The Empress Is Gigolo 422 The Golden Ring Residence

Pedestrians carefully made a detour and didn't dare to approach that area, resulting in the few of them becoming prominent on the bustling street.

The Golden Ring Residence had an extremely huge influence over here.

Even the warlord of Jici City had to show courtesy toward them, let alone ordinary people. It was natural for the commoners to stay away from them.

"Are you the sir from the Yun Nation?" Upon seeing Ren Baqian and Lin Qiaole, the Golden Ring Residence disciples sized them up with one of the disciples asking this question.

"That's right." Ren Baqian nodded.

"Our sect elder is currently waiting for Sir in the inn," that disciple said respectfully.

Ren Baqian nodded his head and took large strides into the inn.

Someone inside heard noises coming from outside and strode out. He then spoke in a clear voice and said, "This Mister is from the Yun Nation, right? It must have been tough on you throughout the long journey."

Ren Baqian looked up and took a glance, this man was probably in his forties. He was slim, heroic-looking, had a warm att.i.tude, and emitted a sort of calming charm from head to toe.

If this man were brought to Earth, even though he was in his forties, there would be many woman fighting for him.

Ren Baqian felt that he was still slightly better looking than this man.

"I'm Ling Zekuan, the elder in charge of foreign affairs for the Golden Ring Residence. It's my pleasure to meet you."

"Forget about the pleasantries. I'm sure you know my reason for coming," Ren Baqian said indifferently.

"I have heard about Sir. This inn isn't the best place for an important guest like you. Due to our negligence, you have been staying here for some time. Thus, I have already made arrangements at my residence and would like you to come over. Let my the Golden Ring Residence play its part as the host," Ling Zekuan said with a smile.

"Great!" Ren Baqian gently nodded.

He knew that entering the Golden Ring Residence was only the beginning.

Although this person's att.i.tude was still respectful, he wasn't as respectful as the members of the Nine Blades Sect. After all, this was the difference between a big sect and a small sect. Ren Baqian reckoned that this man wouldn't be as easily deceived compared to those Nine Blades Sect members.

He had to pa.s.s through this stage at the Golden Ring Residence before coming into contact with more things.

If he spilled the beans, perhaps Lin Qiaole would have to carry him and escape.

One had to know that there was also a Spirit Wheel expert holding the fort in the Golden Ring Residence.

There were a total of 13 well-known Spirit Wheel experts in Tianjing Basin. Apart from Lingshan Sect, the biggest sect which had two Spirit Wheel experts, the rest of the seven major sects had one Spirit Wheel expert each.

Even though there were 13 Spirit Wheel experts in Tianjing Basin, these remnant citizens of the Hao Nation didn't dare to rush indiscriminately into action.

Using the same standard, the aboriginal experts who had attained the Cardinal Heaven level were too terrifying. Even the Spirit Wheel experts inTianjing Basin were ranked among the lower half of all Spirit Wheel experts.

Previously, when Great Xia invaded Ziyue City, seven Spirit Wheel experts surrounded and killed the Protector General of the North, Xiong Yue. On the other side, two of the Great Xia Spirit Wheel experts died.

Furthermore, Protector General of the South, Xi Wanya, was stronger than Xiong Yue. Adding on another two Cardinal Heaven experts, even the 13 Spirit Wheel experts in Tianjing Basin didn't dare to indiscriminately rush into action.

Therefore, the greatest demands that these the Hao Nation citizens had toward the other nations were for weapons and Spirit Wheel experts.

At this time, Ren Baqian's ident.i.ty was that of an official from the Yun Nation. Moreover, he had a Spirit Wheel expert for a bodyguard, so it was natural for him to receive deferential treatment.

Everyone left the city and headed for the most eye-catching mountain that was located in the northwest direction.

When they came close to the mountain, they saw layers of pavilions stacked from the foot of the mountain to halfway up the mountain. Each and every building could vaguely be seen among the trees.

Although the Golden Ring Residence was a sect, it was only the size of small town.

When they reached the vicinity of the Golden Ring Residence, they could see a monastery gate in front. On both sides were stone walls that were three meters tall and surrounded the entire Golden Ring Residence. Only the top was exposed.

There were two disciples standing on each side of the gate, and all of them were wearing a yellow shirt, a brown pleated skirt, and had a bone saber on their back.

A group of people hurriedly came out to welcome Ren Baqian and the rest.

They exchanged conventional greetings.

The person who came up first was the chief of the Golden Ring Residence, Zhan Changkong, and he was in his sixties with an imposing appearance. Following behind him was his wife, who looked as if she was in her early thirties. She was slender, elegant, and extremely beautiful.

However, along the way, Ren Baqian had heard the Nine Blades Sect members talk about a few of the well-known individuals in the Golden Ring Residence. He knew that she was in her forties and also was a beauty during her younger days. Her nickname was Painting Fairy since she excelled in painting too.

In addition to these two people, the others who greeted them included two internal attendants and a law enforcer with an external attendant by their side. Out of the six important attendants in the Golden Ring Residence, four attendants actually came to welcome Ren Baqian.

After all, Ren Baqian was an envoy from the Yun Nation, and they had to treat him with solemn respect.

Even if Ren Baqian's ident.i.ty wasn't known, the strength of Lin Qiaole alone was sufficient to give her preferential treatment.

"Sir, I heard that you have a companion with you. Is she in the carriage?" After exchanging conventional greetings, Zhan Changkong asked this because he was very curious about this Spirit Wheel expert.

Zhan Changkong heard that this person was just a young girl, but was already a Spirit Wheel expert. He was afraid that there would be another Qi Zixiao and Li Yuanzhu.

Ren Baqian turned his head and opened the curtain of the carriage. As expected, she was sleeping soundly inside.

These two times that she left the palace, she really let herself loose.

Compared to the times she stationed at Qingxin Palace Hall, she was even worse now.

Without saying a word, Ren Baqian took out a piece of candy and threw it into his mouth. After chewing for a while, he opened his mouth and exhaled toward Lin Qiaole. She was originally lying down with her eyes shut, but her nose twitched as she began to drift toward Ren Baqian.

Looking at that salted fish pose of hers, Ren Baqian wanted to not speak a word, take off his shoes, and extend his feet at her. If he didn't remember wrongly, Lin Qiaole's sense of smell was more sensitive than an ordinary person's.

[Fish pose: a yoga move]

After thinking it through, however, he felt that this would be rather inhumane. In the end, he gave up on this tempting plan of his.

Most importantly, Ren Baqian was afraid that she would scratch him.

"I'll count to three. Otherwise, I'll throw this piece of candy away." Ren Baqian took out a piece of candy and slowly tore open the wrapper.

"Three." Ren Baqian turned around and threw the candy far away.

A gust of wind blew past Ren Baqian.

Lin Qiaole appeared in midair, grabbed the piece of White Rabbit Creamy Candy, and threw it into her mouth. She then questioned him, "What about one and two? Don't you know how to count?"

"Ha!" Ren Baqian felt quite insulted from being questioned by someone from Dayao.

Everyone looked eagerly at how Ren Baqian tricked this Spirit Wheel expert out, as if he was playing with his pet.

No one could believe that this young girl was actually a Spirit Wheel expert, but just now, after witnessing her speed as well as her sleek movements, everyone could not help but acknowledge that she was indeed a Spirit Wheel expert.

In everyone's minds, a Spirit Wheel expert should be majestic, haughty, or experienced. At the very least, the other Spirit Wheel experts they knew were like that.

For example, the respected elder in their sect that they only saw once a month. All year round, he would be painstakingly cultivating in the mountains or transcending the cliffs to look for medicinal ingredients.

Every time they saw him, he only spoke a few words.

In their hearts, this was their perception of a Spirit Wheel expert.

Their perception of Lin Qiaole was completely different from the Spirit Wheel expert they knew.

However, after carefully looking at Lin Qiaole, she looked like she was around 17 years old with a body that had yet to blossom. She wore her hair in a simple bun, and her face was very delicate and clean. Perhaps in a few more years, she might turn into a beauty.

She was wearing a tube top made from silk and a short skirt. Her clothing was similar to the aboriginals, but perhaps it was also trendy to dress like this in the Yun Nation?

Everyone was shocked after looking at Lin Qiaole's appearance.

The chief was reminded of the fact that his age was catching up with him, but he hadn't reached the Celestial Path yet. As such, he felt that he had wasted his entire life.

He couldn't help but admit that there were talented people in this world.

Zhan Changkong sorted out his mood before introducing himself and saying, "I'm Zhan Changkong. Please follow me."

Seeing that Lin Qiaole completely ignored him, he turned to Ren Baqian.

Ren Baqian and Zhan Changkong walkied side by side, whereas Lin Qiaole was at the rear, eyeing the bag of candy that was hanging from Ren Baqian's waist. Her gazed swayed according to how the bag of candies swayed.

Painting Fairy actually wanted to chat with Lin Qiaole, but she didn't know Lin Qiaole's temperament and saw that she was fixated on the person in front. As such, she decided to give up on that idea.

However, she thought about it and wondered what was so outstanding about this man from the Yun Nation? So much so that a talent like Lin Qiaole was infatuated with him to the point that her gaze couldn't leave him at all.

If Ren Baqian knew what was going on in her mind, he would laugh hysterically.

Even if the bag of candy was hanging from a pig, Lin Qiaole would be able to stare at that pig for an entire day.