The Legend of the Eternal King
Combat Servant

"Li Hua let's go home." Mao Yu patted Li Hua on the back

Li Hua jumped in shock half to death. His young master who disappeared a few hours ago suddenly appeared again beside him.

"Young master, where have you been?" Li Hua wondered where his young master had gone.

"Hm... Stomach heartburn. I need to go to the toilet for a second." Mao Yu replied in a flat tone.

For the devil's sake, go to the toilet. Here rutan rimba, if you are organizing a hajat stay go shelter behind the bush alone is enough. Thought Li Hua.

Black shadows jumped from tree to tree. Friendship blends with the dark of the forest.

They finally rushed out of the eastern forest. On the way Li Hua conveyed some important information about the camp.

Li Hua informed the number of guard soldiers and the clock of the changing of guard. He also displays his observations about the gathering points of the guards.

The information provided is important. However Mao Yu had already entered the mine and he had also come out with a great victory.

It could be said that the information from Li Hua was meaningless. But Mao Yu still appreciates Li Hua's efforts in a way to be a good listener.

Arriving at Shen Pavilion. Time has shown the morning.

"Gather all the servants in the backyard !" Mao Yu gave instructions to Li Hua.

Shortly before the incense burned to the fullest.

In the backyard below the shady pihon lined up neatly the 4 servants of Shen Pavilion formed a row.

Mao Yu came at them with big strides followed by Shen Mubai and Li Hua at the back.

The two of them wondered at each other inwardly what his young master would want to do this time with the servants.

These four servants were one family. It consists of a couple and two children. They were the Zhao family.

Uncle Zhao is tall and skinny and serves as a nurse building and garden cleanliness.

Aunt Zhao served in the kitchen and the cleanliness of several rooms.

Their daughter, who used to scream hysterically when Li Hua came home with her quarry named Zhao Yan was the same age as Lin Feng, 15 years old.

He was in charge of maintaining the cleanliness and neatness of the entire room. The youngest was 13-year-old Zhao Ren, who took care of horses.

Mao Yu and the group approached and stopped in front of the four of them.

"You're rising up to become a combat servant !" Mao Yu suddenly made a decision.

Shen Mubai and Li Hua looked at each other in a head shake. His young master was trying to do anything more this time.

Fourth Zhao also responded with a look at each other. Don't understand what that means. But the youngest Zhao Ren who was still innocent asked Mao Yu.

"Young master, by rising office are our salaries also going up?" Zhao Ren said in a slow tone. Afraid of saying the wrong words.

"Hmmm... Of course." Mao Yu nodded. He replied with an expression like he was thinking hard.

The morale of Aunt Zhao and Zhao Yan instantly surged. Fantasy wanders to their subscription cosmetic store.

There are lotions and talcum powder in the highest storefronts that they can only dream of having.

From the glance of the eye light, they had found the resolution of his salary increase to buy what. Both are in a burning enthusiasm.

Mao Yu took out 4 weapons from her storage ring. Then throw it to Zhao's group.

Aunt Zhao was fat and very fat and got a death scythe.

In the imagination of the owner of the death scythe weapon was a black-robed death god figure with a slender stature and agile moves.

Uncle Zhao received a ponytail. He then flicked left and right full of question marks what was this thing? What use? How apply?

Zhao Yan received the spear. A girl who is feminine with a little shy. All my life he was just holding a broom. Never once held a gun.

This time he held a spear in his hand. What can he do with a spear?

Zhao Ren received a large and thick sword. The size of his sword was the same as his size.

The weight of the sword is very heavy how this little brother will use it, lifting it just can not afford.

Zhao Ren tried to pull and raise the sword. He growled until his face turned red, but the sword did not move in the slightest.

Shen Mubai and Li Hua dropped their jaws. What the fuck? In the morning they had a silly show.

Zhou Family " ... ? ..."

Shen Mubai " ... "

Li Hua " ... "

When all the participants were bengong Mao Yu broke the atmosphere by opening a conversation.

"Uncle Mubai crew caravan will arrive when?" Mao Yu asked.

"Their 3-day slowest estimate will arrive. They're on their way home from the central capital." Shen Mubai replied.

"When it comes best the uncle does not send them again for trading missions. Make them soldiers of the pavilion." Mao Yu gave a suggestion.

Shen Mubai was told how the financial pavilion was when there was no trading activity.

But this thought was soon thrown away. He believed Mao Yu would provide a solution.

Mao Yu turned to the four Zhao. He began to preach.

"From now onward Pavilion Shen will face a great challenge. All of you should be able to defend yourself and defend the existence of our pavilion.:

"I heard last night Uncle Mubai beat up some people who tried to infiltrate and burrow. I'm sure in some ways ahead there will be another criminal march to our homes." Mao Yu preached.

Shen Mubai confirmed with a nod. It's true that last night there were a lot of intruders that he threw out and beat up.

Normally so far the pavilion is very safe. Somehow he also felt astonished suddenly last night that so many bad people were trying to infiltrate the pavilion.

In Li Hua's heart said clearly of course there would be a lot of criminals coming. Ever since his young master's attraction of posing richly in Night Lily many eyes locked onto his target.

This will certainly attract interest in crime. As far as they headed the way home towards the pavilion.

A large carnival of stalkers lurked them until they reached Shen Pavilion.

"The vision of Shen Pavilion going forward is that we become the strongest sect in the entire world. Because you are a family that has been loyal to Shen Pavilion. "

"Then Pavilion Shen won't waste you guys. If Pavilion Shen soared to heaven, then the Zhao Family should enjoy the same glory." Mao Yu continued.

"From today the four of you officially become combat servants. Uncle Mubai will train all of you." Mao Yu finished the speech and left the crowd.

In the middle of the courtyard the six of them were still in a daze. Everyone did not understand what the young master meant and did not know what to do.

Whereas Shen Mubai instantly felt his body suddenly becoming old. Squeeze the entire joint and ankle.

He did not know where to start teaching these four Zhao in front of him.