bookbashuk Chapter 29 Yang Jiao's younger brother
Chapter 29 Yang Jiao's younger brother
Chapter 29 Yang Jiao's younger brother
Yang Jian walked out of the Martial Soul Branch Hall of Linhai City.
Wang Hegui followed half a step behind him, bowing slightly with a respectful attitude, and said to the two guards at the door, "I'm going out for a bit."
The two guards watched this scene with their heads spinning.
Those who can be treated this way by the branch hall master must either have high cultivation or come from the Martial Soul Main Hall.
They didn't think it was the former, after all, Yang Jian was too young.
The latter, noticing the temple master's cautious demeanor, guessed that the young man's identity was probably not low.
"Please take care, Your Highness. Please take care, Your Excellency."
The two guards bowed in unison.
Yang Jian did not turn around and walked straight into the street.
Wang Hegui quickly caught up, saying as they walked, "Yang Jiao joined the Deep Sea Soul Hunter Team recently, so he should be at the Employment Plaza right now. Yang Chan enrolled in the Linhai City Junior Soul Master Academy three years ago, so he should be in class right now. Where should we go first?"
"I'll go find my brother first." Yang Jian kept walking.
Employment Plaza is located in the eastern part of Linhai City and is an open space.
As soon as I approached, a cacophony of voices assaulted my senses.
The square was bustling with people, with Soul Hunting Teams everywhere waving flags and shouting, and many people stopping at various stalls to choose the right team.
The Iron-Blooded Soul Hunter Squad is now recruiting Soul Masters of level 20 and above. Excellent benefits offered!
"The Swift Soul Hunter Team is missing one agility-type Soul Master, level 30 or above preferred!"
"The Fierce Tiger Soul Hunting Team departs this afternoon, targeting a hundred-year-old soul beast. Any interested business owners, come take a look!"
Shouts rose and fell, making it as lively as a vegetable market.
Yang Jian glanced around and saw that the Soul Masters here had varying levels of cultivation, ranging from a dozen or so levels to a Soul King.
In a place like Linhai City, a Soul King is already considered top-tier combat power.
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As the head of the Martial Soul Branch Hall, Wang Hegui was extremely well-known in Linhai City. As soon as he entered the square, many people took the initiative to greet him.
"Palace Master Wang, what brings you here today?"
"Lord Wang, would you like to come and sit with our team?"
"Lord Wang—"
Wang Hegui responded with a smile to each of them, but his feet didn't stop. He led Yang Jian through the crowd and headed deeper into the square.
"It's over there." He pointed to a light blue flag. "Deep Sea Soul Hunter Squad, the most powerful Soul Hunter Squad in Linhai City."
Yang Jian looked in the direction he was pointing.
Several people stood under the flag, most of them wearing leather armor, with weapons hanging at their waists, and they all exuded a murderous aura, clearly characters who often lived on the edge of death.
Yang Jian's gaze swept over them, silently assessing the situation.
Six Soul Masters and one Soul King.
The middle-aged man standing at the very front, with a deep aura and sharp eyes, must be the captain.
Around level 50.
The Deep Sea Hunters also noticed Wang Hegui, and the captain led the way to greet him.
"Palace Master Wang, what brings you here?" The captain smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, but his gaze unconsciously fell on Yang Jian behind the other man, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
Who is this boy?
The face is very unfamiliar.
Just as Wang Hegui was about to speak, Yang Jian's gaze had already passed over everyone and landed on a young man.
The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, only slightly shorter than Yang Jian. He had dark skin, regular features, and was full of energy.
He was wearing a faded leather armor, with a short fork hanging at his waist. He stood quietly at the back of the crowd, not particularly noticeable.
Looking at that dark face, Yang Jian was reminded of memories from six years ago.
The older brother who gets up early every day to work, wearing his hands raw, yet he can't bear to spend a single copper soul coin on medicine for himself, saving all the good things for his younger siblings.
"elder brother."
Yang Jian spoke, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
Yang Jiao was wiping the short fork at his waist when he heard those two words, and his hand stopped moving.
He raised his head and looked at the handsome and extraordinary young man in front of him.
With sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a face as beautiful as jade, and an ethereal air, he possessed a refined and otherworld
Yang Jiao's pupils gradually dilated.
The face before me is gradually overlapping with the pale, thin little figure from the depths of my memory.
"You are—Xiao Jian?"
His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of uncertainty.
Six years.
He had imagined countless times what his younger brother would look like when he grew up.
But when I actually saw it, I still couldn't believe it.
How did that skinny little one become such a heroic and extraordinary young man?
"Six years have passed, and you don't recognize me?"
Yang Jian's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes were filled with laughter.
Yang Jiao was stunned.
That tone, that expression—
It can't be wrong.
"Xiao Jian!" Yang Jiao rushed forward and hugged Yang Jian tightly, as if afraid that he would disappear if he let go. "Good lad, you've changed so much in the past six years in the Spirit Hall. I really didn't recognize you!"
His voice was choked with emotion, and his eyes were red.
For the past six years, he has been worried.
They worried about whether Yang Jian was doing well in the Spirit Hall, whether he was eating well, whether he was dressed warmly, and whether he was being bullied.
Now that he sees his younger brother is perfectly fine and has grown up to look like this, the weight that had been hanging over his heart for six years has finally been lifted.
"I'm fine, brother." Yang Jian patted his back, her voice calm, but tears glistened in her eyes.
The members of the Deep Sea Hunter team looked at each other in bewilderment.
They only knew that Yang Jiao had a younger sister, and they had never heard him mention that he also had a younger brother.
Moreover, this younger brother seems to have come from the Spirit Hall?
The captain glanced at Yang Jian, then at Wang Hegui, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
This young man is probably no ordinary person; he can get the Palace Master Wang to accompany him personally.
Yang Jiao released Yang Jian, looked him up and down several times, his eyes filled with satisfaction and pride.
"Xiao Jian, how have you been these past six years?"
Yang Jian nodded: "Very good. Teacher takes good care of me. I have no worries about food and clothing, and my cultivation has not fallen behind."
"That's good, that's good—"
Yang Jiao repeated it twice, his eyes narrowing into slits with laughter.
The two brothers stood there, neither of them knowing what to say.
After six years apart, there are so many things I want to say, but I don't know where to begin.
Finally, Yang Jian spoke first: "Brother, let's go pick up Xiao Chan first, and get together today."
"Okay!" Yang Jiao readily agreed, then turned to the team leader, "Brother Wang, I'd like to ask for leave."
The captain glanced at Yang Jian and waved his hand readily: "Go ahead, have fun in the city with your brother these few days, no rush to return to the team."
"Thank you, Brother Wang." Yang Jiao clasped his hands in thanks, then turned and put his arm around Yang Jian's shoulder. The two walked out chatting and laughing.
Wang Hegui did not follow immediately.
He stood there, watching Yang Jian and Yang Jiao walk away, before turning his gaze to the members of the Deep Sea Soul Hunter team.
"Do you know who that boy was?"
The captain shook his head, and the others followed suit.
"Yang Jiao's younger brother, Yang Jian." Wang Hegui's voice was not loud, but it carried a solemn tone. "Even I dare not offend the people of the Martial Soul Hall."
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