"You naughty green, this is the magical power used by the saint, and you should thank the saint!" Han Qing was so angry that the guard was too blind. He couldn't help but look at Lin Feng with his light again, fearing that he would be angry, and he cursed again.

"Ah!" The guard felt that his mind was about to collapse. It was not that there was something wrong with his vision, but that if he thought normally, almost everyone would react the same way as him.

"What, why don't you thank the saint quickly!" Han Qing was a little anxious. His originally elegant temperament disappeared, and instead he was anxious.

"Thank you, Saint!" The guard was also anxious and quickly bowed to Lin Feng, which made Lin Feng speechless.

"Okay, Han Qing, let's go in!" Lin Feng waved his hand at Han Qing, looking indifferent, and then spoke.

"Yes, saint, why don't you open the door quickly and welcome the saint to the Han family!"

Han Qing shouted with great momentum, "At this time, these guards dared not be stunned." They were a little busy opening the closed door.

"Saint, please come in!" Han Qing lowered his posture very low. He bent slightly and made a gesture to Lin Feng to invite him in. The guards felt turbulent again. What was the origin of this young man named Han Qing by Han Qing? He actually treated him with courtesy. He was probably not an ordinary person.

Lin Feng nodded slightly and entered the Han family's gate.

"What are you still standing there? Take my token and call all the people in the Han family to the conference hall!"

After seeing Lin Feng enter the door, Han Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the sword saint looked good-tempered, otherwise if he offended him because of such a small matter, the Han family would be in panic.

"Yes, Supreme Elder!" The guard holding the token in his hand was not stunned this time, and rushed into the small door on the side and ran towards the center of Han's house. He was running desperately, as if there were beasts chasing him behind him.

"Who is he?" After seeing Han Qing bringing Lin Feng into the Han family, these guards couldn't help looking at each other, but they didn't dare to speak privately, for fear of being heard by the two of them.

"Saint, there are areas where some disciples from the family usually live, and in front is the martial arts training ground where the children of the family usually practice!"

Han Qing and Lin Feng were parallel, but if you were careful, you would find that Han Qing had taken half a step away to show respect for Lin Feng.

This feeling really makes Lin Feng enjoy it. It shows the importance of strength to be able to make a great elder of a big family like this.

Lin Feng glanced at the area where the disciples of the Han family lived and found that there was not the mess they imagined, but the small antique courtyards were located there, which was quite beautiful. It can be seen that the treatment of disciples of the Han family was really good, at least on the surface there was no discrimination.

Under the guidance of Han Qing, Lin Feng walked slowly forward, looking at the surrounding scene along the way, and soon arrived at the martial arts training ground.

The martial arts venue was quite lively, and at least hundreds of children wearing various Korean costumes were practicing martial arts. In the middle of the martial arts venue, a middle-aged man was correcting a disciple's moves, but from time to time he looked at a place on the field where a one-sided abuse was taking place.

At that point, I saw a direct Han family in a blue shirt rubbing a young man from a side branch, punching him and sarcasm while beating him. Many Han family members formed a circle there, and some disciples of the side branch dared not speak out, and looked at the direct disciples bullying the side branch in anger.

Although the disciples from the Han family are well treated, the gap is huge compared to the direct line. At least they are more than one higher in various treatments. If they have the same age and talent, the direct line disciples are much stronger. This is not only the difference between treatments, but also the huge gap between competing for their fathers.

This is a common problem for almost every family. The grudges between the two have been around for a long time, but the disciples of the side branch are basically at a disadvantage. Unless a strong disciple of the side branch rises, they will always be under pressure by the direct disciples.

Although there were people wrapped around, how could Lin Feng and Han Qing's mental power not see the scene inside? The disciple of the black-clothed branch stood up stubbornly from the ground, and then was knocked to the ground by the direct disciple of the blue-clothed branch. However, what surprised Lin Feng was that the disciple of the side branch still stood up from the ground. Even though the injuries on his body increased, he did not fall to the ground. Lin Feng was speechless when he looked at the firmness and stubbornness.

"Han Feng, as long as you lie on the ground obediently, I will spare you, otherwise I will have to continue lying on the bed for a month." The direct disciple of Qingshan was sarcastic in his words. From his words, we can hear that this direct disciple of Qingshan often bullies Han Feng and has taken a lot of action.

The disciple of the side branch named Han Feng did not say anything, but stood up with determination. Even though his legs seemed a little trembling, it made the disciple of the side branch surrounded him feel a little unbearable, but it was difficult to stand up.

"It's really like a rabbit that doesn't show off. Han Feng, your talent is low and you are destined to be a swordsman apprentice. You will be stuck in this bottleneck for the rest of your life and will never beat me."

The Qingshan direct disciple still mocked him that he had some power among the direct disciples of the Han family, mainly because his grandfather was an elder of the Han family, with the late swordsman cultivation, and was extremely powerful in the Han family, second only to the Supreme Elder and the patriarch. This is also the reason why the middle-aged man, who was obviously an instructor, did not stop him. He was just a captain of the Han family and could not control such a thing, otherwise the consequences would be very serious. If you want to protect yourself, you must keep a low profile and turn a blind eye.

But when the middle-aged man saw Han Qing who was a little bit of a blue color, he felt as if he had seen Han Qing somewhere, but he couldn't remember it. But one thing he was very sure, that is, with his swordsman's strength, he could not see Han Qing's cultivation. There are only two explanations. Except for Han Qing who is an ordinary person, he has the strength to be above himself. Han Qing's appearance is obviously not an ordinary person, but mainly the momentum of a strong man is causing trouble.

This middle-aged man was obviously not comparable to those guards. Although he couldn't remember who Han Qing was, he immediately gave up his teaching disciples and appeared in front of Han Qing with a little respect in his expression.

When the middle-aged man saw Han Qing's outfit, he immediately felt more familiar. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, overlapping with Han Qing in front of him, making him beat a chill. Although he had only met Han Qing once a few years ago, he had an extremely deep impression of Han Qing, because Han Qing is the most powerful Supreme Elder in the family, and it is also the foundation for the Han family to become the major family of the Principality of Lot. If Han Qing is gone, the Han family can only be considered a middle-class family. If you want to become a big family, you must have a great sword master, and if you want to become a top family, you need a sword saint. This is the benefit that high-end power can bring. No matter how many people there are in your family, it only depends on which level the strongest in the family is.

"Too...Super Elder!" The middle-aged man stuttered for a moment, lowered his head in front of Han Qing, with a respectful look on his face.

"Hmph, why are you still standing here? Bring those two little guys here!" Han Qing was really dissatisfied, and couldn't help but snorted coldly, saying with three points of anger. It was like this happening at this critical moment, which was simply a loss of face to the Han family.

"Yes, I'll bring them here immediately!" The middle-aged man rushed towards the other side with a cold sweat on his face, but his five senses were wide open, afraid that Han Qing would have any instructions to avoid making any mistakes. In front of the great swordsman, he, a small swordsman, dared not disobey at all.

"Let the saints laugh, and I will definitely punish them when they come here!" After Han Qing explained to the middle-aged man, he set his eyes on Lin Feng with a pleasing smile on his face.
Chapter completed!