Making use of the sunlight that passes in the space between the trees, Long Hao Chen clearly sees a black-clad guy’s appearance and almost cries out in alarm, because his face was unexpectedly covered with black hair, his yellow eyes looking especially ferocious, and his nose unceasingly twitching, as if he is trying to smell the odors.
It is also at this moment that an ice-cold voice resounds through the woods, “Don’t go further, since we chased her, it is useless to go back on our steps.”
Then, a sparkling light appears silently in the sky, taking a graceful form, and twinkling a few times rapidly like lightning in the middle of the woods. The seven or eight pursuers, black-clad men, are all stiff, falling to the ground in the next instant.
Long Hao Chen only sees the bushes before his eyes, as a white clothed person with a covered face suddenly appears in their field of vision, after having closely followed them. Before that white-clad man’s movements are seen, from his chest’s position, multiple specks of light spurt. In this instant, it seems that the whole forest is shaken by these rays of light. Long Hao Chen is dazzled and his eyes doesn’t manage to stay opened.
When he manages to see the scenery before his eyes, he finds, astonished, that the black-clad men have all disappeared, and only the white-clad man is left, staying calmly on the ground.
Everything happened too quickly, there are now only bushes in front of Long Hao Chen’s eyes, everything else transformed into dust. It looked as though the ferocious looking people didn’t appear at all.
The white-clad man slowly turned around, looking at the direction of Long Hao Chen and the mute girl, saying lightly: “Come out.”
Long Hao Chen is tense. Obviously, he has been discovered. Meanwhile, he sees the pair of eyes of this white-clad man. Those emotionless eyes and black pupils that seem grey, black long hair growing from the back of his head and reaching his shoulder, and a simple white attire without decoration.
This formidable white-clad man made Long Hao Chen’s heart tremble. After all, he is still nine years old, but as he lowers his head and sees the pale messy face of the little mute girl below him, a stream of blood pours from his body, becoming a surge of courage.
Calmly shaking his head towards the little girl, he hints her not to make any noise, then supports himself with both hands’ strength and jumps out from the bushes. At the same time, he takes out his wooden sword from his back.
The white-clad man stays without moving, but even like that, Long Hao Chen can instinctively feel that the man in front of him is stronger than any wild beast he ever met, as well as far more dangerous.
Long Hao Chen calmly takes hold of his wooden sword, firmly looking upon this white-clad person. He now only hopes that he hasn’t discovered the mute little girl.
“We should go back.” The white-clad man’s voice stayed expressionless, these simple words let Long Hao Chen sweat, his body soaking just like snow.
Also at this moment, with a whiz sound, a lovely silhouette appeared in front of Long Hao Chen’s body. He shockingly discovers, that of which moved unexpectedly to a speed at which his eyes couldn’t even follow was precisely the little mute girl that was just protected by him an instant ago.
Her speed is quite fast! Long Hao Chen stared blankly at her.
The little mute girl stretched her arms, using her thin and weak little body in order to block Long Hao Chen, her firm gaze stubbornly gazing at the white-clad man before her, forcefully shaking her head.
It looked as though the expression in the shady eyes of the white-clad long-haired expressionless man changed and, in the next moment, his body moved, twinkling like a graceful white light. But unexpectedly and at an incomparably fast speed, the little mute girl in front of Long Hao Chen’s body moved too.
Long Hao Chen has much better observation skills than most people of his age, but he could only see something that seems to be a little knife in the small hands of the mute girl as her body made several irregular movements, just like those of a fierce and tough little tiger. That speed is perhaps something only someone with a spiritual energy level higher than 20 can have.
Unfortunately, the disparity of power between both of them is insurmountable and before one can take a single breath, everything was finished.
The dagger in the little mute girl couldn’t be seen anymore and she is caught entirely under the armpit of the white-clad person. The white-clad person has taken hold of her, though Long Hao Chen fundamentally didn’t see what happened.
“Free her!” Long Hao Chen shouted. Using a very standard step for knights, the wooden sword in his hand faces the white-clad man. At this moment, he totally forgot the fearfulness of the person before him, only thinking about how to save the little mute girl.
Going all out, Long Hao Chen still grabs his wooden sword, preparing to attack, but his consciousness suddenly sinks into darkness, as the white-clad man lifts an arm.
Under his armpit, the small mute girl struggles violently. The white-clad man is surprised by this sudden action because he feels that the whole body of the little girl under his armpit started to send out a scorching hot heat, a layer of dark red colored radiance also coming out from her skin.
“Calm down, I will not injure him.” The white-clad man’s voice finally sounds like it belongs to a human, though he seems helpless.
The little mute girl stops struggling, raising her head to look at the white-clad man.
The white-clad man nods, looking at her, then takes a step forward before arriving directly before Long Hao Chen, picking up his body using a single hand, not letting go of his face.
After a short while, the white-clad man slowly wrinkles his eyebrows, “His innate qualities belong to the upper class, but his bones’ growth is insufficient, his temperament and innate qualities make him suitable to becoming an outstanding knight.” As he says this, he had already loosened the little mute girl.
She quickly makes several hand gestures.
The white-clad man says: “His future achievements? It is hard to say. Looking only at his natural (physical) qualities, he can become an outstanding knight. He’s only eight or nine years old, but he possesses, already, some qualities of a knight: pity, courage, perseverance, and sacrifice. His possibilities are limitless, he will become an outstanding knight who will protect the people around him and this mindset of his will be even more important than his natural qualities.”
The little girl points at her own body, then points at Long Hao Chen’s, making several hand gestures.
The white-clad man nods and say: “Alright, the courage he just showed makes him indeed worthy of a reward.”
A group of white light surges out from the white-clad man’s chest, forming a shape close to a small white stove, a stove from which thin blue flames glitter.
A moment later, the blue and white light disappears, merging with the white-clad’s man’s body, as he looks clearly exhausted.
“Alright, I just used the spiritual stove to help him sort out twelve standards, it will allow him to promote his potential at least by a scale. Your trial is now finished for this time, let’s go back.”
As he says this, the white-clad man stands up slowly, waving to the little mute girl.
However, the little mute girl runs towards Long Hao Chen, from one of her hands’ finger, taking off a blue colored ring, golden colored at its bottom base and putting it on Long Hao Chen’s left hand’s middle finger. Strangely, when this ring arrives on Long Hao Chen’s finger, it enlarges a bit by itself and, in the end, fully fits around his finger.
“Cai Er [Cǎi er], you……..” The white-clad man cries out in a small voice. The next thing he sees is the inflexible stubborn gaze of the little mute girl. She also reorganizes the wild herbs beside him before coming back to the white-clad man’s side.
The white-clad man who has stayed completely silent for half a day, his eyebrows wrinkles, he nods slowly, then pulls the mute little girl’s hand and disappears with her into the depths of the forest.