Chapter 9 – Courtyard 1009
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Blue Phoenix Chapter 9 – Courtyard 1009

Hui Yue continued to narrow his eyes as he observed the young man who was running towards them, yelling Rong Ming’s name. His tense muscles quickly relaxed as he noticed the biggest smile he had ever seen plastered upon the youth’s face. It was obvious that there was no hostility between this youth and Rong Ming.

“Hey Gao Yan,” Rong Ming said happily as the shouting youngster reached them, and Hui Yue used the opportunity to hide slightly behind Rong Xing, observing the boy. According to the information given earlier, Gao Yan was as talented as Rong Ming and Rong Xing. He was born to an incredibly poor family, and the only reason his talent had been discovered was due to one of the martial arts schools that Lord Rong Liang sponsored in Riluo City.

At first, Gao Yan only saw Rong Ming, as the two of them were good friends, but he quickly noticed the white-haired boy hiding behind Rong Xing. Gao Yan opened his mouth and was about to say something when he was interrupted by a dramatic voice.

“He is a boy, you commoner,” it said. Although the voice was slightly arrogant, the way it said commoner was more caring than unfavorable.

Hui Yue looked at the newcomer and noticed that here was indeed a beautiful young man. He was the same age as the others, but he seemed slightly more mature. He was the tallest of the group, and his body was lean with strong muscles playing underneath his fair skin.

His long hair was as black as charcoal, and his eyes were like two beautiful obsidian gemstones. Within those eyes were small stars of happiness dancing around, mischievously observing the world around him with a certain arrogance. His body was clothed in simple black clothes, but although the robe was simple, it was obviously of the best quality. This man was definitely a young master.

The young master slowly strode towards the group and handed a flower to Rong Xing, before he fell onto one knee, “Oh, lady of my heart, the long summer has left me thirsting for the sight of you, as a poor man thirsts for water within the scorching

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