Long Xingyu's expression was equally complicated, but he quickly regained his composure.
"I'm from the Bright Moon City Knight Branch Hall. Starting today, I'll be your knight instructor for the next three years. From now on, you'll train under me."
"Yes, Teacher Xingyu!" Long Haochen answered.
"Let's go."
Long Xingyu held out a hand to Long Haochen. Long Haochen was startled at first, then reached out his own hand. Long Xingyu's hand was large, completely enveloping Long Haochen's. It was not especially warm—if anything, it was somewhat cold.
Long Xingyu led Long Haochen out of the Odin Sub-Hall and out of Odin Town.
The moment they left the town, Long Xingyu began running with Long Haochen as though riding the clouds. Within a few breaths, Odin Town had been left far behind them.
Long Haochen was not surprised. He merely tightened his grip on Long Xingyu's hand. He had long since witnessed this ability Long Xingyu displayed from Feng Xiu.
When he was little, Feng Xiu had held Long Haochen's hand like this more than once, taking him across every inch of Demon Race territory. Feng Xiu had even displayed the miraculous art of spatial folding and traversal before Long Haochen, leaving a deep impression on him.
Long Xingyu looked at the calm and composed Long Haochen with some surprise, but did not ask any questions.
Before long, father and son arrived at the foot of a mountain. The people of Odin Town called it Odin Mountain. It was teeming with wild beasts, and magical beasts even appeared there from time to time. Ordinary people did not dare approach it at all.
Long Xingyu led Long Haochen to the summit, where three small wooden cabins came into view.
Father and son entered the largest cabin in the middle and sat facing one another.
Suddenly, Long Xingyu grabbed Long Haochen by the shoulders. Long Haochen felt a warm current circulate through his body.
After a long while, Long Xingyu finally released him with a frown. Long Haochen felt some pain, but said nothing.
"Your twelve primary meridians have actually been cleared. Can you tell me who helped clear them?" Long Xingyu asked in a stiff, cold tone.
Naturally, Long Haochen could not say that Feng Xiu had done it. His eyes shifted, and he immediately came up with an explanation.
"It was someone in white. Yesterday, after I passed the attendant knight examination..."
Long Haochen recounted his encounter with Cai'er and the white-clad person in the forest yesterday. Of course, he was not foolish enough to mention his battle with the black-clad men. That would expose the existence of the Startling Dragon Fist, and Long Xingyu would likely press him for details.
In Long Haochen's version, the eight black-clad men had been killed by the white-clad person the moment they appeared. Then, to reward Long Haochen for helping Cai'er, the white-clad person cleared his twelve primary meridians.
After hearing Long Haochen's flawless explanation, Long Xingyu did not doubt him in the slightest.
"It seems that person in white used the Thousand Strikes Spirit Furnace to clear your twelve primary meridians. That is no small favor. A true man repays every grudge and every kindness. If you get the chance, you must repay this debt to them—unless..."
Though Long Xingyu did not say the rest aloud, Long Haochen understood what he meant.
If he wanted to avoid repaying the favor, he would have to marry that girl.
Thinking of Cai'er, Long Haochen unconsciously touched the Forget-Me-Not Ring on his hand. Favor or no favor, he wanted to continue being friends with Cai'er.
"Starting today, you will train according to my arrangements. You may only return home once a week. You must live here the rest of the time. In the mornings, I'll teach you all kinds of knowledge. In the afternoons and evenings, I'll guide your cultivation."
Long Haochen nodded. "Teacher, I understand."
Next, Long Xingyu began explaining the history of the Holy Demon Continent and the basic circumstances of the Temple Alliance. From the ancient era thirteen thousand years ago, to the glorious age seven thousand years ago, and then to the dark age six thousand years ago when the seventy-two Demon God Pillars descended, Long Xingyu spoke for more than half an hour.
Long Haochen had already studied the history of the Holy Demon Continent at the Demon Emperor Palace and knew it by heart. The Demon Race had come to the Holy Demon Continent over six thousand years ago. Even events from before then had long ceased to be secrets to the Demon Race.
"The Demon Race is our sworn enemy, bound to us by a sea of blood. You must remember the pain and humiliation the Demon Race once inflicted upon humanity. As a knight, one day you must rely on the sword in your hand to protect your homeland, your loved ones, and humanity. When dealing with the Demon Race, you must never show mercy. Kill any Demon Race member you encounter."
Long Xingyu's voice was deeply stirring. If it had been any ordinary child, his words would have already set their blood boiling. But Long Haochen, who had grown up among the Demon Race, was clearly an exception.
"Teacher, I remember that the Knight's Code includes benevolence and compassion. Yet you tell me not to show mercy to the Demon Race and to kill them on sight. Doesn't that go against the Knight's Code?"
At Long Haochen's question, Long Xingyu rose furiously. His palm slammed down on the table, and the innocent table instantly shattered.
"Do you know what you're saying? The evil Demon Race does not deserve our benevolence or compassion. Your benevolence and compassion should be for humanity, not the Demon Race!"
His face had twisted with rage, and an invisible pressure radiated from his body.
Long Haochen was not frightened by Long Xingyu's appearance. Long Xingyu might be terrifying, but could he possibly be more terrifying than Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu?
Long Haochen continued calmly, "Teacher, your benevolence and compassion are narrow-minded. True benevolence and compassion do not differ because of race. The Demon Race has indeed committed unforgivable crimes against humanity, but have we humans not killed Demon Race members as well? The number of Demon Race members who died at human hands is no fewer than the humans who died at Demon Race hands."
"Besides, didn't you just say that many Demon Race members mutated from humans? Quite a few possess the same bloodline as us humans. In a sense, humanity and the Demon Race have long since become intertwined. Using killing to stop killing will only perpetuate hatred without end. Neither the Demon Race nor humanity will ever know peace."
Long Xingyu did not calm down because of Long Haochen's words. Instead, he became even angrier and roared at him, "Who taught you that? Who taught you that!"
Long Haochen lowered his head and thought, Grandpa taught me all of it. What does that have to do with rain?
If Long Xingyu knew that his wife, Bai Yue, possessed Demon Race blood, and that his father-in-law was a member of the Demon Race, he probably would not be saying such things.
"Long Haochen, you will not train this afternoon or tonight. Since you refuse to understand, I'll make you understand! Go face the wall and reflect on your mistakes until you are willing to admit them!"
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