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However, when his gaze fell upon the girl in the black dress behind the boy, he was immediately struck by her beauty, and doubts arose in his mind.
"She was as beautiful as a celestial being, possessed profound inner strength, yet dressed as a maidservant from the Wei Kingdom, seemingly the young man's personal attendant. With such a beautiful and skilled woman as his maid, this young man's identity must be extraordinary; his attire as a commoner from Wei must be a disguise."
311. Was Wei Wuzu the commander of Jin Wen?
After a brief moment of thought, Jin Wen made a decision: as long as the boy's identity was not too difficult to offend, he would take him as his disciple no matter what.
"The true inheritance of the Armored Sect depends on young talents with innate superhuman strength. Right now, with only Ah Qing and me, the number is really too small. Every additional true inheritor increases the hope for the survival of the Armored Sect."
"The core skills of the Wei elite infantry must not be lost!"
Having made up his mind, he stepped down from the carriage and strode toward the boy.
"Young man, which school of martial arts do you follow?" Jin Wen stood behind the boy, blocking out the sunlight like a mountain, his words full of praise: "At such a young age, your skills are extraordinary, truly rare."
Han Feng noticed the surrounding light suddenly dim, and involuntarily took a few steps back, looking up at the figure. He saw an intricately crafted metal armor, but the face of the person in front of him was obscured.
"So tall, so strong!" Han Feng exclaimed in amazement, displaying the natural reaction of an eight-year-old child. He had never seen the Wei general before, and his eyes revealed unfamiliarity and curiosity without any flaws, which no one could see through.
Han Feng raised his head, like an innocent eight-year-old child, and gave a sincere answer to the previous question. That innocence and youthful vitality were exactly the qualities that this age should have.
“I have no teacher; my father taught me some knowledge when I was young.”
"Several months ago, my hometown was engulfed in flames of war. Two maids escorted my sister and me to escape the war. After many hardships, we finally arrived here."
"Two maids, plus a younger sister?" General Jin Wen of Wei was secretly delighted. Such a talented and simple person was exactly what he wanted.
Once accepted as a disciple, there will be few entanglements.
After all, as the commander of the Wei Wuzu, he held a high position and wielded great power, making his identity sensitive.
In this matter, we must act with extreme caution.
With a slight movement of his right hand, a trusted confidant quietly slipped away to investigate the boy's background.
Jin Wenze smiled kindly, bent down slightly, and looked at the young genius with extraordinary talent.
"Where is your hometown? Where are your parents and elders now? Why didn't they seek refuge with you?"
Upon hearing this, Han Feng's eyes flashed with sadness, but he tried his best to maintain a strong, mature demeanor and responded without any guile.
“I am a Baiyue person, and my parents are deceased.”
"Now only my sister and I, along with the two maids assigned by my father before his death, remain in the house."
At this moment, Youying, the personal maid, had a wary look in her eyes. Her beautiful eyes were as deep as a pool of water as she kept a close watch on Jinwen's every move, determined to keep her young master safe and sound.
Jin Wen took in all these subtle changes and had already made his judgment.
"It turns out that they originated from the Baiyue people, and indeed, large-scale battles broke out there."
"Although she was displaced by war, this stunning beauty remained steadfast in her devotion to her young master and faithfully waited for him."
"He was both loyal and brave, and exceptionally cautious."
"There are two maids, but where is the other one? And where is her sister?" Jin Wen remained outwardly calm and asked with a gentle tone, "Why are there only the two of you now? Where is your sister?"
Just as Han Feng was about to speak, You Ying swiftly reached out her fair wrist, pressed down on his shoulder, pulled him behind her, and stepped forward to face Jin Wen.
“General, my master is young and ignorant. If his words or actions have offended you, please forgive him. I am willing to apologize on his behalf.”
As she spoke, she kept a wary eye on Jinwen.
"Loyal and devoted, excellent!" Jin Wen praised inwardly, his smile undiminished. "At such a young age, to risk one's life to save others, such courage is commendable. How could this general possibly blame him?"
312. Han Feng wants to become an apprentice?
At this moment, the trusted confidant who had gathered information returned and whispered in Jinwen's ear.
Thanks to the stunning beauty of Youying and her sister, as well as their previous displays, the relevant information was easily obtained without taking much time.
The results of the investigation pleased Jin Wen quite a bit.
There are no problems.
They were neither from the state of Wei nor sent by their political enemies.
They can be accepted as personal disciples with peace of mind, that is, true direct disciples of the Armored Sect. In the future, when they join the Wei Wu Zu, they can directly serve as core generals.
After confirming that everything was alright, Jin Wen's expression suddenly became solemn as he looked down at the little boy who was only waist-high to him.
"You are young, but you are exceptionally brave."
"This general has high hopes for you and wishes to take you as his personal disciple. Little fellow, are you willing?"
"You want to take me as your personal disciple?" Han Feng looked up, scratched his head, and asked innocently, "Will you let my sister, the maids, and I have enough to eat? Will we have a safe place to sleep at night?"
Upon hearing this, Jin Wen laughed heartily, then patted Han Feng's seemingly thin but actually strong shoulder with his big hand, and said with a face full of joy: "As long as you become my personal disciple, I guarantee you will have no worries about food and clothing!"
"Food and lodging included?!" A look of surprise flashed in Han Feng's heterochromatic eyes.
Without hesitation, he knelt down on both knees, kowtowed three times to Jin Wen, and loudly proclaimed, "Disciple Han Feng greets Master!"
"Good disciple, get up quickly." Jin Wen hurriedly helped Han Feng up, then carefully examined his body, scrutinizing his bones and muscles, his joy growing stronger.
"Hahaha!"
"Truly a body of steel, a natural talent for cultivating external martial arts."
"Come, my good disciple, your master will take you back to the Armored Sect to formally become an apprentice."
After speaking, Jin Wen turned around and led Han Feng to another carriage.
Youying remained silent, her graceful figure like that of a fairy, as she lightly leaped onto the carriage and stood quietly in a corner, dutifully playing the roles of personal guard and maid.
Inside the car, Han Feng grinned happily, like a child who had received a beloved toy.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses.
“Master, my other maid and her younger sister are temporarily staying at someone else’s house.”
"I'll go pick them up right away."
"No need to rush." Jin Wen pressed Han Feng's shoulder and said with a smile, "You don't need to worry about this personally. I will send someone to bring them into my sect."
"That's great, thank you, Master." Han Feng grinned happily, looking just like an eight-year-old child.
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Jin Wen gently lifted the carriage curtain and gave an order to the soldiers accompanying him. The soldiers responded and sped off in another direction.
Soon after, the general's carriage came to a steady stop in a spacious courtyard.
Jin Wen and Han Feng got out of the car one after the other. You Ying silently followed behind Han Feng. Although she tried her best to keep a low profile, her graceful figure attracted the attention of the men around her, who stared at her intently.
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The burly men who were training hard to build their physiques were all stunned and stood there, forgetting the training they were doing.
Some people were even hit on the feet by falling stone locks without realizing it.
"It's so beautiful!"
"Where did the sect leader find such a beauty?"
The sect leader, Jin Wen, was quite displeased with the disciples' actions.
He instantly wiped the smile off his face and demanded sharply, "Do you perhaps think the recent training intensity has been a little too easy?"
"Effective immediately, everyone's daily training load will be doubled."
"Let's see how much progress you've made in a month."
Upon hearing the sect leader's words, the burly men who had been lost in thought instantly turned pale, their brows furrowed, and their legs seemed to tremble. "My son."
313. Terror Ceremony
However, they had to pull themselves together and respond in unison, "Disciples obey the order and will follow the sect leader's command!"
From then on, no one dared to glance at Youying again, fearing that their already heavy cultivation tasks would be further burdened by the sect leader.
After dealing with this unexpected incident.
Holding Yun Ji in his arms, Zhu Zhao entered the armored gate, led by a Wei soldier.
Her pure and beautiful face, like that of a fairy from the moon, once again drew gasps of admiration from the disciples of the Armored Sect. Each of them stared intently at her with burning eyes.
Many disciples quickly adjusted their mindset and practiced even more diligently, like male peacocks spreading their magnificent tail feathers, vying for attention.
This scene caught the eye of the sect leader, Jin Wen, who glared angrily at his disciples, but ultimately did not increase their training volume.
He understood that his disciples' reaction was understandable.
Firstly, the gate was filled with men; there wasn't even an old woman in sight.
Secondly, the beauty of the two sisters, Zhuzhao and Youying, is truly stunning, and their appearances and figures are exactly alike, making them rare beauties in the world.
Even a general with an iron will like him could not help but experience emotional fluctuations.