Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 81

At sunset, on the sea with golden waves rippling, a rare snow-white ship was sailing through the waves.

“Master, Cloudy Dream City is ahead of us.”

A handsome young man in white stood on the deck and said loudly.

He had a masculine face and distinct features. He grew curled and fluffy hair, with a pair of eyes and actually light golden pupils, which were very different from those of ordinary people. He stood on the bow of the ship with a heroic posture and a long sword hanging from his waist. Bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, his body was covered with gold. He looked like a pampered young master in the secular world, which was enough to make the love-craving young girls go crazy in an instant.

One look and one could tell that the person was from the other major cities. The people raised by Cloudy Dream City, a small town by the sea, could not compare to him.

A middle-aged man with a purple piano box was standing behind the young man.

The middle-aged man was about 40 years old. He had a slender figure and a ruddy face. From his left eyebrow to his temple, there was a dark red sword mark. It was a sword wound from a long time ago, which made his face have a kind of strange evilness and fierce aura.

Standing on the right side of the young man, the middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, “Potian, after three years, you will see him again back in Cloudy Dream City. How do you feel?”

The young man smiled and said, “It's not until the young eagle left the mountain cave that it knows how wide the sky is. After the fish swims into the sea, it knows that the ocean is vast. When I have seen the scenery of the vast sea and the sky, looking at the mountain cave, I find it gloomy; looking at the stream, I only feel it shallow. If it weren't for the fact that I have to complete the three-year agreement with you, I think that I would never come back here.”

The middle-aged man laughed loudly.

The sound wave of laughter pierced through the clouds, shaking more than a dozen seabirds in the distance and tilting them into the waves.

Several sailors near the deck also covered their ears and looked painful.

It was moments later.

The ship stopped at the dock of Cloudy Dream City.

The port was a semi-military port.

The soldiers of Cloudy Dream Guards patrolled to and fro in the major docks.

A luxurious carriage with golden thorn bird patterns had already been waiting at the first dock in the port for a long time. The middle-aged man with a zither on his back and the golden-haired young man got off the ship. Immediately, an old man who looked like a steward came forward with 10 warriors in splendid clothes to welcome them into the luxury carriage.

The carriage quickly drove out of the port and sped in the direction of Cloudy Dream City.

It was in the Mansion of the City Governor.

The city governor Ling Junxuan, who had always been calm and composed, shook his hand after hearing Second Brother Li Luoran's report. The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

He was stunned, and then a helpless smile appeared on his handsome face.

Ling Junxuan said, “Don't let Madam know about this for the time being.”

As soon as he finished speaking.

“What is it? Why don't you let me know?”

A graceful and beautiful middle-aged woman slowly walked over. Her facial features were delicate, and there was a rare female edge on her face, which made her temperament strong and fierce.

Ling Junxuan was in his forties. He was gentle and elegant, and he had a good reputation in the city. When he saw his wife, Qin Lanshu, his momentum instantly became down. He quickly stood up and said, “It's not a big deal. Aren't you preparing to welcome ‘Sword Sage' Senior Bai Haiqin from Baiyun City? Of course, you don't need to be bothered by some trivial things.”

Qin Lanshu didn't say anything. She looked at the broken teacup cover on the ground, and then she took it back and stared at Ling Junxuan.

The City Lord had always been afraid of his wife. When his wife stared at him, he immediately confessed. He said helplessly, “Your little phoenix seems to have a love fever.”

Qin Lanshu was slightly taken aback. She immediately scolded in a bad manner, “How can a father say such things about his daughter?” As she spoke, she looked at Li Luoran and said, “Second Brother Li, what exactly is going on?”

Li Luoran threw an apologetic smile at Ling Junxuan and then told her what had happened in the training camp.

“Lin Beichen?”

Hearing these three words, Qin Lanshu almost exploded with anger on the spot.

Everyone in the noble community of Cloudy Dream City had heard of this black sheep.

Not to mention a daughter, even if a son had any contact with this scum, his parents would still go crazy.

When she heard that her most precious daughter had fallen in love with Lin Beichen, the scumbag, Qin Lanshu suddenly felt a sense of doom, feeling the color of the world had been lost.

Nevertheless, she managed to control her emotions with the help of the noble's upbringing.

Qin Lanshu asked, “Where is Chen'er now?”

Li Luoran said, “I've already brought her back to the manor, but after bathing, she insisted on going to the college…”

“She doesn't want to see the people from Baiyun City, does she? She's becoming more and more disobedient.” Qin Lanshu's eyes widened as she looked at his husband and said, “Go, go personally to the Royal Junior College and bring your little phoenix back. Senior Bai is one of the three famous sword masters in Baiyun City. How can she not see him when he comes? You can't just let her go in her way.”

“Okay.”

Ling Junxuan immediately stood up with a smile on his face. Without saying a word, he ran out of the mansion and rushed to the college to pick up his daughter.

Qin Lanshu looked at her husband's back and shook her head helplessly.

At this time, a servant came in and reported. “Madam, the people you asked Steward Huang to pick up has arrived at the gate outside the mansion.”

“Second Brother Li, Mr. Bai is here. Come with me to greet him.”

Li Luoran nodded, accompanied Qin Lanshu, and went out to welcome them.

At the gate of the Ling Family's manor.

The main door was made of mahogany with gold rivets, and simply one door plank had been four meters wide.

The gate was as wide as the city gate. On both sides, there were respectively 10 armored warriors in red, who were strong and powerful. At a glance, one could tell that they were the best of the masters.

There were no stairs to the mansion's door. Once the doors were opened, the horse carriage would be able to drive in.

But in the entire Cloudy Dream City, there were only a handful of carriages that were qualified to directly enter this gate.

The carriage with the golden thorn bird patterns crossed the gate and stopped at the front yard.

The handsome young man, Cao Potian, stood behind his master and looked back at the gate of the Mansion of the City Governor with a trace of pride on his face.

Three years ago, when he stood here, he could only stand and bow his head like a humble passer-by. He couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart then, but now when he looked at it again…

“Hehe, it's just so-so,” thought he.

In his eyes, the gate of the mansion, which had lost all its influence and power, was nothing more than a pile of dead things made out of bricks and stones.

After three years, he was qualified to overlook everything in this small city, including any one of the people in this mansion.

“Master Bai, you've had a hard journey. Thank you for your patience.”

The hostess of the Mansion of the City Governor, Qin Lanshu, was once the most beautiful woman in Wind-language Province. She led the people in the mansion and walked out of the middle hall. She was dignified and smiled, like a warm spring breeze.

Bai Haiqin had an arrogant expression on his face as he nodded his head indifferently.

Cao Potian looked around Qin Lanshu, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

She didn't come out to greet him?

The little phoenix of Cloudy Dream City was still so proud in front of the people of Baiyun City. It was ridiculous. Did she really think that her sense of superiority, which she had acquired in a remote and backward place because she'd been spoiled, could be on top of the name of the hundred-year-old holy land of sword Tao, Baiyun City?

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