C42 Escape of both parties (2)

Beirut City was located in the southwest of the Empire, which was over a hundred kilometers away from the Ling Family's Qilin Town. According to the speed of the carriages, they would be there by noon.

Not only was the exterior of the carriage luxuriously decorated, but the interior was the same as well. The inside of the carriage was also luxuriously decorated, and the inside was also the same.

As they passed by the town, the Ling Family's shop assistants all bowed towards the carriage. Li Batu's shop assistants all revealed expressions of disdain.

Two-fifths of the land in the town belonged to the Ling Family, two-fifths to the Li Batu Family, and one-fifth to the Knight Marcus. There were dozens of shops in the town, two-fifths to the Ling Family, and two-fifths to the Li Family.

Relatively speaking, the Li Family's business was bigger than the Ling Family's. Li Batu had been managing the Qilin Town since the previous generation, and this place was very close to the Qilin Forest, where the mercenaries gather. He had already done half of the mercenaries' business, and the Ling Family could only watch them eat meat and drink soup.

In this aspect, it naturally became the capital for Li Kangyong to look down on Ling Xiaotian and bully him. Every time he was injured, the Li Family would send him a corresponding sum of money as medical expenses, which also created the "habit" of Li Kangyong beating him up every time he saw Ling Xiaotian, because their family had plenty of money.

The Qilin Forest was the second largest forest in the Empire, and it contained a lot of magical beasts. Mercenaries relied on hunting magical beasts to survive.

The longer the life of a magical beast, the more powerful the magical beast. Depending on the age of the beast, the older the beast, the more powerful the beast, and the more powerful the beast, and according to the age of the beast, the older the beast, and according to the age of the beast, the older the magical beast, and according to the age of the beast, the magical crystal cores could be produced in the body of the warrior.

As a Dou Zhe, when Dou Qi Awakens, the user would need the crystal core of a demon beast as the foundation for using it. At the beginning, the crystal core was the ten-year old demon beast, and after the Dou Qi Pill appeared in the dantian, the user would need the corresponding monster core to level up.

The ranks of magical beasts were divided according to their age. They were: ten years, fifty years, a hundred years, three hundred years, six hundred years, a thousand years, three thousand years, six thousand years, eight thousand years, and ten thousand years.

Along the way, the father and son duo talked about the lack of nutrition. Time passed by quite quickly.

Beirut City was a large city to the south. Compared to a small place like Qilin Town, it could be considered an exceptionally large city.

The nobles who could live in the city were at least a Count, or Viscount with a great backer. It was rare to see a baron here.

However, nobles were still nobles. Their social status was much higher than farmers or merchants. Thus, after the carriage entered the city, people made way for it. Many of them even bowed towards the carriage with the Ling Family's crest.

Tall buildings lined the streets, shops side by side, street by street filled with stalls, bustling crowds, shouts and haggling voices, interpreting the prosperity of Beirut.

A business-like person was about to take his luggage when he was stopped by a sharp-tongued companion and said, "Do you know who was in the carriage?"

"I know, I know Viscount Ling Daiyan's car. I know the Ling Family's crest. Ten years ago, I provided supplies for Marshal Ling!" This honest merchant still had a lot of respect for the Ling family.

"Don't you know that their family is no longer able to continue?" "Marshal Ling is very powerful, but in the end, he was defeated and died. Viscount Ling Daiyan would never hope to have the chance to build a new career again in his life, and his son is even a waste of warrior energy. This kind of family will eventually decline, and in another generation, the Ling Family will be chased out of the circle of nobility.

The honest merchant shook his head and nodded, saying, "What you say makes sense. It's a pity, the Ling family was extremely popular in the Empire back then. Old Marshal Ling was about to become a marquis, but he was defeated on the battlefield. What a pity!"

Ling Xiaotian and Ling Daiyan who were inside the carriage could hear the conversation of the two people outside. After all, they were in a city, and their speed was not fast.

Ling Daiyan's expression became very ugly. What the two of them said outside were both truths, thinking back to when the Emperor promised his father that as long as his father won this battle, he would grant him the title of Marquis. During that period of time, the Ling Family could be said to be in a busy market.

His attitude was extremely cold. After that war, other than Ling Daiyan's few best friends, the Ling Family who moved to Qilin Town did not have any other guests with viscount status. Let alone viscount positions like Ling Daiyan, even the lowest level barons did not have many people.

Now, Ling Xiaotian could be considered to have truly experienced why Ling Daiyan was so concerned with reviving his family. He would retreat if he did not advance in the opposite direction, and his family would not fall into his hands.

"Tian, the Gongsun family is also a family of several generations of aristocrats!" Ling Daiyan said in a solemn voice, "When you arrive at Gongsun Manor, you must treat me with etiquette, do you understand?"

"Father, don't worry!" Ling Xiaotian nodded: "I know what to do, you have already given me a good chance!"

"Is that so?" Ling Daiyan didn't feel that he had said it multiple times already, it could be seen how much he valued this matter.

To be honest, Ling Xiaotian's heart was in turmoil. He wasn't afraid of the aristocrats who held higher titles than his father, but was worried that the Gongsun Clan, other than rejecting their marriage proposal, would do something that would look down on him. It didn't matter if they looked down on him, what he was afraid of was that these nobles would look down on his father because of him.