Not A Cultivator

The Xiang Lan Nation stood for over 500 years. However, Xiang Lan Nation is still the smallest country compared to the other five countries on the continent. Inside Xiang Lan Nation, there are numerous clans and sects. One of them is the Feng Clan, a middle tier clan that has stood since the commencement of Xiang Lan Nation.

It is unfortunate that the Feng Clan has been declining and almost entered the category of low tier clan. Although they were in the bottom among the middle tier clans, they were not weak at all. There were still hundreds who lived in their residence including the clan members, guards, and servants.

As a middle tier clan, the land of the Feng Residence covers more than three thousand hectares. Most of the main clan members would live on the southern side of the area leaving the north side barren and unoccupied.

Currently, in the northernmost gate, two guards were guarding the gate. They had joined the Feng Army for five years. They were brothers, the older one skinny and the younger one was fat. Both are known for their laziness. It is a wonder how they were able to join the Feng Army.

The fat guard standing at the right side of the gate complained to his skinny brother on the other side, "First Young Master is so terrible! How could he cut off my pay for such a trifling matter?"

"F*cking Sh*t! What do you mean by trifling matter? It is a big matter! You are dozing off in a big meeting! Luckily the Clan Lord is there. Otherwise, with the young master's temper, your head would have been chopped off and your body will be fed to the dogs."

The skinny guard could not help but curse. There was a meeting to replace the Clan Lord this morning, and they were given a chance to guard this important event.

Normally, to be given such tasks such as this where there would be many important clan members and elders is an honour. If they did it right and with a little amount of luck, it is common for a low-rank guard like them to be given a raise or at least some money tip.

But who could have known, at the start of the meeting, the younger brother dozed off. Not only that, but he also snores loudly that the entire people there could hear him.

As soon as the snore enters the First Young Master's ears, he immediately reprimanded the fat guard. But, who would have known that the skinny guard was also reprimanded as well for being unable to control his brother.

The First Young Master of the Feng Clan is known to have a bad temper, he formerly wanted to kill them as a punishment. Fortunately, the Clan Lord is there to defend them, as a result, their salary was cut off and they were transferred to the north gate instead.

There was nothing in the northern gate. The guards who were given the task to guard this gate could get bored to death. In fact, if there was no north gate it would have been fine since there were other inner gates, and very rarely people would come from this gate.

The fat guard felt guilty for bringing his big brother into this matter, but he has his own pride as well. If someone is badmouthing him, then how could he not talk back.

"Big Brother, Other people may say that, but you're not allowed. Who is the one that last week faked an illness only to be found out sleeping in the latrine?"

"F*ck! It was a matter of last week. How dare you brought it out now!! Let me tell you that last month you not only run away from the harsh training, but you also blamed me for it. At least when I'm in the wrong, you did not get punished. But that time I also got cut off two taels of silver."

While the two guards were bickering, no one noticed that a man was walking in their direction. Although his clothes were plain and dirty, this visitor was a handsome young man. His eyebrow waves like a calm sea aligned with his beautiful eyes made him look composed. His gaze is deep, everyone that saw him would know that he is someone with lots of experience. The perfect chin propped up his jaw aligned with his nose, no one would get bored to look at his face.

The young man came up from behind the skinny guard, "Guard Qian, You're still here!"

"Remember the last time in Dark Red Forest, All of us caught the Horned Thunder Boar and left you with it to catch some more. You fuck*ng eat 30 portions of meat! For Heaven's sake, the Horned Thunder Boar can only make 40 portions of meat."

The young man was obviously ignored.

However, the fat guard was shocked seeing the face of the young man, his mouth repeatedly opening and closing, obviously wants to speak something but no sound is emitted.

The skinny guard continued blabbering, "Then, The other guards are complaining how you disrespectful you are for eating 30 portions of meats when Head Guard Cui hasn't even touched the food. I even have to give up my food to give to the other guards. Just take a look at how fat you are, You f*cking pig!"

The young man interrupted one more time, "Guard Qian, are you hearing me?"

The skinny guard snapped, "F*ck! What do you want? You're just a piece of sh*t! Can't you see I'm talki..."

"Eeeeeek... Second Young Master!", shouted the skinny guard.

A cold sweat runs through the guard's forehead. He just realized the mistake he made, how could he not recognize that the Second Young Master of the Feng Clan was behind him all along.

The worst part was, the Second Young Master was known to be prideful and evil. To actually dare call the Second Young Master a piece of sh*t, he's afraid that he was already walking at death's door.

"Oooh... so I was a piece of sh*t? Qian Hui, how dare you!!"

Although the Second Young Master gave an angry look, he only did it jokingly. He was a different man than he was a few years ago.

However, Qian Hui, the skinny guard was in a panic to see that the Second Young Master did not mean what h said. He immediately kneels, "Oooh… The great Second Young Master Feng Ao Xiu, Please forgive me! I did not know it was you. You are so handsome, how can you be a piece of sh*t?. It is I am the one who truly deserves to be called a piece of sh*t."

It can be seen that Qian Hui is used to begging for forgiveness. He hugged Feng Ao Xiu's thigh, refuse to release until forgiven.

Feng Ao Xiu shook his leg, "Release me! you piece of sh*t, it hurts! D*mmit!"

Qian Hui used one of his moves, The Crocodile Tear, "Uhuuu huu huu... Second Young Master. Forgive me!! This piece of sh*t does not know any better, giving me punishment will only waste the great Second Young Master's time."

"Ouch, Ouch, It Hurts! Okay, okay, I get it, let me go now!".

Only after hearing that sentence, that Qian Hui released. Qian Hui's grip is really fearsome that the Second Young Master's thigh is red from the hugging.

"Second Young Master, aren't you supposed to be dead? Are you a ghost?" asked Qian Hui in a confused look.

"What? You guys thought that I was dead!"

Now that Fang Ao Xiu thinks about it, it is true that he has not gone home for a long time. With the addition that he could not contact the Feng Clan, it was natural that they thought he was dead.

Suddenly the fat guard that has been shocked, shouted loudly, "Eeeeeek... Second Young Master!"

"Qian Lu, so slow! How could you just realize that?" replied Feng Ao Xiu

Before Feng Ao Xiu knew, Qian Lu is kneeling on the floor while his head touched the ground. His posture seems full of respect, but his body is shivering in fear.

"Hiii..., Second Young Master please forgive me. It is my mistake that I broke your precious painting four years ago and blamed a thief for it. I will not be breaking things anymore. Just please don't haunt me!"

"..."

Feng Ao Xiu did not know what to say. This fatty actually thinks he is a ghost. Not just that, the mysterious thief incident four years ago is unexpectedly solved. At that time he truly admired that painting and commanded the whole family army to catch the thief for breaking things, after searching for three whole days that he finally gave up. The culprit is actually in front of him.

Before Feng Ao Xiu could think of a suitable reply, another guard approaches the three men. When both Qian Hui and Qian Lu were shouting from the shock of seeing Feng Ao Xiu, they were shouting too loudly it can be heard by a couple of guards nearby.

"Qian Qian, why are you shouting? What kind of mistake you two did today?"

"Pfft... Qian Qian, what kind of name is that? Aha ha haa...", Feng Ao Xiu laughed loudly.

Qian Qian is the nickname all the other guards used to identify the problematic Qian Hui and Qian Lu. This name is obviously for girls, but because of how problematic these two brothers are, even Head Guard Cui called them Qian Qian.

The guard that just comes in and noticed the young man, "Oh, Second Young Master welcome back"

He turned his attention back to the Qian Qian, "What's wrong? Fatty, stop kneeling and help the Second Young Ma..."

"Eeeeeek... Second Young Master!"

The guard shouted even louder.

Another guard comes in, "Lou Gong, I understand Qian Qian are shouting. But, why are you shouti..."

"Eeeeeek... Second Young Master!"

As time goes the shouting only gets louder and louder.

Not long after, a maid approaches the group of men, "Can you guys be quiet? The Third Young Lady is having trouble sleeping! This is why all men are..."

"Eeeeeek... Second Young Master!"

The north gate becomes crowded, and more people came to investigate.

"Eeeeeek... Second Young Master!"

Feng Ao Xiu was speechless, all of them thought that he was dead. That's fine. But can't all of them stop looking at him like they're seeing a ghost.

Today, almost all the people he met shouted "Eeeeeek... Second Young Master!"