Battle Royale of the Four Great Classics

"Who's that?"

"Jia Lian?"

"No, I've seen that guy Jia Lian a few times. Could it be the legendary Jia Baoyu, born with jade in his mouth?"

The group murmured among themselves.

Before Jia Lian got married, he had been a profligate young master who roamed about everywhere, and he had crossed paths with these scions of powerful and noble families.

However, since he did not practice martial arts, few of those young nobles thought highly of him. The ones willing to hang out with him were all more or less the same type.

They avoided the Martial Arts Tower like the plague.

They had little contact with the noble youths who spent all year hanging around the Martial Arts Tower.

If a conflict broke out here and they got beaten up, they would not even have anywhere to seek justice. They could only swallow it and find a chance to win back their dignity later.

Last time, Xue Baochai had broken those playboys' arms and legs right on the street. That was why their elders had come knocking, leading to them being hung upside down from the Jia Clan's outer wall.

But if it happened inside the Martial Arts Tower—the training grounds—such visits to demand an explanation would basically never occur.

Didn't Lin Daiyu barge right in, beat someone up, and swagger away, while Li Lindao merely laughed?

The rules were right there.

Generally speaking, the noble youths of the imperial capital fell into three types. The first were people like Li Qi and Li Lin, accomplished in martial arts and part of a large circle. Within that circle were many smaller circles based on their families' status and their own abilities. These circles were not isolated from one another and often overlapped.

The second type consisted of people