Chapter 329: Being a Good Teacher

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... Zhong Xuan triumphantly grabbed an iron ball: "Since you've shown yourself, I'll crush you sooner or later!"

The muscle wasn't being exerted, but the Heavy Xuan Secret Art had already compressed it into a flat iron disc shape. He kneaded and rubbed it again, squeezing it back into a ball shape.

"The details of the 'Equal Nation' have yet to be released, but it has already been classified as a cult by Qi Ting."

As for all sorts of cults and heterodoxies, this fat man has always been dismissive. With his background, he truly doesn't need to care or confront them.

Although Jiang Wang couldn't help but feel a little wary.

Once bitten by a snake, one fears a rope for ten years.

Moreover, this equal nation, judging from the information currently available, is already excessively powerful. Its organizational capacity far surpasses that of the White Bone Dao that rampaged in Zhuang Guo. Even in Qi Guo, a hegemonic state, it has already established a foothold.

Truly terrifying.

But speaking of that.

Indeed, this is a time when Qi State is at its zenith. Even the "Equal Nation," which was able to accomplish consecutive great feats and even connect with Xia State, ultimately failed in its endeavors against the series of actions taken by Qi State.

Cui Zhu was obstructed by Jiang Wang, so he could only preemptively assassinate Jun...If there was no Jiang Wang, he would also not be able to compete with Wang Yi Wu.

Zhang Yongze was forced out by the Qingpai of Qi State, and he also actively made the choice that maximized his identity value... crying at the ancestral temple.

It can be said that the Equal Nation is indeed a rather terrifying organization. Every current member, regardless of their cultivation level, possesses extremely high quality and has made the "best" choice under the existing conditions.

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Even the existence of young powerhouses like Cui Zhu and Zhang Yong demonstrates that this organization has an extremely complete talent cultivation system—something that would be impossible for a non-major force to achieve.

But that's all there is to it.

Regardless of how prepared "Equality Nation" is or how strong its capabilities, any future plans it had can now only be halted. With the Qin army having captured a member of the Divine Presence organization, the only thing they can do is to sever ties as much as possible before Qin extracts all their intelligence.

Even at its strongest, it could never directly confront the State of Qi.

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Although Jiang Wang Chongxuan and the others didn't know how far the imperial court's investigation into the "Equal Nation" had progressed, judging from the results of this series of events... After things settled down, Qi State not only did not experience any turmoil, but its power increased even more, almost catching up to the former Danyang State.

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As if responding to that very saying, the ant attempts to shake the tree, but the tree is unconcerned.

However, looking at the whole world, an organization like "Equal Nation" is just like an ant. What power do we have right now

Jiang Wang smiled inwardly. As long as she kept moving forward, time would eventually reveal the answers.

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Setting aside all distractions, he took a step forward, ready to intervene: "You're not using this heavy profound secret art correctly. These past few days, I've been practicing with Chong Xuan, and he doesn't use it like that!"

Chong Xuan Sheng jumped far with a single step, retracting his iron ball with an alert expression: "Don't worry about it, my practice is different from his!"

Jiang Wang's hand hung in mid-air, somewhat exasperated: "Why don't you listen to my advice"

"You love to tell people what to do, but I'm not falling for it." Chongxuan didn't even look back as he walked out. "Come on, Fourteen, let's find a new place to practice!"

The fourteen steps followed close behind with a light, quick pace.

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The courtyard was suddenly empty.

Jiang Wang could only let out a cold snort of unwillingness and returned to his own room alone.

There are many great teachers in the world, and Jiang Wang is not the only one.

There are those who teach blacksmiths how to forge iron, and those who teach boatmen how to row, and those who teach storytellers how to tell stories...and so on.

Of course, Jiang Wang's focus is not on "being a teacher," but on the process of "being a teacher."

Some people, however, are different.

Our esteemed Master Chongxuan, after much deliberation, finally knocked on his promising son's courtyard door.

At that time, Chong Xuan was writing in his study. He stood before a large desk made of rosewood, writing with bold strokes.

A person stands, with a straight waist and head slightly lowered. With a single stroke of a large brush, they create the character "I".

What was written earlier, I have no idea, it's all covered up. But the last few pages are all "me".

This character is written in a solitary and arrogant manner, with strokes that are sharp and fierce. There's an air of finality to it, as if nothing can be changed.

Of course, Chongxuan, the "social butterfly" of the Linzi nobility, wouldn't miss this implication. He understood perfectly that this single character was a response.

But he hesitated and hesitated before coming over, of course, he wouldn't be so quick to retreat in defeat.

This is your own home.

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He is Master He Xuan, the head of a small family!

His eyes glanced past the desk, feigning interest in the arrangement of the study, and pretending not to see those large characters. He opened the conversation with a casual air: "These days, you haven't been very sincere when checking on your grandfather. And since you returned from the Battle Array, you haven't even spoken."

"I'm not back too late, afraid of disturbing Grandfather, am I I'll go in the morning," Chongxuan said with a smile as he heard the soft voice.

"This isn't a reason..."

Zhou Xuanming's face was pale and he didn't seem confident at all. He spoke in a weak and timid voice.

Even if someone had such a distinguished son from Linzi, it would be difficult to have enough confidence. Especially when things were not going well for oneself. Good heavens, if these people were enemies, he couldn't withstand a single finger from his son.

He said listlessly, "Your mother died early, and I've never really disciplined you." (Actually, he was just too busy playing.)

“Do whatever you want, and be with whoever you like. A woman from the Ruan family doesn't have to force you to like her.”

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Here, his tone became firmer: "There's just one thing, your grandfather is getting old, you're not allowed to talk back to him!"

But then he softened again: "You can put on a show in front of people, but be a different person behind their backs, right"

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Having said all that, he glanced at Chong Xuan who remained silent, and muttered, "I know your wings are getting hard, and you probably don't listen to your old man much anymore. But as your father, there are still things I need to say."

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When others claim to be called "Laozi," they tend to be aggressive. He, however, when the word came out, immediately subdued it, as if he were simply straightening his back.

Zhong Xuan sighed deeply, put down the brush in his hand, and looked at him seriously: "Father, you're a good man."

Zhong Xueming, his voice a low hum from his nostrils, said: "Just tell me, what's wrong"

He slightly raised his chin, looking quite arrogant.

Scold away, cause trouble away. That "raise it up to bring it down" routine I've seen it all before!

The aristocratic circles of Linzi, few look down on me! I know my worth! Why would I need them to approve of me Screw them!

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Say me, say me, just say whatever you want! My grandpa trained me from a young age, and I haven't lost a single piece of flesh! I'm not afraid of you, little brat

He thought to himself.

But Chongxuan smiled and said, "There's nothing after that. Just this one sentence...you're good at everything."

Zhen Xuan Mingguang fell silent for a moment, then curled his lip: "Just talking nonsense!"

With a flick of her sleeve, she walked out disdainfully.

As he reached the doorway, he paused, lifting his head higher. He stepped out.

And so he left, arrogantly. couldn't see any difference between the so-called "true form of the sea lord" and the sea beasts. However, he understood what it meant.Just like some humans practice eagle claw techniques or dog-styl...