Zhuang Huaisen stared at the slender, agile young man on the training ground, and secretly sighed, "How can a child who can be cruel to himself treat others kindly?"

He squinted his eyes, and his gaze was nailed to Qin Wuyan's body like a nail.

The commander of the guards accidentally saw Zhuang Huaisen, hurried over, and cupped his hands at Zhuang Huaisen: "High Priest, are you coming to watch?"

Zhuang Huaisen nodded, raised his hand to stroke his beard, frowned and asked, "How about that Qin Wuyan?"

The commander of the guards followed his line of sight to the center of the training ground, and replied truthfully: "This kid is extremely talented and extremely smart. Although he is still young, he is extremely stable. In time, once he seizes the opportunity, he will be able to soar into the sky." .

In terms of talents, they are materials that can be made. "

Zhuang Huaisen smiled: "What about other things?"

"On other things..." the guard commander said after considering it: "It's hard to say that it's a humble job."

"Just say it." Zhuang Huaisen has always trusted the people he single-handedly promoted.

"If you talk about other things, this child has a hard heart, and he is not someone who is intoxicated by the love of his children."

Everyone in the priest's mansion probably knew that Qin Wuyan was picked up by the eldest lady of the priest's mansion, Zhuang Xiaoyu, the jewel in the palm of the high priest.

Moreover, Zhuang Xiaoyu cared for Qin Wuyan very much, and even planned to let him be his personal bodyguard.

For a man who needs dignity, although this is a kind of revenge, it is also a kind of humiliation.

Relying on women to be superior, in this Moon City where men are superior to women, is already despised.

Zhuang Huaisen's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "A man should not be obsessed with the love of his children."

The guard leader cupped his hands: "Missy has golden branches and jade leaves, it should be good to have someone who knows cold and hot to spend her life together."

Zhuang Huaisen chuckled, "After the selection is over, let him come to find this priest."

After speaking, he flicked his wide sleeves, turned around and left with his hands behind his back.

At this time, Qin Wuyan was pushing the last competitor to the ground, and he himself was already bruised and bloody.

In the scorching sun, he stood in the very center of the training ground, his body wobbled, but he still stood firm, like a shattered stone statue, if he touched him with a finger, he would collapse.

The guard commander walked in front of him, and there was a hint of approval in his eyes, "In just over a month, you have been promoted from an ordinary guard to a small captain, and now you have become the guard captain of the small captain, not bad. "

As he spoke, he laughed, and said meaningfully: "It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the younger generations are awesome."

Qin Wuyan was dizzy and his ears were buzzing. He vaguely heard the words of the commander of the guards, but he didn't have time to figure out the meaning inside. He just mechanically cupped his hands at the commander of the guards.

The guard commander put his hands behind his back and circled around him, "Young man, you are very powerful. The high priest wants to see you alone, so go quickly."

As he spoke, he slapped him heavily on the shoulder.

Qin Wuyan, who was already at the end of his strength, couldn't hold on anymore, his body went limp, he fell to the ground, and passed out.



When he woke up again, he was already lying on the wooden bed in the small wing.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was sitting on the edge of the bed, wiping away tears silently with a handkerchief.

Qin Wuyan moved a bit, and found that his whole body was wrapped in white bandages, and the wound on his body was also burning with pain, and the medicine had soaked into the wound...