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“How do you know so much about these things?” Han Zhao was puzzled.

“These are all from the ancient books of the clan.” Liancheng Xue said.

As she spoke, she pointed at Ji Baiwei, who was in front of the crowd. “Sister

Baiwei should know more.’

“Looks like I have to systematically understand the relevant information

about Great Liang City,” Han Zhao thought.

Ji Baiwei walked around the team and came to the front of the crowd. She waved the token in her hand, and the soldiers guarding the door bowed to her.

The crowd also consciously made way.

Ji Baiwei waved at Han Zhao behind her.

Han Zhao and the three Lian sisters followed Ji Baiwei into the city.

For a foreign high- grade martial artist like him to enter the city, he had to go through the household registration procedures. However, with Ji Baiwei’s connections, this process was saved. When the military completed the procedures for him, they would come knocking on his door.

People would hate other people’s privileges, but they would also want to have them themselves.

After entering the city, what greeted his eyes was a huge Flying Spirit Tower. At the bottom of the Flying Spirit Tower, there were a large number of buildings, pavilions, and pavilions.

On the streets, ordinary people, martial artists, and descendants of aristocratic families came and went. Han Zhao and the others had outstanding looks and extraordinary bearing, but they did not attract much attention.

Han Zhao even saw some “people” with demonic characteristics walking swaggeringly on the street in the crowd.

Although the mortals on the road would stay away, they did not look too afraid.

There was probably no racial difference between aristocratic families.

“It seems that even in a place like Great Liang City, high- grade Grandmasters and Martial Saints are not cabbages.” Han Zhao arrived at the city gate of the inner city.

Along the way, he saw many Force Tempering Martial Masters and a few Grandmaster-level experts. However, they were basically all One Qi and Two Qi Grandmasters. As for Martial Saint Martial Artists, he did not encounter any.

There were also many descendants of aristocratic families, but they were all at the one-vein and two-vein level, which was the same as Force Tempering martial artists.

Most of the descendants of the aristocratic families had very thin bloodlines. It was unknown if it was because their bloodlines had yet to awaken, or if the Weapon Masters and divine weapons in their families were no longer around, causing their bloodlines to decline.

Not long after Han Zhao and the others entered the inner city, a muscular young man who was two meters tall appeared. He was wearing a black robe and looked ordinary. The only eye-catching thing was that his eyes were covered by a black silk cloth.

“Miss Baiwei, I was ordered to wait here.” The young man came to Ji Baiwei and bowed slightly.

“Brother Longxiang, you’re too kind.” Ji Bai returned the greeting with a smile.

“After receiving the news of Miss Baiwei’s attack, the family has already sent out Faceless Guards to receive her immediately. Miss Baiwei didn’t encounter them?” Ji Longxiang asked.

“No.” Ji Baiwei shook her head.

“Hasn’t Ji Zhuling returned yet?” Ji Longxiang continued.

“No.” Ji Baiwei looked worried. “l wonder how Aunt Ji is doing?”

Looking at Ji Baiwei’s performance, Han Zhao was speechless. Indeed, the more beautiful a woman was, the more she would lie. Thinking about how innocent Ji Baiwei was a few years ago, she definitely did not have such acting skills.

“Miss Baiwei, please return to the family with me first. Ancestor Han Li wants to see you.” Ji Longxiang did not ask further.

“Ancestor Han Li?” Ji Baiwei was stunned for a moment before nodding. “I’ll go back with you now.”

“Please!” Ji Longxiang gave up his position and bowed. “Brother Han, I’ll look for you again in a while. I’m going back to the family.”

Seeing that Han Zhao was a little worried, Ji Baiwei smiled.

“Okay,” Han Zhao said.

[Ji Longxiang—Highly condensed Yin energy. Binding Force has evolved to Indestructible Black Snake, seventh-level Snake-level. Grasps a complete pseudo-divine weapon, high- grade Pseudo-Divine Weapon Master.] Looking at Ji Longxiangs back, Han Zhao frowned slightly.

He had a more intuitive understanding of the Ji family’s strength.

This person looked about his age and was actually a top expert at the seventh-level Snake-level.

The speed at which the divine weapon system improved the user was really ridiculous. It was really difficult for martial artists to catch up.

However, he felt that the Yin energy in Ji Longxiangs body was a little mixed. He felt that something was wrong. It did not seem to be the orthodox path of improvement for the descendants of aristocratic families.

As if sensing the gaze behind him, Ji Longxiang, who had walked halfway, suddenly turned around. Although his eyes were wrapped in black silk, Han Zhao felt his gaze.

“Brother Han, let’s find a place to stay first,” Lian Chengxue reminded.

“Let’s go.” Han Zhao came back to his senses.

The four of them found a luxuriously decorated restaurant.

“Stars Miscellaneous Newspaper! This month’s new Stars Miscellaneous Newspaper! It’s cheap! Fifty copper coins apiece!”

Han Zhao was about to enter when he heard someone hawking behind him.

He turned around and saw a handsome young man who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old shouting as he ran.

There was a large cloth bag wrapped around his chest. Inside was a large stack of khaki-colored paper. It was densely filled with words and pictures.

“This is… a newspaper?!” Han Zhao immediately thought of a newspaper. In the ancient times of his previous life, there seemed to be something similar to a newspaper. He didn’t expect it to exist in this world.

“Wait!” Han Zhao shouted at the young man hawking.

“Young Master, do you want the Stars Miscellaneous Newspaper?” The youth said respectfully when he saw Han Zhao’s luxurious clothes.

“How many types of newspaper are you selling?” Han Zhao noticed that the color of the newspaper in the young man’s cloth bag was slightly different.

“Fifty copper coins each! There are a total of four types.” The youth hurriedly said. If he bought all four types, he could actually give a discount. However, he knew that many young masters and young ladies hated hearing this word the most, so he did not say anything..