Offering Aid and Revealing Her Origins

"That's right, that's right."

Bao Butong was quite respectful.

Now he has truly changed his ways, he doesn't say a single word of disagreement anymore, and his mouth is full of agreement.

They were afraid that Ji Boying would cause a ruckus on Taihu Lake, and if he actually found Swallow's Dock and Returning Waterside Pavilion, it would ruin the foundation of the Murong Family.

They genuinely recognized his extraordinary martial arts skills, unmatched in the world. Yet, he also seemed to be a novice, yet to establish a renowned reputation in the martial arts world, and they were inclined to extend an olive branch to recruit him.

If the Murong Family can gain this person's assistance, it will be much easier for them to accomplish great things in the future.

"Although my young master is not here, we servants may still presume to take his place. Your martial arts are superb, and it would be a great honor for the Murong family of Gusu to have you as a friend. Would you be willing to accompany us?"

The three women remained silent, letting the two men speak as they pleased.

Bao Butong tapped Feng Bo'e's heel with his toe.

Feng Bo'e also quickly offered some advice.

"We're on our way to meet the Beggar Gang's Sect. We might even see some Beggar Gang or the Beggar Gang leader. Since you're traveling the martial world, why don't you come with us and find some fun to fight?"

Ji Boying burst into laughter.

"Traveling together is fine. But becoming friends is not necessary for now. We are strangers who have met by chance and do not know each other's backgrounds. You do not know my good or evil, and I do not know your right or wrong. Making friends rashly will only cause more trouble."

Bao Butong nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

Although he had some things on his mind, it was also because he was influenced by the events involving Jiumozhi and Duan Yu.

To be honest, he wasn't really that smart, so he didn't understand the deeper meaning behind Ji Boying's words.

Of the three, only A'Zhu truly understood that this master seemed to look down on the Murong family of Gusu.

Could it be... could it be that after testing Feng the Fourth's skills, they think that Young Master's martial arts are not worth mentioning?

A'Zhu kept these doubts to herself.

Now that it seems that she is now in the same industry as the expert in front of her, she naturally dares not offend him.

Ji Boying didn't stand on ceremony either.

I took a few steps forward and passed the lotus flowers and leaves that had been crushed by the Feng Bo'e.

He stepped onto the cabin.

"Please sit down, young master."

The cabin wasn't small, A'Zhu brought out a small stool for Ji Boying to sit down.

Ji Boying nodded and sat down calmly.

Naturally, he also wanted to follow them and have them lead the way to Apricot Forest so he could see what Northern Qiao Feng was like.

"Young master, please."

A'Bi peeled off some of the rough edges and presented it to me with her two delicate white hands.

The water chestnut flesh was pure white, but A'Bi's little hands were even more delicate than that white flesh.

Do you like Wang Jiangning too?

Ji Boying casually took the water chestnut, popped one into his mouth and ate it while asking a question.

Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e have already started rowing.

Both men were skilled in martial arts. According to Ji Boying's estimation, the martial arts skills of the four retainers of the Murong Family should be similar to those of the Four Great Retainers of Dali, who were skilled in fishing Dali Duan Family, Fisherman, Woodcutter, Farmer, Scholar.

The two of them rowed quite vigorously, and in no time the boat had sped forward a long distance.

"Is it liking or not liking? It's just that I sang along with you and said a couple of good things."

A'Bi spoke softly.

Speaking in the local Jiangsu dialect, her voice sounded quite charming and interesting.

I had visited Taihu Lake before when I was at the Guiyun Manor. But now, it's a completely new sight.

It can't be said that the world has changed drastically, but it can certainly be said that things have changed and people are no longer the same.

Seeing that Ji Boying and A'Bi were having a good conversation, Bao Butong had an idea and deliberately tried to ingratiate himself by Bao Butong.

"If Young Master Ji meets my young master, they will surely become good friends."

This had been mentioned countless times, but this time Ji Boying wasn't afraid of offending anyone and simply shook his head.

"I'm afraid not."

A'Bi handed over some lotus seeds and asked curiously.

Why not?

Ji Boying laughed and said, "Although I am not pedantic, I find it difficult to befriend people who are too uncultured."

Ji Boying was considered to be well-read even among the Quanzhen Sect in the Mount Hua Library.

Even without deliberate years of arduous study, his knowledge is already beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It is true that reading a lot of books does not necessarily make one cultured, nor does it necessarily make one broad-minded or far-sighted.

But based on Ji Boying's impression of Murong Fu, he was clearly not a broad-minded or far-sighted person. He didn't read much, but he thought a lot.

Naturally, being an uncultured person, it would be difficult for him to have common ground with Ji Boying.

Wang Yuyan couldn't tell if the words were good or bad, and she didn't know why Bao Butong had fallen silent.

Curious, he asked, "Do you know my cousin? How do you know he's uneducated?"

This statement is not meant to refute Ji Boying, but rather out of curiosity, because outsiders probably wouldn't know these things.

One of the reasons Wang Yuyan was well-versed in martial arts manuals was because Murong Fu himself was unwilling to read them.

Murong Fu felt that he was a member of the Xianbei royal family and looked down on Han books.

Those martial arts manuals were all written in the Han script, which made me feel disgusted.

Wang Yuyan once asked Murong Fu what the Xianbei script looked like, and Murong Fu was naturally speechless.

It was for this reason that Wang Yuyan memorized the martial arts manual and told it to her cousin.

Speaking of Murong Fu, the Murong Family of Jiangsu seems to be a noble family with a long history of both literary and martial prowess.

Young Master Murong should naturally be elegant and skilled in both literature and martial arts.

But who would have thought that Murong Fu was actually an illiterate man who probably couldn't even recognize many characters?

Ji Boying only knew that he didn't like reading, wasn't very educated, and could recognize a few characters, but he didn't understand him.

But for someone as well-read as Ji Boying, someone like Murong Fu, who wasn't even willing to look at the words on a martial arts manual, could naturally be considered illiterate.

"I don't know your cousin, but that doesn't stop me from knowing these things."

None of the three girls believed it.

"How is this possible?"

Ji Boying laughed and said, "Why is it impossible? Miss Wang has never left her house and is not strong enough to kill a chicken, yet she knows all the martial arts in the world."

"I am a cultivator of Qi from Mount Zhongnan, well-read and knowledgeable in the three religions, so my understanding is naturally profound and I can know the affairs of the world without leaving my home."

"If you are willing to call me the Jianghu Encyclopedia, I am honored to accept it."

The three girls giggled when they found his story funny.

One by one, they kept shouting that they didn't believe it.

Ji Boying looked at A'Zhu.

Although many things in the Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Proud Wanderer and The Legend of the Condor Heroes are quite bumpy, they mostly end happily.

In the Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Proud Wanderer*, Yue Buqun's original fate wasn't particularly regrettable; it was Ning Zhongze who suffered the most. Ultimately, the righteous and demonic factions reconciled, which could be considered a happy ending for all.

Needless to say, in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Guo Jing became a great hero, but his ultimate regret was that he could not resist the tide of history.

Ji Boying made up for all the small regrets that had existed through his own efforts.

Overall, they all ended happily ever after.

There are far too many regrets in this world of the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

The interconnectedness of these regrets has led to numerous tragedies.

"What? You don't believe me?"

All three chuckled and shook their heads.

I don't believe it.

Ji Boying smiled and looked up at A'Zhu.

"Is Miss A'Zhu's surname Ruan?"

In short, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue.

Wang Yuyan and A'Bi hadn't reacted yet, but A'Zhu felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her heart, and the smile on her face instantly froze.

Instead, it turned into a mix of anticipation, surprise, and bewilderment.

She raised both hands to her chest, her slender white fingers trembling.

His stammering words didn't form coherent sentences.

"I...I...you...I am...surname Ruan..."

Before he could finish half a sentence, his eyes were already red.

A'Bi and Wang Yuyan embraced A'Zhu with a hint of heartache.

Both of them adopted a more anxious demeanor.

"Young Master Ji, do you really know Sister A'Zhu's background? Please have mercy and guide me through this mystery."

Wang Yuyan also spoke up, "Young Master Ji, we will never forget your great kindness. Do you want the secret manual? I know many martial arts, and I can recite them to you right now."

"Miss Wang!"

Bao Butong shouted something.

He glanced at A'Zhu somewhat shyly, but dared not meet Ji Boying's gaze.

Ever since Ji Boying said that Murong Fu was uncultured, Bao Butong knew that Ji Boying probably didn't like the Gusu.

Logically speaking, a subject should die for his lord's dishonor.

But now Bao Butong just wants to get Ji Boying away as soon as possible, away from Taihu Lake and away from Swallow's Dock.

They could only swallow their anger.

But when Wang Yuyan heard that Wang Yuyan was going to tell Ji Boying about the martial arts Bao Butong, he really didn't want to.

Even if Ji Boying really had evil intentions and arrested them all for interrogation, it would still take time to get the information out of them.

How can you push things forward before a conflict has even started?

Even if it would be unfair to A'Zhu, Bao Butong refused to see such an act of aiding the enemy that was detrimental to Murong Fu.

This person's internal strength and Lightness Skill are already astonishing.

If you were to face him, you would probably be no match for him. You could only rely on the Murong family of Gusu to fight him back with their own methods.

Perhaps the only advantage the young master has is that he knows a lot of martial arts.

At this point, how can we afford to lose even our last remaining advantage?

A'Zhu's eyes were red and she seemed at a loss.

Even with her intelligence, she didn't know what to do at this moment.

She was the most astute among them, and she vaguely sensed the subtle tension between Ji Boying and Bao Butong, or rather, the Murong Family.

"Brother Bao, what's the matter?"

Wang Yuyan didn't quite understand what Bao Butong meant, and instead looked up with her big, dark eyes and asked Bao Butong.

"Huh? Ah... It's nothing... No... It's nothing."

He lowered his head and rowed hard again.

Ji Boying did not take this man's petty schemes to heart.

Even if the Murong family of Gusu and the Murong mansion, along with their four great servants, came together, Ji Boying wouldn't care.

Why bother about what those things are thinking when you can just crush them with your bare hands?

Especially since these people are not like they were when I first met Peng Lianhu.

These people are not as ruthless and insidious as Peng Lianhu and his gang.

They didn't employ many ruthless methods like poisoning, which were utterly insignificant compared to Ji Boying's.

Ji Boying did not want to make fun of this pitiful yet lovely woman.

His martial arts skills are probably among the best in the world of the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

Now that he has arrived in this place, the only things that can attract Ji Boying, besides the grudges and feuds of the martial arts world, are the Xiaoyao School.

I just thought of it as a carefree experience of life's stories, unaware that fate might arrange my departure at any moment.

What's wrong with doing some good deeds?

He then began reciting a folk song to himself.

"The stars in the sky, twinkling brightly, will shine forever, bringing peace and tranquility to Chang'an."

Before A'Zhu could even wipe away her tears, she took out her Longevity Lock from her bosom.

At this moment, she didn't care about anything else; the gold piece still carried her delicate fragrance.

What came into the view of the four people was right in her rosy and delicate palm.

This is the very line of the folk song on the gold plaque.

"You... you really did... know that you are... you are... me..."

A'Zhu was in tears, but Ji Boying quickly shook his head.

"Hey! No, I'm not. I have nothing to do with your family."

After thinking about it, he nodded.

"In terms of relationship, we can indeed say we're related, but we're not relatives. I won't keep you in suspense any longer, I can tell you that your mother's name is Ruan Xingzhu, and you have a younger sister who also has a Longevity Lock. The star in the sky corresponds to the character 'Xing' in your mother's name."

A'Bi Wang Yuyan were happy for A'Zhu after hearing this.

"That's wonderful, that's wonderful! Young Master Ji really knew! Sister A'Zhu, you've found your mother."

The happier A'Zhu was, the more tears she shed, constantly wiping away her tears while laughing.

Salty tears streamed down my cheeks and tasted sweet in my mouth.

Seeing their happiness, Ji Boying wasn't disappointed and continued speaking.

"Miss A'Zhu comes from a distinguished family. Do you know who your father is?"

Of course, A'Zhu didn't know.

"Your father is Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan Dali!"

The three women, who had been excited and overjoyed, instantly fell silent.

Even Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e listened attentively.

"This... this is impossible? Lord Ji... my benefactor, this is absolutely not something to joke about."

A'Zhu couldn't believe it.

"How can you say it's a joke? Don't you know you have a joke tattooed on your shoulder?"

A'Bi also covered her mouth in surprise.

She knew that, of course.

Wang Yuyan tugged at A'Bi's hand, her gaze searching.

A'Bi nodded rapidly and repeatedly, she was so cute.

Wang Yuyan also stared in surprise, her mouth agape, and covered her mouth with her small hand.

The two men stood on either side of A'Zhu, turning their heads in surprise to stare at A'Zhu, making A'Zhu feel uncomfortable.

"Oh dear, so that young master Duan might be related to Sister A'Zhu."

Ji Boying feigned ignorance and said, "Is the Young Master Duan you're talking about the one who was captured by the Tubo Imperial Advisor Jiumozhi and brought to Jiangnan?"

"It is indeed him. Does Young Master Ji also recognize Young Master Duan?"

Ji Boying laughed and said, "I know him, but he doesn't know me. He is a direct descendant of the Dali Duan family, the heir of the Zhennan King of Dali Kingdom, and should be Miss Azhu's brother."

The sheer volume of information left the three young girls feeling overwhelmed and confused.

They looked at each other, chattering away.

Such a series of coincidences in the world could not help but make these three inexperienced people feel incredibly amazed.

It was something incredibly novel and alluring to them.

"Oh dear, this is bad. We've neglected Sister A'Zhu's brother. He's an Heir Apparent, no less."

A'Bi patted A'Zhu's hand.

Even Bao Butong was lost in thought.

If A'Zhu is indeed the daughter of the Prince of Zhennan, that would be excellent, as it would allow the Murong Family to establish a connection.

It's a pity they weren't very polite to Duan Yu.