Peace Order
Chapter 197 - 102: Entering the Formation to See Qilin_2

Chapter 197: Chapter 102: Entering the Formation to See Qilin_2

"You have to defeat them thoroughly to discuss reason,"

"However, do you truly intend to defend the Qilin Palace?"

Li Guanyi responded, "Each is responsible for his own actions."

"Once a word is spoken, it is hard to take it back."

Xue Daoyong nodded and said, "The Qilin Palace... is the most complex of the seven Forbidden Palaces in the Imperial Palace. It’s said that His Majesty has gathered magicians from all over, paying them handsomely to come to Chen Country, and then those magicians disappeared. If they are not dead, they must be in the Qilin Palace."

"These magicians, each possess their own methods, both in physical and magical arts."

"There are many taboos; you must be cautious when serving in the Qilin Palace."

Li Guanyi nodded.

Afterwards, there was sudden quiet among the great military merit families; those young descendants had originally planned to beat up Li Guanyi and then return to the Night Rider Cavalry, but now stayed within the Imperial Guard, vigorously training.

They were determined to fight Li Guanyi again.

During a banquet held for them, one young descendant from a military family said with a smile:

"I heard that a young member of the Xue Family, who is related to the Royal Family, dared to challenge several Young Generals and was punished by being sent to suffer in Qilin Palace. What an overestimation, that toad! Just a relative of the Royal Family daring to challenge our esteemed warriors who have established illustrious military merits for Great Chen."

The military scion who had been beaten before, who was drinking, suddenly grabbed a wine pot and smashed it down, cursing:

"Toad insulting whom?!"

The beaten military scion stammered: "The toad is insulting him."

This reignited the young man’s anger, and he habitually grabbed a stool next to him and smashed it over, fights between descendants of the military families were not a rare occurrence in the Capital City, but this time it was serious.

The initial party was still in control at their own banquet.

But the nearby nobility taunted them, saying their martial arts, practiced since childhood, were no better than their brothers’, asking if their martial skills were trained in a brothel. Angered by this, the nine men, unarmed, grabbed stools and completely knocked over more than thirty men, regaining confidence in their fighting abilities.

The son of the Night Cavalry Deputy Commander picked up a wine jar and took a big swig.

The young man accustomed to swinging stools continued to curse:

"Damn it, he beat us."

"If he is a toad, what are we?"

"What are we?"

"Are you implying we are worse than toad-like filthy dog shit?!"

The stammering military noble replied, "I didn’t say filthy dog shit."

"Dare to talk back!"

He swung a stool backhand, knocking him out cold.

Zhou Liuying suddenly found this readily available object thrillingly satisfying.

The son of the Night Cavalry Deputy Commander set down the wine jar and looked at the other military descendants who had now aligned with the Prime Minister Tantai Xianming’s faction, and declared:

"Remember this."

"Next ten days, we’ll fight Li Guanyi again!"

"Until then, I don’t want to hear anyone gossiping about him!"

"Should there be any, I, Ye Buyi, won’t mind sorting it out thoroughly with whoever it is!"

This seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, tall and with a calm gaze,

wielded a Crossed Saber skillfully, adept at flipping on horseback, horse riding and shooting, bowing with both hands, his arrows never missing within a hundred steps, capable of riding a fast horse, in full speed he could cleave through three-layer iron armor—a distinguished youth known as a Young General of Chen Country.

Had it not been for Yuwen Lie’s remark that day, which provoked the young man’s pride, he might not have come to the Imperial Guard.

Yet the strength of Li Guanyi was surprisingly immense,

just like those historical records describing generals capable of breaking through enemy lines.

Fighting in the palace was already forbidden, using Inner Qi was even worse, having nine people unable to restrain one was indeed disheartening.

He leaned by the inn’s window, drinking, head bowed, but saw that young man dressed in a blue shirt, with a saber on his waist, riding a burnt red horse past. Ye Buyi gave a cold laugh, hesitated, but still called out, "Li Guanyi!"

He lifted his wine jar awkwardly and said, "The scenery and wine here are good."

"But there’s no one to drink with."

"Would you like to come drink a jar?"

Li Guanyi lifted his horsewhip, pointing ahead, and said, "I’m going to the Taoist Temple to read."

Ye Buyi coldly snickered.

Feeling that the man who had single-handedly flipped him and eight others was lying.

Li Guanyi pondered and added, "But, if there are desserts that are sweet, yet not too sweet."

"Please bring me one."

So Ye Buyi, sitting by the window, cursed:

"Sweet, yet not too sweet?"

"Why are your demands so high?"

Then turned around and shouted, "Didn’t you hear?! Go get it!"

Eventually, Ye Buyi, carrying a silk-wrapped package, tossed it down, Li Guanyi caught it and slung it on the side of his burnt red horse, waved his hand towards the upper floor without saying anything, and rode off on his own, while Ye Buyi also didn’t say anything, just carried on drinking from his wine jar.

This was merely their communication during this period.

And then Ye Buyi declared they were friends.

Li Guanyi thought about it and felt it was acceptable.

Though they were friends, they still had to fight.

Li Guanyi, upon entering the Qilin Palace, at first was just quietly and dutifully fulfilling his responsibilities, guarding during the day, and spending his leisure time at the Taoist Temple, studying formations with Zu Wenyuan, doing virtually nothing else.

And the guards under the Imperial Guard, to whom the entire Qilin Palace was assigned, knew.

This new member of the Imperial Guard, dispatched here for fighting with other Imperial Guards, probably has a bad temper. They were on pins and needles these past few days, only gradually discovering he was simply silent and disliked talking. When guarding, he mostly practiced martial arts in his room and disliked being disturbed during practice.