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"What's going on …?"

Seeing this scene, other than the steward Chu and the steward Jane, everyone else present was puzzled.

Looking at the father-son attitude of Yun Zhenhai and his son, he was much more respectful to this young master than to the crown prince, You Longquan.

Looking at the Yun father and son duo, Du Shao Mu smiled indifferently. He turned to Yun Zhenhai and asked, "Do you not want the position of the City Lord of Nanyun City?"

"Yun Zhenhai has already resigned from his position in Southcloud City. He brought his son Yun Qianhao with him to seek shelter in Mister Du. The Yun father and son duo did not complain and are willing to accept him!"

Yun Zhenhai raised his eyes and suddenly knelt down on one knee.

That domineering man from before, who did not bend the waist in front of the Crown Prince, kneeled down on one knee.

"Mr Dean please don't mind the half-wasted person. I would like to stay by Mr Dean's side for the rest of my life."

Yun Qian Hao bowed as well. His clear and proud eyes were currently filled with sincerity.

"What's going on …"

The entire audience was unable to keep calm.

What was going on?

The Yun father and son duo actually knelt in front of that young man, Du Shaotian.

Li Zhangkong was also dumbfounded. The events of today were so bizarre that he could not figure it out.

Du Xiaoxiao was already numb to it all. Back then, the Bai Clan's clan head was waiting outside the Du Family's residence. Adding everything that had happened today, now that he saw what happened to his young master, he did not feel like abandoning him.

"Have you father and son thought it through?"

Looking at Yun Zhenhai and his son prostrating in front of him, Du Shao Mu still maintained his calm demeanor as he asked indifferently.

"Mr Dean please take us in."

Yun Zhenhai and Yun Qianhao were sure.

To Yun Zhenhai, this decision had already been carefully made. With Mister Mo's level of kindness, even if a mysterious expert like him wanted to repay this favor, he would not be able to do so.

With Mr. Mo's noble character and medical ethics, he would never ask him to repay the favor.

However, such a favor could not be repaid without a sense of peace. Yun Zhenhai thought of this Mister Mo's junior brother, Du Shaotian.

Yun Zhenhai found out that Mr Mo's junior brother was actually the son-in-law of the Marquis of Wind Ridge, Li Zhangkong. His reputation was not good in Beiyun and he was still young.

However, Mister Mo had said that his junior apprentice brother could solve the problem on his son, Yun Qianhao. Naturally, Yun Zhenhai would not suspect Mister Mo, and Yun Qianhao also needed Mister Du's help.

The Du Family was just average. After Yun Zhenhai thought about it, if he were to follow by Mister Du's side, it would be of some use. To be able to do something, he would not only be able to thank Mister Du for the kindness he had done for Yun Qianhao, but also be able to repay Mister Mo for the kindness.

Of course, Yun Zhenhai also had some selfish thoughts in his heart. If he could follow this young Mister Du and hope that Mister Du would do his best to save his son Yun Qianhao, then the chances were higher.

They had already owed him a favor, and deep in their hearts, they also had the desire to rise again.

Father had to return the favor and follow Mr Dean. As his son he could only follow. Not only to repay the favor but also to be filial.

"Get up. You two have already decided to come all the way here to find me. Even though your father's talent is also mediocre, I still share the same sentiments as you two for your fatherly love and filial piety."

The corner of his mouth slightly lifted, "Yun Zhenhai, my Du Family still lacks a second steward. How about you become a second steward?"

Listening to Du Shaotian's words, Yun Zhenhai felt a sense of familiarity.

The tone of this Mr Dean's voice was the same as Mr Mo's. He was indeed his senior and junior brother.

"Thank you, Young Master."

Yun Zhenhai did not hesitate. He raised his eyes and nodded in response. He was ready to follow along. Anything was acceptable.

"Second steward …"

The crowd was dumbfounded. Wasn't this Young Master Du too arrogant?

Even if Yun Zhenhai was no longer the City Lord of Nanyun City, he was still a mighty expert at the ninth level of the Martial Saint Realm, just one step away from the Martial King realm.

Yun Zhenhai was also in his prime like Li Zhangkong. It was only a matter of time before he stepped into the Martial King realm.

In the eyes of some first-rate powers, such an expert would at least be a protector.

Once one stepped into the Martial King realm, it was sufficient to become an elder among first-rate powers.

However, this Du Shaotian had a look of disdain on his face. He actually dared to call Yun Zhenhai 'ordinary', and even allowed Yun Zhenhai to become the Du Family's second steward, not even the chief steward.

Everyone was astonished, but Du Shaotian seemed to not feel it at all. He then looked towards Yun Qianhao and said, "I still lack a sword disciple by my side. What do you think?"

After that, he bowed and said, "Yun Qianhao pays his respects to young master. It's just that Yun Qianhao is now a cripple and cannot properly serve young master."

"Sword boy!"

Everyone was dumbfounded again.

Some peerless geniuses would also gather around their peers or young geniuses and become children.

The so-called sword disciple, who was also a boy, was someone who would wipe the weapon for his master, or someone who would pour tea and hand the weapon to his master when his master was practicing martial arts.

If Yun Qianhao had had the talent back then, he would have been able to qualify as a sword disciple, and many geniuses would even be willing to become one.

Yun Qianhao had been too dazzling back then. Everyone knew that if they could follow him and become a boy, they would benefit greatly from his guidance.

"If I say that you can become my sword disciple, then you can become my sword student."

Ignoring the astonishment and discussion around him, Du Shao Mu took out a brocade case from his spatial storage bag and opened it. He took out a rusty and tattered sword and passed it to Yun Qian Hao, and said: "Since you're my sword disciple, then I'll leave my weapon in your custody. From today onwards, you have to carry it no matter what you eat or sleep.

Looking at such a sword, Yun Qianhao had become more knowledgeable in the Celestial Sect. He had never seen any kind of treasure or weapon before, but this broken sword made him somewhat at a loss as to what to say.

"Yes, Young Master!"

However, he was already a sword disciple. Yun Qianhao did not hesitate as he grabbed the sword with both hands.

"This is also a sword …"

"This is a piece of scrap …"

By the time Du Shaotian had taken out a sword, the experts in the surroundings had already swept their eyes across it. With their keen eyesight, they all thought that it was a useless sword.

Many people snickered.

Many of the experts from the various families knew why the father and son of the Yun Family wanted to seek refuge with Du Shaotian, probably for the same reason that they came today.

However, wasn't Yun Zhenhai's investment too great? He had actually given up his position as city lord and became the small Du Family's second steward.

After all, Yun Qian Hao was a former peerless genius, and now, he could only play along with Du Shaotian.

A cripple, a useless sword.

"Sigh …"

Some of the people present sighed inwardly. Their eyes were filled with endless regret as they looked at Yun Qianhao.

On the other hand, the Earth Pavilion manager's eyes were filled with doubt. He recognised that the trash sword was chosen by Mr Mo from the Earth Pavilion. He never expected that Mr Mo would actually gift it to his junior brother.

Li Zhangkong could not understand what was going on. His mind was filled with doubt, but he had no idea why Yun Zhenhai and his son would side with a scoundrel like Du Shaotian.

At the side, the chilliness in the depths of the dragon spring became increasingly stronger.

Compared to the attitude the Yun family's father and son had towards that extra husband, it was no different from a slap in the face.

For a dignified city lord to choose not to become the second steward, this was equivalent to not putting the royal family in his eyes at all, and not putting him, the crown prince, in his eyes.

"A cripple, a useless sword. Yun Qianhao, you are really getting more and more crippled!"

A sinister voice sounded out and a well-dressed youth walked out from behind Quiet Dragon Spring.

His eyes contained ridicule and mockery as he looked at Yun Qianhao and said, "Three years ago, you lost in battle, but now, you have fallen to such a state. A cripple, a broken sword, and being a sword apprentice for a good-for-nothing is actually a benefit to you right now!"