Six days later, within the three walls of the capital Lordaeron, early in the morning.

On the spacious and clean straight avenue, there is a spacious carriage drawn by eight golden horses, which is magnificently carved with gold and silver. On the wheels of the front section of the carriage, two fourth-order rangers in their thirties and forties, flicking the long whips in their hands from time to time, drove the carriage slowly along the right edge of the road according to the predetermined trajectory.

Passing through the skylight on the side, which was about two meters high from the carriage, Yang Long looked at the royal palace of Lordaeron, which looked almost two kilometers away, built on a rolling hill and shining all night, and once again sincerely admired the architectural level of this world.

"Young master, there is nothing to see in the palace, if you stay here for a few months, you will get bored of watching the moon and the moon every day. The flame mage whose strength had reached the top of the tenth order joked with a big grin: "It's better to look at that than to look at the beauty, there are many beauties in the inner three layers, look at that figure, look at that face, look at that ass"

While absentmindedly chatting with Yang Long, he looked at the young women on the side of the road with his eyes, and his sleek eyes kept scanning back and forth on the chests and buttocks of beautiful women. The current Jordan doesn't look like a solemn and rigorous ** teacher at all, but more like a scoundrel who has been carried away.

Smiling noncommittally, Yang Long withdrew his gaze from afar and looked at the interior of the carriage. It was a rectangular carriage of about fifty square meters, made entirely of stainless steel, with windows made of polished crystal and several magic lights hanging on the walls.

The carriage was covered with a thick carpet, and in the center of the carpet was a long, widened chair, on which Yang Long reclined and could be used as a bed. On each side of the chair sat a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl kneeling on the stall, and behind the carriage on the back of the chair, there was a young woman wearing a night dress with a masked face, leaning against the wall and not moving.

Jordan sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the right, staring at the women with squinting eyes, and from time to time there was a saliva sound in his mouth, and a ruffian aura filled the mage's body from the inside out.

"Hmph, bastard who doesn't understand etiquette, don't pollute the young master's mind with your filthy thoughts!" a dull but deafening angry snort came from the mouth of the strong man sitting at the door of the carport.

With this angry snort, the air in the entire carriage was solemn, and a cold murderous aura spread out. Yang Long's face remained unchanged, but the two girls who did not possess the ability of professionals were trembling with fright, and even the masked woman at the back of the carriage frowned imperceptibly.

"Pollute the young master's soul ha!" Jordan imitated the yin and yang weirdly, not caring about the stronger and more vigorous fire of the strong man, and said with a hearty laugh: "Haha laughed at me to death haha"

"Are you provoking me?" the strong man stood up with a snort, blocking the entrance to the carport tightly, his muscles tense and ready to fight.

"Francis, sit down. Yang Long said lightly, and then turned his head to look at Jordan: "And you, quiet." ”

"Yes! The murderous aura of the strong man was retracted, he glared at the flame ** master fiercely, and slowly sat down and looked out of the carport. Jordan quickly put away his smile, shrugged his shoulders with nonchalant face, and continued to focus on the beauties on both sides of the road.

"It's really nerve-wracking" Shaking his head a little helplessly, Yang Long closed his eyes, calmed down and began to repair his qi veins.

Yang Long hadn't seen Loran Grove in a few days, but it was good and there was a lot less inconvenience, every day Yang Long was not only hanging out in the Grove family's territory under the protection of a large number of secret whistles, but also secretly repairing the damage to the qi veins in his bedroom.

However, the damage suffered by the Qi Pulse this time was too serious, and the repair in less than a week was completely like a drop in the bucket, and it did not make the Qi Pulse significantly improve at all. Yang Long, who had already judged that there was such a result, although he was not annoyed, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Before the qi vein injury, Yang Long's strength still hadn't reached the peak of his previous life, but it wasn't far away. Now that he is injured, once he returns to the pre-liberation period, he can only rely on his pure ** strength, as well as the ** strength that far exceeds that of ordinary professionals, which really makes Yang Long a little uncomfortable.

It was really for this reason that when the old butler appeared in front of Yang Long and told him that he could already go to study at the Royal Academy of Lordaeron, Yang Long was unprecedentedly excited for a while before calming down.

However, when Yang Long was ready to "go to school", he realized that there were many inconveniences in the big family business, and if he didn't talk about the others, his life and safety would be threatened all the time.

Knowing that Loraine Grovei's son is not actually dead, and that he is close to adulthood and has not received any professional inheritance, many enemies who are hostile to the Grovefe family are happy to let the Grovefe family ruler die again.

And Francis and Jordan in the carriage acted as personal bodyguards, escorting Master Bin Grovefi to school throughout the process. These two strong men with different personalities, different temperaments, and almost opposite values made Yang Long very troubled for a while.

Francis, a seventy-year-old eleventh-order guardian warrior, although he looks no more than forty years old in appearance, is a stubborn and rigid man who follows the old and conservative follower guidelines, and is extremely loyal and humble to his master.

Jordan, on the other hand, is a ruthless character who is scheming, sloppy and uninhibited, heartless and careless about everything, but in fact he is very shrewd and knows how to weigh the situation, and keenly seizes the opportunity to dare to make a desperate bet, and most importantly, there are some cheap mouths.

The collision between these two people was really as fierce as Venus colliding with Mars, and in a few days, Yang Long had already stopped these two people from trying to fight each other almost ten times. As for the masked woman who had been silent, it made Yang Long nervous for a long time before he relaxed.

Francis and Jordan were completely unaware of this woman, and if it weren't for Yang Long's perception, maybe they wouldn't have been able to discover the existence of this woman either. She is like a ghost, as long as she walks out of the Grofe family's territory, even if Yang Long goes to the toilet, she will definitely not be within ten meters.

She didn't eat, drink, talk, or even breathe, and the pressure she felt from her body was second only to the shock caused by Williams' first appearance. This kind of covert following, who didn't know whether it was surveillance or protection, made Yang Long very uncomfortable.

"Young Master, we've arrived at the station!" Francis said in a suddenly sullen voice, interrupting Yang Long's train of thought.