Remember, You Must Be Respectful!

The next morning, Jia Xingtian sat in his study, holding a brush in his hand but not putting it to paper.

After thinking for a long time, he set down the brush and looked up at Yao Ye, who stood by the door.

"Yao Ye, go to Shimo City in person."

Yao Ye froze. "Shimo City?"

"The place I told you about before—the boy named Xiao Chen." Jia Xingtian said, "Find him and invite him to the palace as a guest."

"Invite him as a guest?" Yao Ye furrowed her brow. "Grandfather, when you want to see someone, you usually send someone to summon them. Why invite him?"

"Summon him?" Jia Xingtian shook his head. "He's no ordinary person. There isn't another person in the entire Jia Ma Empire who can defeat Queen Medusa. Someone like that must be invited, not summoned."

Yao Ye fell silent for a moment, then nodded.

Though she wasn't entirely willing, she couldn't disobey her grandfather's orders.

"When you reach Shimo City, be sure to treat him with respect," Jia Xingtian instructed. "Whether he agrees or not, you must not offend him."

"I understand, Grandfather," Yao Ye said.

She turned to leave, but when she reached the door, she glanced back.

Jia Xingtian had already lowered his head and resumed reading the memorials.

Yao Ye left the study and walked down the corridor.

Yao Yue appeared from who knew where and followed behind her sister.

"Big Sister, did Grandfather tell you to go to Shimo City?"

Yao Ye turned to look at her younger sister. "Were you eavesdropping?"

"What do you mean, eavesdropping?" Yao Yue pouted. "I just happened to be passing by and overheard."

Yao Ye didn't call her out and kept walking.

"Grandfather's making way too much of that person," Yao Yue said, following behind her with a hint of discontent in her voice. "Inviting him and treating him with respect. Is that really necessary?"

"Grandfather has his reasons."

"What reasons?" Yao Yue said. "He only defeated Queen Medusa. Maybe he used some underhanded trick."

"Yao Yue." Yao Ye stopped and looked at her younger sister. "I understand that you feel resentful, but Grandfather said that person is no ordinary man. We can't afford to offend him."

Yao Yue pouted and said nothing.

"Besides, Grandfather said that boy is only a few years older than you," Yao Ye said. "If you really can't accept it, then train hard and surpass him one day."

"Surpass him?" Yao Yue pouted. "I don't believe he's really that strong."

Yao Ye sighed and said nothing more.

Her younger sister had been spoiled since childhood and couldn't stand seeing anyone stronger than her.

"Alright, go back. I'm getting ready to leave."

"Big Sister, are you going alone?" Yao Yue asked.

"I'll take a few personal guards," Yao Ye said.

"I want to go too," Yao Yue said.

"What would you go for?"

"To see what's so great about that person," Yao Yue said.

Yao Ye shook her head. "No. Grandfather didn't say you could go."

Yao Yue wanted to say more, but seeing how firm her sister was, she had to give up.

Watching her sister walk away, she stood rooted to the spot, feeling miserable.

Was that person really so strong?

She didn't believe it.

Shimo City.

Xiao Chen walked into the Desert Iron Mercenary Group's hall with Qing Lin.

Qing Lin followed behind him with a light step, looking rather confident.

She used to walk with her head down, afraid to look at anyone. She still got shy sometimes, but she was much better than before.

Xiao Ding and Xiao Li sat in the hall, drinking tea and chatting.

When Qing Lin entered, Xiao Li's eyes lit up at once.

"Qing Lin, the Dou Qi in you—" He set down his teacup, stood up, and looked her up and down.

Xiao Ding stood as well, staring at Qing Lin with astonishment in his eyes.

"You've reached Five-Star Dou Zhe?" Xiao Ding's voice trembled.

Qing Lin nodded. "It's all thanks to Young Master."

Xiao Ding drew in a sharp breath.

Just a few days ago, Qing Lin had been a little girl without even a trace of Dou Qi.

How long had it been, and she had already reached Five-Star Dou Zhe?

That was even faster than Xiao Yan had been back then.

"Xiao Chen, how did you pull this off?" Xiao Li walked over to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"I refined some spirit liquid," Xiao Chen said.

"Spirit liquid?" Xiao Li froze. "What kind of spirit liquid is that powerful?"

Xiao Chen didn't answer.

Seeing this, Xiao Li didn't press him further.