Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Chapter 542 - 72: Lin Chen: Such a Trivial Matter Hardly Requires Senior Brother Bao’s Intervention_3

"Senior Brother, have you been to the Northern Border?"

"The Northern Border... I stayed there for three years. Back then, the Old Marquis was still around..."

The young man’s face showed a hint of remembrance as he recounted the amusing stories of the Northern Border to a group of admiring youths.

On a section of the deck, Lin Chen leaned against the railing, listening to the young man’s tales with a slight smile. This youth was merely in the Refining Viscera Realm and judging by his age, close to thirty. It was almost impossible for him to have met the Old Marquis at that age.

Perhaps, during a muster when the Old Marquis called the troops, he might have glimpsed him from afar.

Most of the tales of the military camps at the Northern Border and slaying demon beasts were probably stories he heard from others. However, these youths had never been to the Northern Border and didn’t know the real situation.

Towards the end of the conversation, the young man even analyzed the situation of the Nine Kingdoms with great detail, as if he had experienced it firsthand, leaving the youths entranced.

Half a two-hour later, the ship sailed out of the boundaries of Jiejiang City, and the young man sighed in relief.

Here, the Zhao Family likely wouldn’t catch up.

But just as the young man sighed with relief, a ship quickly pursued them.

"Stop the ship!"

A shout came from the pursuing ship, and standing on the bow were two young men, with Zhao Xin among them.

The Zhao Family has caught up!

Bao Chenfeng’s expression changed slightly when he saw the ship behind. He didn’t expect the Zhao Family to really come after them.

"Senior Brother Bao, Zhao Xin brought people with him."

"What’s there to fear? When encountering Senior Brother Bao, the Zhao Family is bound to suffer."

The youths from Qingsong Martial Arts Hall weren’t nervous at all; they believed Bao Chenfeng’s words.

Senior Brother Bao had been received by the Old Marquis and had befriended many Grade-Entering Martial Artists. Why would he fear the Zhao Family?

The Zhao Family only has a Patriarch who is an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist, and his Qi Blood is already declining. Zhao Xin’s two brothers are merely at the Refining Viscera state and can’t compare to Senior Brother Bao.

Bao Chenfeng forced a calm smile. All those were just his bragging; the Old Marquis had never met him.

He indeed had been to the Northern Border and the military camp. This trip was due to his sister’s wedding, allowing him to return for the feast.

What he had just mentioned was what he heard others say in the military camp.

As one in the early period of Refining Viscera, he only handled logistics in the army and never fought the Demon Race at the frontlines.

"Bro, it’s him!"

The Zhao Family’s ship was fast. Zhao Xin pointed to the deck where Bao Chenfeng stood. His two brothers nodded, their gaze fixed on Bao Chenfeng, with the seriousness in their eyes disappearing.

To dare make a move on their brother, they thought he must have been a formidable figure. Judging by his aura, he had barely started Refining Viscera.

"Should I jump overboard and escape?"

The thought crossed Bao Chenfeng’s mind but he immediately dismissed it.

Even if he jumped overboard, if the Zhao Family didn’t let him go, he couldn’t escape.

"At worst, I’d suffer a bit. I’m a member of the military; I don’t believe the Zhao Family would really dare go too far against me."

Bao Chenfeng gritted his teeth. He was just back for his sister’s wedding and hadn’t resigned from the military. With this identity, the Zhao Family might at most create trouble for Zhao Xin but wouldn’t dare do anything severe to him.

Getting beaten up didn’t bother him, but what embarrassed him was that those youths looked at him with admiration, and getting beaten would make him completely lose face.

Just as Bao Chenfeng was pondering how to respond, a voice rang out.

"Senior Brother Bao, it’s shocking the Zhao Family dared to come looking. They don’t know their limits. You only gave Zhao Xin a light punishment, and yet they don’t appreciate it. Let me, as your junior, teach them a lesson."

Bao Chenfeng immediately looked at the speaker and was somewhat stunned by the cheerful expression on the person’s face.

You’d teach the Zhao Family a lesson for me?

You call me Senior Brother, so naturally, you’re not as strong as I am.

How would you teach the Zhao Family a lesson?

Having someone stand up for him was good, but Bao Chenfeng reconsidered and thought it unnecessary to involve an unrelated person. This youth likely believed his exaggerated tales.

"No..."

Just as Bao Chenfeng was about to refuse, he saw the youth already walking towards the Zhao Family’s ship, loudly declaring, "Senior Brother Bao only gave a light punishment, and yet you don’t appreciate it, persisting in error; you deserve punishment!"

On the Zhao Family’s ship, Zhao Xin’s two brothers were also stunned by the words. With only a distance of three zhang, they heard the conversation from the opposite ship. Where did this bold youngster come from?

The Senior Brother Bao you mentioned has just entered the early period of Refining Viscera, and you, this bold youngster...

However, a moment later, Zhao Xin’s two brothers’ pupils shrank because they felt a terrifying force approaching.

On the deck, the youth lightly struck a palm, creating massive waves. The river surface surged instantly, and the whole ship began to shake.

Under this gale, the two were directly blown off the ship.

Not only them, but their brother Zhao Xin as well; the three were simultaneously blown into the river.

Splash!

The next moment, the Zhao Family’s ship broke in half, planks scattering across the river.

"This is just a lesson. You three brothers can only swim back to Jiejiang City. If you dare land or board a ship midway, I’ll personally visit your Zhao Family."

Lin Chen’s voice echoed in the ears of Zhao Xin’s three brothers, colder than the river water.

Fear was evident in the eyes of Zhao Xin’s brothers. An ability to hit them into the water with a single strike and break a ship surely belonged to a Grade-Entering Martial Artist.

Being referred to as Senior Brother by such a powerhouse implies immense strength.

They misjudged!

Such an adept was not someone the Zhao Family could contend with. At that moment, the two brothers wished to turn back and reprimand their younger brother.

This is the bully you were talking about?

At the very least, such a figure must be a Standard Bearer in the army.

Onboard!

The youths from Qingsong Martial Arts Hall stared wide-eyed at the scene, and another passenger on board was equally shocked.

Bao Chenfeng was utterly incredulous, watching Zhao Xin’s three brothers swimming calmly in the river. This person was truly a high-level adept, with hidden talents.

"Bao Chenfeng, I did not fail,"

Lin Chen turned back with a grin towards Bao Chenfeng. Bao Chenfeng blushed; although the youths didn’t know his tales were exaggerated, this Grade-Entering Powerhouse could undoubtedly discern the truth.

"Th-thank you."

"It was just a small effort."

Lin Chen waved his hand, sensing Bao Chenfeng’s embarrassment, and changed the topic, "Senior Brother Bao, are you returning to the Northern Border?"

"Yes, I’ll be heading back in a few days."

"I have a small favor to ask. I hope Senior Brother Bao could agree."

"P-please speak." Bao Chenfeng reluctantly accepted the junior’s self-assigned title.

"When Senior Brother Bao returns to the Northern Border camp, if you happen to meet the Young Marquis, perhaps convey a message for me: hiding his identity from his senior isn’t treating me as one of us. In the future, when I arrive at the Northern Border, he’ll owe me an explanation."

Listening to Lin Chen’s words, Bao Chenfeng’s scalp went numb.

The Young Marquis!

In the entire Northern Border, the only one known as the "Young Marquis" is the son of the Marquis.

The one before him calling the "Young Marquis" his junior implies immense background.

Thinking back to boasting in front of him about meeting the Old Marquis and such, Bao Chenfeng’s face turned crimson.

For a split second, Bao Chenfeng wondered if this person might also be boasting.

But then why would he bother boasting about such things to him?

Lin Chen wasn’t aware that at this moment, Bao Chenfeng doubted whether he too was boasting. The reason he asked Bao Chenfeng to convey the message was because he found Bao Chenfeng interesting. It was a message meant for Junior Brother Xiao in the military to look after him somewhat.

As long as Bao Chenfeng met Junior Brother Xiao and delivered this message, Junior Brother Xiao would naturally understand his intentions.