Xia Wang, a prince of Great Song who did not share the imperial surname, had once been an expert in the Jianghu with a sizable force of his own. Later, he had accepted the Great Song Court's offer of amnesty and helped resolve quite a few troubles in the Jianghu.
But the old Xia Wang had died. The new Xia Wang, Lü Yi, was weak, only at the grandmaster realm. Besides, the Great Song Court had long since ceased to need the Xia Wang Residence. With the Divine Constabulary holding the fort, the residence had already fallen into decline.
The Xia Wang Residence had no particularly formidable martial inheritance, and it had the court behind it, so few people from the Jianghu had troubled it over the years.
Lü Yi was practicing his swordplay in the courtyard when he suddenly looked up and saw a gigantic bird circling overhead. A moment later, someone seemed to drop from its back, apparently landing outside the gates of the Xia Wang Residence.
Was it the Divine Condor Great Hero? We did meet once.
"Quick, open the central gates and invite our guest inside."
If he could befriend the Divine Condor Great Hero, the Xia Wang Residence's reputation in the Jianghu would improve considerably. If trouble arose in the future, he would also have another friend to help.
At the entrance to the reception hall, Lü Yi froze at the sight of the man entering. At that age, he did not look like the Divine Condor Great Hero, Yang Guo.
So young, with a gigantic bird, and an aura no different from an ordinary person's-he suddenly thought of someone, and his expression changed.
"Are you the Imperial Preceptor of Great Ming? May I ask what brings you to my Xia Wang Residence?"
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