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"I understand your thoughts, Ah Li, but you have to remember that Nan Feng is a guest, not a servant." He Yi looked at Ah Li and said. She was a little angry, because Ah Li was a little unfathomable.

"Ah Li knows her wrong." Ah Li nodded to Nan Feng embarrassedly. He mocked Nan Feng, but Nan Feng did not mind, he even said that he understood, she was feeling guilty.

"Alright, next time I'll prepare more food." He Yi waved his hand towards Ah Li.

After Nan Feng ate, he did not continue cultivating. Instead, he started to study the movement Ancient Book and read some books while thinking about other things. She realized that Nan Feng had a multi-dimensional personality and was not at all courteous to him, but was very tolerant of him.'s position and level, on the other hand, were far worse than Bodun Han's.

After looking at the book for a while, Nan Feng stretched his waist and started cultivating. He did not know when the assessment would start, and he could not lose face during the assessment.

After cultivating till he was drenched in sweat, Nan Feng decided to take a break. He went to the side of the guitar case and opened the box, "Thank you He Yi for taking care of me, please play and sing a song for Master."

He Yi nodded his head as he smiled, then took the initiative to send his the music. This was the first time for Nan Feng.

After trying out the syllables, Nan Feng made a gentleman's greeting that he had just learned, "This tune that I like best is gifted to my respected He Yi."

She smiled and returned the greeting, looking forward to the tune that Nan Feng was going to play next.

Nan Feng took a deep breath, and then played the zither with the curved moon.

After playing, Nan Feng was very satisfied. He felt that it was not bad, and gave his a high score.

It was quiet for a moment, then he nodded his head, "Your mental state is very good, listening to it sounds like you have returned to your hometown, Nan Feng, you should be someone with a story."

"It's good that He Yi likes it. I'll go cultivate." Nan Feng took out his Hundred Sabres and started to cultivate.

Looking at Nan Feng's Sabre waving figure, He Yi was puzzled. He did not understand what was going on, and just like what she said, Nan Feng was someone with a story.

After cultivating all the way until nightfall, Nan Feng greeted He Yi, smiled at him, and then returned.

"He's just a child, it's already not easy for him to be excluded by the Supervisor. He also has a kind heart, so it's better to treat him well." Yi Yi said as he looked at Ah Li, then went back to his room.

Ah Li nodded, she already knew that she was wrong, and was somewhat regretful. This was because the smile on Nan Feng's face when she left was very friendly, with her excessive actions, Nan Feng did not even bother about it.

Returning back to their living quarters, Nan Feng ate dinner with the stone.

"Gongzi, you must be careful. Today, I was chatting with the helpers, and the people they were serving all studied how to take care of you." The stone whispered after it finished eating.

"Damn, you still want to take care of me?" If you can't even understand a single punch, are you afraid of them? " Nan Feng laughed, he was not afraid of these things. The College had its own rules, the older students could not touch him as they wish. It was not like he was afraid of the new students messing around, he felt that it would be no problem to clean up the dishes that entered the Tieshan Academy with him.

After chatting with the stone for a while, Nan Feng went back to meditate to cultivate. He wanted to hurry up and cultivate, he really didn't like the words' Martial Disciple '.

The days were quiet, but Nan Feng was a little worried, going to Capital City was too far, and it was not easy, he did not care if Mu Mu could help him accomplish anything, he only hoped that Mu Mu could return safely.

In Nan Feng's heart, the Tang Yun who threw him in the Tang Mansion without paying attention to him before she even met him was really not as important as Mu Mu. At least Mu Mu cared about him and was willing to do some things for him.

Ao Wushuang often came to visit Nan Feng, so he and Nan Feng were quite close to each other. Yi Lin and Yi Xuan also came often, and the few of them knew that Nan Feng was extremely envious cultivating in the Summer Palace.

From Yi Lin and Yi Xuan's words, Nan Feng had some understanding of He Yi. He Yi was invited by the Elder of Tieshan from Capital City, she was the Royal Family, she also had a noble title, he was a marquis. He was already very famous in the Capital City's Redbud College. The reason he came to the Tieshan Academy was because Elder of Tieshan hoped that she could help cultivate some talent for the Tieshan Academy.

That was why He Yi's status and position in Tieshan Academy was very high. Even the Principal and the elders were very courteous to him.

Holding the seniors's letter, Yi Lin and Yi Xuan had only seen his eat it once, and had not received much attention.

It had been exactly one month since Nan Feng entered the College. When the third level of Martial Disciple was stable and stable, the Duke of Tieshan's Mansion had come to the College to recruit troops.

This was a very lively day, and all the new students were required to watch as well. This was because joining the Iron Mountain Army was an honor, and everyone had to see the new Student in order to cheer on the new Student.

When Nan Feng and Ao Wushuang arrived at the College, the Martial Arts Practice Field had already gathered many people.

On the east side of the Martial Arts Practice Field stood a team, Sergeant who was dressed in iron armor and had armor s outside of him, giving off a oppressive aura. Looking at him, Nan Feng knew that the aura this Sergeant gave off was one of killing intent. He definitely walked in between life and death, and even had human lives on his hands.

In the middle of the Martial Arts Practice Field stood Student, who were registering to join the Iron Mountain Army. Registering to participate was one thing, but whether the Iron Mountain Army wanted to join them was another.

Sitting right in front of Martial Arts Practice Field was a group of people that Nan Feng had met once before. Beside him was He Yi and a few other people that Nan Feng did not recognize, but the person with the strongest Qi was someone that Nan Feng recognized, it was the Merit Sergeant that watched over the Gold coins.

This made Nan Feng a little confused, the guard of the Merit Box should be a normal Sergeant, it was already very strange for a Sergeant with a noble title to look at it. If there was a title, but the position of a was low in the army, it would barely make sense, but now it did not make sense, because the Sergeant's position was obviously very high, sitting together with Hei Yi and the rest was already enough to explain everything.

Tie Shanhan looked at the Sergeant on the Martial Arts Practice Field that was about to join the Iron Mountain Army. He was not very satisfied with them.

"Commander Tieshan, what do you think of this year's Student?" A man asked. He was Supervisor Bairong from the second level.

"My apologies, but they are too weak. The Black Armoured Army s under my command cannot accept them. Later, let the other commanders come over and take a look!" Tie Shanhan said.

Today, Tie Shanhan was wearing a high black collar windbreaker. The windbreaker covered his ears and one could not even see his face, but his pair of eyes were extremely dazzling.

"Not a single one?" Bairong asked again.

"They have no imposing manner and no fighting spirit. Such people will easily die if they enter the battlefield. I do not wish to see the Sergeant under my command die in battle. This is also for their own good." Tie Shanhan stood up, but turned his head to look at Nan Feng, causing him to have a reaction.

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