When breakfast was about to end, He Yaotian's guard He Feng walked into the restaurant again and reported a message to He Yaotian.

"Old Master, I just saw that the two of the eldest master's followers were injured. After asking, I realized that the young master actually went out yesterday and had a conflict with someone!"

As soon as He Feng finished speaking, He Yaotian's face changed suddenly. He heard a "bang" sound. He slapped the table, almost slapped the solid wood table.

"I'm so angry that I'm so angry. This little beast is really dead. His injuries have not healed yet. Is it going out to cause trouble again?"

"No, no, old man, please calm down." He Feng quickly bent down and accused him, and then continued: "Old man, young man did not cause trouble this time."

"My subordinates have interrogated and investigated in detail. It was Wang Kui, a son of the Wang family, who blocked the eldest son's way, humiliated the eldest son in public, and even let the dog bite the eldest son..."

He Yaotian was already full of anger, but when he heard He Feng's words, his face changed again and became even more angry: "What? A child of the Wang family? He humiliated the eldest son in the street? He dared to let the dog bite people? Did he eat the courage of the bear heart and leopard? No matter who this kid is, find it out for me, and I want him to pay the price!"

"This..." He Feng's words were interrupted. Seeing that the old man was furious and wanted to stand up for He Wuhen, he was speechless and looked full of strange expressions.

Seeing that He Feng was in a strange look, He Yaotian also noticed something else, so he urged: "What? Tell me quickly!"

"This Wang Kui is very hateful. He has humiliated and beaten the eldest young master in the street many times before. But this time, the eldest young master somehow did not escape as cowardly as before. He actually fought back and broke one of Wang Kui's arms, which scared him to pee his pants!"

When He Feng said this, the restaurant suddenly fell into silence. He Yaotian and He Wuhui both stared at each other with an incredible look on their faces, as if they had heard strange stories.

After a long silence, He Yaotian's expression gradually calmed down, and a hint of joy and excitement flashed in his eyes.

There is no doubt that the news was too amazing. He never expected that the cowardly wasteful grandson of the past suddenly had such a huge change. He was able to fight back and even curb the other party so miserably.

"Has this little bastard really changed?" He Yaotian's tone was a little excited, his throat was choked, and his mood improved surprisingly.

He Wuhui, who was beside him, also showed joy. He was very excited when he heard the news and quickly said to his grandfather He Yaotian: "Grandpa, look, I will say that he has changed, brother."

"He Feng, go and invite the eldest master to have breakfast. I will ask him personally what's going on."

"Subordinate to obey the order." He Feng took the order and quickly walked out of the restaurant to invite He Wuhen.

However, after waiting for half a quarter of an hour, He Feng came back alone.

"Old Master, I just went to invite the eldest master to come, but was told by Xiaomei, the eldest master's maid, that he went to the library!"

"What?" He Yaotian was in a good mood just now, his face suddenly became gloomy again. He slapped the table with a "bang" slap, and his face immediately turned ashen.

"This evil is really a bastard. Could it be that he wants to steal books and sell them again? He was about to say that he had changed and changed his evil spirit, but he still had his old habits and his destiny remained unchanged!"

In addition to being angry, He Yaotian strode out of the restaurant and rushed to the library that crossed the courtyard east.

He Wuhui was also full of worry and hurriedly followed, fearing that his grandfather would beat his elder brother to death again in anger.

Although He Yaotian is a martial artist, he is not a brave but unscheming person, otherwise he would not have become the general of the Qingyuan Kingdom.

If the family wants to prosper, it requires a foundation. Therefore, he spent all his time collecting countless valuable articles and classics that are famous all over the world, as well as martial arts and secrets to practice, and established a library.

It can be said that the precious martial arts secrets and classics in the library were almost He Yaotian's lifelong efforts and the greatest wealth of the He family.

However, a few years ago, He Wuhen was on the verge of money and had no money to spend, he sneaked to the library several times and took out some classics and martial arts secrets to exchange for money.

Thinking of this, He Wuhui was also worried: "Brother, won't he steal books and sell them for money again, right?"

He Wuhui still remembers those things freshly. What he remembers most clearly is that once He Wuhen actually sold a secret book of mysterious martial arts treasured by the He family for 8,000 taels of silver.

After He Yaotian discovered that incident, He Wuhen was beaten to death and ordered him not to step into the library from now on.

The martial arts secrets in the Xuanhuang world are the same as the strength level of warriors. They are divided into four levels: Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang.

Heaven-level exercises are the rarest and precious, while yellow-level exercises are the most common and ordinary.

A better yellow-level secret book can be sold for ten thousand taels of silver, while a mysterious-level secret book has always been priced but not at all, and hundreds of thousands of silver may not be able to buy it.

The Earth-level martial arts are treasures that can cause bloody storms. There are less than ten people who have practiced Earth-level martial arts in the entire Qingyuan Kingdom, and He Yaotian is one of them.

As for the heavenly level martial arts, they only exist in legends and have never appeared in the thousand-year history of the Qingyuan Kingdom.

Therefore, He Wuhen stole a mysterious secret book but sold it only 8,000 taels of silver. It was a waste of resources and was extremely damn bad. It was no wonder that He Yaotian got so much fire.

Soon, the grandfather and grandson came to the gate of the library.

The guard of the library is named Wang Qiang. He has reached the level of a first-level martial artist and is a rare master.

Seeing He Yaotian suddenly arrive, Wang Qiang immediately bowed his waist and saluted: "I have met the old master and the second master!"

"Wang Qiang, I'll ask you, have the eldest young master been here?" He Yaotian narrowed his eyes and felt a little angry.

"The eldest young master has indeed come, but he entered the library, borrowed a few books and left." Wang Qiang immediately understood that the old master was coming for this matter.

"Borrow?" He Yaotian raised his thick eyebrows, laughed in anger, pointed at Wang Qiang with one hand and cursed angrily: "You bastard, do you believe you if he said he would lend it? After he stole the books and sold them for money last time, I said he was not allowed to step into the library half a step. How dare you disobey the order?"

When He Yaotian got angry, the aura of the level 8 martial artist suddenly burst out, as hot as the scorching sun. How could Wang Qiang, the strength of the first-level martial artist, resist it?

Wang Qiang was immediately oppressed and couldn't breathe. He hunched his back and claimed the crimes repeatedly: "Old Master, please calm down. This time you really misunderstood the eldest master. He was definitely not a stolen book and sold money!"

Wang Qiang knew that he had trouble. Although He Yaotian ordered He Wuhen not to enter the library, Wang Qiang was a servant after all. No matter what, He Wuhen insisted on entering the library, he could not stop him.

Even if He Wuhen is a playboy, Wang Qiang looked down on him in his heart, but he was the master after all, and he was a slave and a servant. No matter how he was, the servant would not dare to go against his master's wishes.

"Misunderstanding? Is that little bastard doing less stupid things? Come on, tell me, what is the misunderstanding!" He Yaotian was so angry that his beard shook and his face turned pale. He wondered in his heart whether this Wang Qiang was bought by He Wuhen, so he helped him get rid of it?

Wang Qiang was sweating profusely by He Yaotian's momentum, but he still gritted his teeth and told the truth: "The eldest young master borrowed three books, all of which were registered here, and the eldest young master said he would return them after reading them."

"The four books are "Guiyuan Tuna" and "Killing Sword Techniques" and "Records of the Eastern Wilderness". The first two books are basic martial arts secrets, and even if they are sold, they are not worth a hundred taels of silver."

"Hmm? It's actually like this? Could it be that this little bastard really wants to practice?" Wang Qiang's words made He Yaotian a little surprised. Although he didn't believe that He Wuhen would reform himself, he still felt relieved in his heart, so he let Wang Qiang go and took He Wuhui to the Xiquyuan to find He Wuhen.

After entering the Xiqianyuan and coming to He Wuhen’s door, He Yaotian slowed down and did not enter the room, but stood outside the window and looked inside.

After seeing it, He Wuhen was indeed sitting upright at the desk, holding "Records of the Eastern Wilderness" in his hand, watching it with relish and seriousness.

Seeing this scene, He Yaotian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He suddenly felt very relieved in his heart. He turned his head and secretly wiped the corners of his wet eyes, muttering to himself: "This little bastard has finally not disappointed me anymore. Could it be that he was really awakened and repented this time?"

"In the past, it was harder to let this little bastard read books than to reach the sky. Now he has reformed himself and read books on his own initiative. Is it really a prodigal son who turned around?"

"No matter what, even if he accomplishes nothing in his studies and practice, as long as he stops doing things and can be content with himself, it will be a huge change."

He Yaotian felt secretly relieved and felt much better. After observing for a while, he saw that He Wuhen was pretending, so he left with He Wuhui.

He Wuhen spent a day but could not finish watching the three-inch-thick "Records of the Eastern Wilderness". However, the harvest this day was huge, which gave him a deeper understanding of the world.

When the lights were in hand, the maid Xiaomei entered the house, lit the oil lamp in the room, brought a sumptuous dinner and two bowls of hot soup, and left.

He Wuhen stretched out and started eating. He's chef has good skills, and even though he had eaten many modern delicacies, he found it delicious.

After he finished his meal, the maid Xiaomei came to clean up the tableware well, and then left, not daring to stay in the room.

As He Wuhen’s personal maid, Xiaomei knew very well that Young Master He was a naughty man with a erotic temperament.

In the past, there were several times when any former young master wanted to take over Xiaomei with strength. Fortunately, Xiaomei had the strength of a level 8 martial artist, so any former young master failed.

However, since then, Xiaomei has been afraid of He Wuhen and dared not be alone with him, especially at night.
Chapter completed!