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Mr. Yao had been able to recognize Xiao Xun'er's extraordinary, otherworldly air at a glance mainly because he had once met a woman with the same exceptional temperament.

From that moment onward, Mr. Yao had understood that behind extraordinary beauty often lay some unseen power and influence.

Mr. Yao's words made Jiang Lin's eyes widen. He did not even need to think with his toes to know that the beautiful old acquaintance Mr. Yao spoke of had to be his mother, whose fate remained unknown.

Jiang Lin touched his delicate, flawless face. Years of blacksmithing had darkened his complexion somewhat, turning it from fair to a wheatish tan, but his skin was still exceptionally good. If he dressed as a woman, he would at least be an exotic little beauty with a dick.

Jiang Lin now suspected that Mr. Yao knew his real name. He simply had never brought it up, just as he himself had discarded his name back in the Chu Yun Empire. He likely believed Jiang Lin should discard his former name as well.

No. Mr. Yao rarely calls me Jiang Lin. Aside from introducing me to others, he usually calls me Lin'er. And Lin'er... Sure enough, he knows far more than I imagined.

Jiang Lin had not told Mr. Yao his true name because he remembered his mother telling him not to reveal his surname to outsiders. It would be dangerous.

While I was still wondering why Xiao Xun'er felt different from everyone else in the Xiao Family, Mr. Yao had already used his experience to determine that she was no ordinary person and not someone to provoke. As expected of an old hand who has traveled through several empires. Jiang Lin sighed inwardly.

"Let's go. We're heading to the Miter Auction House. They hold a small auction every three days and a larger one every half month. Our timing is just right. If we deliver the auction items now, everything should be settled by tonight, and then we can buy some goods before heading back." Mr. Yao interrupted Jiang Lin's wandering thoughts, rapped him on the head, and led him toward the Miter Auction House.

Meanwhile, within the Xiao Family, Xiao Zhan invited Lin Shi to their family dinner. Only Xiao Zhan's family was present at the feast: besides Xiao Zhan himself, there were the three Xiao brothers, Xiao Ding, Xiao Li, and their little genius, Xiao Yan.

At the family dinner, Xiao Zhan introduced his three sons—all Dou Zhes—to Lin Shi, then said, "Brother Lin, my two boys will be in your care while they're away from home!"

Lin Shi readily replied, "Rest assured, Brother Xiao Zhan. Entrusting your two worthy nephews to me shows that you think highly of Lin. Once they join the Mercenary Group, I will certainly look after them!"

It turned out that Xiao Ding and Xiao Li believed that now Xiao Yan had broken through to become a Dou Zhe, he could stay home and care for their father. Thus, the two brothers wished to follow Lin Shi to Black Rock City and make a name for themselves outside, striving to establish a new venture for the Xiao Family.

After the meal, Xiao Yan gave Xiao Ding and Xiao Li a pair of armguards. "I don't know who gave these to me, but since my two brothers have made up their minds to venture out, I can't stop you. So I'll give you these Yellow-grade low-tier armguards. They can at least offer some protection."

Xiao Yan gave the Flowing Light Armguard, the Dou Artifact someone whose name he could not remember had given him, to his two brothers. He felt that he had no use for it himself.

However, Xiao Yan did not yet know that at some point in the future, he would pay a heart-stopping price for today's recklessness.

Because this defensive Dou Artifact, which Jiang Lin had pulled off his own arm, was the only defensive Dou Artifact sold by Young Qilin in Wutan City over the next three years!

Selling blades, not armor—customers couldn't praise them enough!

When Xiao Yan gave away the armguards, he noticed two very cute engravings of "little dogs gazing at the sky" on them and could not help laughing. "I wonder which childish blacksmith made this piece of armor. It's childishly adorable."

Jiang Lin: Don't worry, a whole lot of blades are on the way. Please don't die from how cute they are, dear!

Not long after Xiao Xun'er left, her shadow guard came to find her.

Ling Ying said, "That Mr. Yao is a clever man. He seems to have guessed that you are not someone to provoke, Miss, and even warned Jiang Lin not to cause trouble."

Mr. Yao: See that?! Even a Dou Emperor has to respectfully call me Mister!

If there were more clever people like that in this world, my work as a guard would be much easier, wouldn't it? Ling Ying silently grumbled inwardly. Who knew where all these brainless fools came from? Worthless trash, yet they dared harbor improper thoughts toward someone like Miss Xun'er, who clearly had the bearing of no ordinary person. Ling Ying was utterly speechless.

"Elder Ling, there is no need to keep an eye on them. I roughly understand their identities now." In her room in the Xiao Family's rear courtyard, Xiao Xun'er suddenly spoke gravely to Ling Ying, who was kneeling on one knee beside her.

"Hm?" Ling Ying was somewhat puzzled, but as a guard, he understood his place. He should not ask what he was not meant to ask.

"As you command, Miss." Ling Ying nodded seriously, and his figure swiftly vanished.

Only Xiao Xun'er remained, sitting by the bed and staring blankly at the sunlight outside.

Could there be signs of people from the Central Continent moving about even in this tiny Jia Ma Empire?

Something feels slightly off, but Jiang Lin truly gives me the impression of someone from the Central Continent. I never lived in the Central Continent for very long, so I can only vaguely sense that his aura resembles that of its people. Why?

"Are they from the Soul Clan? Have they already traced me here? No, if it were the Soul Clan, Elder Ling would have been on guard long ago."

A young girl's intuition was always so terrifying. Xiao Xun'er had merely relied on her intuition to feel that Jiang Lin's aura gave her the impression of someone from the Central Continent. Well, although she barely had any memories of the Central Continent, that was intuition for you. Intuition did not need to make sense! (Hands on hips.)

Elder Ling said he was an orphan? Perhaps he is a bloodline from some Central Continent sect that I do not remember, one that was lost outside?

If he truly was a lost bloodline from one of those powerful Central Continent clans, then Xiao Xun'er could understand why she felt he was somewhat different. By the same logic, it would be perfectly normal for him to find her strange too—normal my ass!

She could use her unreasonable intuition to identify Jiang Lin as someone from the Central Continent, but how could Jiang Lin unreasonably decide out of nowhere that she was different?

Could it be the Imperial Blood within her? Or the fragment of the Golden Emperor Blazing Heaven Flame within her body??

Please, could you make some sense?!

Could it be that he was from one of the Ancient Eight Clans, one of those Ancient Clans that had always remained mysterious? Was his Spiritual Sense so powerful that he had directly seen through her Imperial Blood and the fragment of her Heavenly Flame??

How could that be! Absolutely impossible! (Hands on hips.)

After thinking it over, Xiao Xun'er felt that the odds of Jiang Lin being stunned by her adorable beauty were greater than the odds of him being from one of the Ancient Eight Clans.

After all, none of the Ancient Clans had the surname Jiang.

"If that is the case... then his soul was innately somewhat powerful, and he also had a clever person by his side to guide him. That would explain how he could sense that I was different from others."

With the peerlessly clever Mr. Yao as precedent, Xiao Xun'er's reasoning was extremely sound.

People from the Central Continent were a little strange. That was perfectly normal.

But just as a young girl's intuition could be unreasonable,

many things in this world could also be unreasonable.