The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Chen Fan sat cross-legged in the Li family mansion for three days, but Li Yanran still had no news. He slowly opened his eyes while practicing. He knew that he would not be able to find the other party.

"It seems that I underestimated you after all, but I don't know if you can have such good luck next time you meet!"

Muttering to himself, Chen Fan was ready to leave.

Looking at it now, Li Yanran's disappearance has little effect on him. If we can see each other again in the future, it will not be too late to kill them together.

Leaving with Tweet Tweet, went to a large nearby city. After a day or so, Chen Fan finally returned to Xuanjing again.

This time he didn't stay much longer. The time agreed with Li Chengfeng was almost the end, and it was time for the Royal Academy to report easily.

Chen Fan didn't know what the other party needed to do by himself, but he wanted to wait until he officially joined the Royal Academy, Li Chengfeng would definitely tell him.

Like the Royal Palace, the Royal Academy is located in the East City, and is even separated from the Royal Palace Compound by a wall.

After asking for directions, Chen Fan finally found the admissions office of the Royal Academy, which was a building similar to a yamen.

Unlike Tianwu College who went to enroll students in various cities in person, Li Chengfeng seemed to advocate the rule of doing nothing, or simply being too lazy.

Even the admissions office only had a few deacons, and there were not many people in line to sign up. There were only four or five people in front of Chen Fan.

In fact, this is quite normal. Judging from the four words of the Royal Academy, the students they enroll are already limited within a framework.

Most of them are the children of the ministers of Korea and China, and some are from the royal family.

Therefore, there are very few real ordinary people who practice in the Royal Academy. Most of them originally gathered in Tianwu.

As Wu Luopao today, it is estimated that the Royal Academy will be busy with the next large-scale enrollment.

Thinking of all these miscellaneous things, the person queuing up to sign up came to Chen Fan, but at this moment, an unceremonious voice came from behind him.

"I said that kid, get out of the way, don't disturb me signing up to see an idol."

The owner of the voice unceremoniously wanted to push Chen Fan aside, but Chen Fan didn't move under his force.

"Oh, where did you guys mix up? Young master, I'm the No. 1 boss in Dongcheng, Wu Aiguo, the eldest master of General Zhenbei's house!"

This Wu Aiguo was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a garlic nose, a large forehead, and dark skin. He looked like refined coal.

However, his dress was very eye-catching, and the golden robe was shining brightly. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be stitched with gold thread.

The most important thing is that he still has a folding fan on his body, but it is not fanned in his hand, as if it is tickling, just inserted in the collar of the back of the neck.

It looks like a hooligan on the street, and there is almost no resemblance to the general?

Looking at a picture of Wu Aiguo who looked like a dude, Chen Fan frowned and said, "Can you jump in the queue at the General Mansion of Zhenbei?"

"Don't tell me those things that are useless. Let me tell you, has Chen Fan, who is in full swing lately, ever heard of it? That's my elder brother. If you know him quickly, get out. My eldest brother will come to see if he doesn't discount your legs! "

As soon as this remark came out, Wu Aiguo was still a little bit embarrassed.

Looking left and right, he was the first time he saw Wu Aiguo, how could he become the other's eldest brother?

"That... do you know who I am?" Chen Fan asked tentatively.

"Who do you love, stop and line up behind the young master." Wu Aiguo still looks at people through his nostrils.