Zixian."
“Yes.” The three of them responded.
Yan Xiangluo had been following Ji Jiuzhong, not knowing when he would arrange for someone to wait. She knew in her heart that Ji Jiuzhong was able to reach the position of regent in the Tianshun Empire because of his ability and not luck.
He is a born king.
This idea suddenly appeared in her mind.
The three of them left with Qi Hao and Chen Moran. Ji Jiuzhong noticed that the eyes of the people around him were always on him. He turned around and saw his beloved little girl looking at him with starry eyes.
Ji Jiuzhong laughed and said, "What's wrong?"
Yan Xiangluo came back to her senses. She was a little embarrassed that she had been stunned. She looked away and said, "I just suddenly felt that you were born to be a king."
Ji Jiuzhong's eyes widened and he understood what she meant. Although he was very happy that he existed like this in the eyes of his beloved girl, no one is born to be a king. It was life and experience that forced him to reach this point.
“If you don’t become a king, you won’t be able to save your life.” Ji Jiuzhong said in a light tone.
Yan Xiangluo instantly understood what he meant. Thinking of his experience, he was An An's age when he lost his father's blessing.
An An, who has been living with his parents since he was born, is much more sensible and mature than other children of the same age. You can imagine what the six-year-old Ji Jiuzhong is like. At that time, he had no relatives to protect him, only a group of loyal guards left to him by his father. It is true that if you don’t become a king, your life will not be saved.
No wonder he has always been so cold, because he has never felt warmth or love since he was six years old.
How much change does it take for such an indifferent person to treat himself like this?
Yan Xiangluo suddenly realized that she seemed to be taking it for granted. She was enjoying all the good things Ji Jiuzhong had given her, but she was still finding faults.
Yan Xiangluo understands that everyone’s character is shaped by life experiences, and she is no exception. The experience of two lives has made her a selfish person, treating everyone cautiously.
Along the way between the two of them, Ji Jiuzhong kept changing himself to suit himself, but he only enjoyed it but was never willing to give it wholeheartedly.
It’s time for you to learn to change yourself, so that the two of you can go further and further.
"I will protect you from now on." Yan Xiangluo reached out and held Ji Jiuzhong's slender hand, looked up at him and said seriously.
Ji Jiuzhong paused, surprise burst out in his eyes, and with a little force on his clasped hands, he pulled the person into his arms.
He didn’t say anything, he just hugged her tightly.
This is the first time since his father passed away when he was six years old, apart from the hidden guards his father left for him, someone has said they want to protect him.
Yu Xiangluo didn't move, letting him hold her.
Sometimes feelings don’t need to be expressed, each other knows what they mean.
Ji Jiuzhong, like himself, feels that their sense of security comes from their own strength. Now they both understand that they have each other, and this time it is a true spiritual fusion.
Truly accepted each other.
Looking down from the air, the man and woman hugging each other in the open door of the mansion, in the empty courtyard, the two people in front of the mansion seemed so lonely, but yet so warm.
Ji Jiuzhong rolled his eyes, let go of the person in his arms, and held her hand instead. Yan Xiangluo also noticed that someone was coming.
The Lord of Xiangyang City appeared in front of the mansion.
Yan Xiangluo's apricot eyes flashed for a moment, but this person had a keen sense of smell as always.
“Miracle Doctor, Mr. Ji, I’m sorry to bother you.” The Lord of Xiangyang City hesitated, but still called Ji Jiuzhong by his previous title.
He can't call Ji Jiuzhong the Human Emperor. Although the Ji family has revived in Ji Jiuzhong's hands, he is the only one. No matter how big Jiuyuan City is, it is no longer an imperial city.
Although he felt that Ji Jiuzhong wanted to be the Human Emperor, he had no objection at all.
"Is there something wrong, City Lord?" Ji Jiuzhong asked.
“I just want to ask, are Miracle Doctor Yu and Mr. Ji leaving Xiangyang City?” The lord of Xiangyang City spoke in an extremely calm tone.
Ji Jiuzhong said, "Well, I'll move to Jiuyuan City, but I won't sell this place, if I need to stay in the future."
The city owner of Xiangyang City’s eyes lit up. It’s good if the yard is not for sale, which means they will come back occasionally.
"Don't worry, you two, I will let people guard this place." The Lord of Xiangyang City said immediately.
Although no one can enter here even if no one is guarding it, the lord of Xiangyang City is expressing his determination to make good friends.