285: 97 Fortress City Lord Ye Bei

At that moment, Shang Hua felt his petty thoughts dissipate. He bowed politely and said, "Thank you, City Lord."

Ling Dongliang and Sun Jinchuan, who were behind him, had the same feeling.

As expected of a City Lord, even if it was a Wall ranked in the bottom hundred, its City Lord was not someone to be trifled with.

Chu Yun waved his hand, and immediately someone led them to their pre-arranged accommodations.

Shang Hua and the others' accommodations were all within the City Lord's Mansion, directly under Chu Yun's watchful eye.

They stayed in the same courtyard, each with their own room. Everything in the rooms had already been set up, and if anything else was needed, they could ask the City Lord's Mansion's butler.

"This courtyard is so small, and it has to house three of us. As expected of a Wall ranked in the bottom hundred, it's really shabby."

After the three put down their luggage, they all gathered in Shang Hua's room. Ling Dongliang already disliked the 155 Fortress, and now, seeing this environment, the disgust on his face was even more unconcealable.

"Exactly. When we were at home, when did we ever receive such treatment? The 155 Fortress truly lives up to its reputation of being unworthy," Sun Jinchuan also felt the same way.

"Alright, both of you, say less."

Shang Hua frowned. Although he thought the same thing, the three of them were currently staying in someone else's City Lord's Mansion, surrounded by people from the City Lord's Mansion.

Shang Hua wasn't too wary of others, but the City Lord of this 155 Fortress... was indeed not a simple person.

Before they came, they had learned Chu Yun's Martial Artist level from the information sent by their families. He was a genuine Level Twenty Martial Artist!

Even if their talent was strong, they were still too young. It wouldn't be good to truly offend the City Lord.

Moreover, they weren't here to enjoy themselves. The City Lord of the 97th Stronghold had said that they must... in short, it was best to keep a low profile.

"Yes, Brother Shang is right," Ling Dongliang chuckled.

Sun Jinchuan also nodded, "Yes."

...97th Stronghold, city gate.

"Welcome, welcome, you've finally arrived. Our City Lord has been waiting in the mansion for a long time. Please follow me."

When Gu Mingzhu, Wang Yi, and Xiao Yue arrived at the city gate of the 97th Stronghold, the one who came out to greet them was not the City Lord of the 97th Stronghold, nor was it anyone from the Shang, Sun, or Ling families. It was just a butler from the City Lord's Mansion, accompanied by a squad of city guards.

Gu Mingzhu frowned slightly but said nothing.

This was her first time studying in another Wall. She didn't know the customs and habits here, and having just changed to a new environment, she was bound to experience various discomforts.

However, it was good to have her friend Wang Yi there. The two of them could look out for each other.

As for Xiao Yue... she didn't care about him.

Of course, Xiao Yue also had no intention of getting close to them.

He knew Gu Mingzhu disliked him. He was so strong, why should he try to win over someone who was cold to him?

Hmph, just wait. During these three months of studying at the 97th Stronghold, he would definitely make a name for himself and shock everyone!

"Please lead the way," Wang Yi said to the butler, walking at the forefront.

"Alright, the three of you, please follow me." The old butler looked to be in his sixties or seventies, with white hair and a long white beard.

When he smiled just now, his face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were kind.

"This is it. Coming in from the city gate, the first mansion is the City Lord's Mansion," the old butler led them through the main gate of the City Lord's Mansion. "I'll take you to see the City Lord."

The City Lord was waiting for them in the main hall.

"Hey, Brother Wang Yi, what do you think will be different about their Wall's City Lord?" Gu Mingzhu was very curious.

She had always lived in the City Lord's Mansion of the 155 Fortress. Now that she had suddenly changed mansions and City Lords, it was false to say she wasn't a little curious.

"We'll know when we meet him later. Be more dignified. This isn't the 155 Fortress," Wang Yi whispered to Gu Mingzhu.

"Oh," Gu Mingzhu pouted and nodded.

Wang Yi was right. In the 155 Fortress, she could do whatever she wanted, as the City Lord Senior Brother would always back her up. But now she was in the 97th Stronghold, and her every word and action represented the image of the 155 Fortress.

She couldn't let them think that all the Martial Artists in the 155 Fortress were so boisterous.

"Lord City Lord, the three exchange students have all been brought," the old butler said.

The old butler brought the three of them to the main hall, and the City Lord of the 97th Stronghold walked towards them.

"Hmm, you may go now," the City Lord said.

"Yes."

The old butler left with the soldiers, leaving only Gu Mingzhu and the two others.

"The three of you have traveled a long way and worked hard. I have had someone prepare your accommodations. Today, you should rest well for the night, and tomorrow, someone will take you to the Martial Arts Academy."

The City Lord of the 97th Stronghold was somewhat different from what they had imagined.

No, he should be very different!

The reason was that this Level Twenty-something City Lord actually looked to be only about thirty years old!

Gu Mingzhu quickly covered her mouth, afraid of shouting out loud.

Could someone around thirty years old really reach the level of a Level Twenty-something Martial Artist?

This... could this be the profound heritage of the top one hundred Walls?

Wang Yi and Xiao Yue were equally shocked, especially Xiao Yue.

Because in front of this City Lord of the 97th Stronghold, his innate advantage of the Jade Dragon Acupoint was completely negated.

He was only about thirty years old and had already become a Level Twenty-something Martial Artist!

And he, despite calling himself a genius, only became a Level Seven Martial Artist at the age of eighteen... by snatching Xiao Shen's opportunity.

He was already eighteen!

But only Level Seven!

When he reached thirty... could he reach the level of a Level Twenty Martial Artist?

Xiao Yue couldn't help but bite his lower lip.

Was this the strength of the top one hundred Walls?

He probably wouldn't be able to catch up in his lifetime.

Xiao Yue, who was originally very arrogant and thought he would be invincible once he developed, had his ideals completely shattered at this moment.

Yes, they were the 97th Stronghold, possessing far more cultivation resources than the City Lord's Mansion of the 155 Fortress.

And he was just a Level Seven Martial Artist from the lower-ranked 155 Fortress.

Moreover, as a Level Seven Martial Artist, he couldn't even defeat Gu Mingzhu, a Level 5 Martial Artist.

"Don't be too restrained. Just treat this as your own home. If you find anything missing in your rooms later, just ask the butler directly, and he will get it for you."

The City Lord of the 97th Stronghold's surname was Ye, and his name was Ye Bei. He was a Level Twenty-three Martial Artist, and only thirty-four years old this year.

Perhaps because he was relatively young, or perhaps because he was facing exchange students, his demeanor didn't give off too much pressure. Gu Mingzhu, at least, felt quite relaxed.

But she wouldn't underestimate this City Lord Ye because of that.

The 97th Stronghold... held many secrets they hadn't discovered.

To investigate these secrets, Ximen Chuifeng and Xiao Shen also came here.