From Prisoner to Si Chen

Hearing the sound, the two young men who were exchanging stick skills on the lawn stopped.

They all turned to look at the parasol, and the original smiles on their faces gradually faded.

The two took out their handkerchiefs to wipe their sweat and looked at each other.

"Is he his father's illegitimate son?" Qiao An, the third son, asked.

"Heh, he's just a country bumpkin from a remote town."

Prince, the eldest son, smiled, threw down his wooden cane, and patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "Let's go and say hello, don't make father angry."

The two walked side by side and soon reached the umbrella.

They first called their father, and then turned their heads to look at the "eldest brother" they had never met before.

The eldest brother is a little shorter than the two brothers, but his facial features have inherited his father's good genes, and he is very handsome. Especially those eyes, which are different from their light brown, and are the same dark blue as their father.

The other party was wearing a set of decent clothes, but at first glance, they looked like they were purchased from a counter in a shopping mall.

Both of them had some unconscious contempt from the bottom of their hearts.

"Hello, Brother Jilan." The short-haired young man chuckled. "I'm Joan Farhan."

The long-haired young man next to him stretched out his hand and said, "Prince Farhan."

Ji Lan glanced at the two of them and reached out to hold them.

He looked at the hypocritical smiles on the faces of the two people, and his heart was calm. He just said lightly:

"Hello."

"Come on, everyone, sit down."

Father Ramon pulled out a chair and sat down, then pointed to several other chairs.

"Yes, father." The two Prince brothers sat down obediently.

Gillan turned to look at Miss Sparrow and noticed that Mrs. Xenia was chatting with her and her two daughters.

But the faces of the noble lady and the two noble ladies showed expressions of surprise, and they covered their mouths not knowing what to say.

Ji Lan withdrew his gaze and sat at the small carved round table.

At this time, Old Charles very competently picked up the exquisite coffee pot and poured a cup of hot coffee for the four men present.

"Jilan is new here. I have time to take him out for a walk."

Ramon picked up the coffee, took a sip, and ordered his two sons.

"Don't you like to go to the 'Silver Lizard Club' on weekdays? Get him a membership card then."

"Little things, Father."

Prince laughed.

"But the 'Silver Lizard Club' is one of the best fighting clubs in North Muse. The level of its members and coaches is relatively high. Will it be uncomfortable for my eldest brother to join?"

"Yes." The third son Qiao An also agreed. "We only go to the club for the 'monthly salon' to participate in exchanges on stick skills and fighting. Brother Jilan will be very bored sitting there."

Hearing this, Ramon's eyes became dark and he said:

"I know that you two have excellent academic performance in the academy, especially in stick skills and fighting, and have certain talents. But don't be dazzled by the praise and flattery among your classmates and friends... A true master should always be Keep an apprentice’s heart.”

"Put away that arrogant attitude! This is not the character that the Farhan family should have!"

He put down the coffee cup with a loud thud.

Seeing that their father was unhappy, Prince and Qiao An quickly said yes.

At this time, Ramon turned to look at Gilan again and said with a smile:

"I heard from Ciel that you have good skills."

He patted the bastard on the shoulder.

"I'm proud of you for your ability to work alone in a small place like Brak City."

"After some time, you can go to the military department to apply for assessment... Although the instructor-level fighter certificate is not that rare in the capital, it also represents a certain status and can be more respected in the social world."

Prince and Qiao An looked at each other in surprise.

This big brother from the countryside is also a trainer-level fighter like them?

The two of them couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief in their hearts.

and imbalance.

They have received relevant training since childhood. Even the staff master and fighting teacher are senior heraldry-level fighters specially invited by their father at a huge cost and favor.

In addition, the two of them were extremely talented and worked very hard, and they were able to obtain the instructor-level fighter qualification certificate at the age of less than 20 years old.

Such achievements are rare in the "Ludo Palace Academy". How could he, a low-class boy born in a remote town, reach the same height as the two of them? !

"Well, I'll think about it."

Gillan nodded.

In fact, he had not considered Lord Ramon's suggestion at all.

Instead of wasting time to assess a so-called "face" certificate, he would rather watch more movies and quietly accumulate his own strength.

"Since eldest brother has good skills, why don't we compete?"

Prince suddenly suggested.

"The dinner party hasn't started yet. It's boring to just sit there."

Ji Lan remained silent, thinking secretly:

‘This guy is hostile to me… Also, as the eldest son, he must not like me as an illegitimate son. ’

At this time, the younger brother Qiao An beside the other party also laughed and echoed:

"Brother, don't get me wrong, we two brothers have often competed. Over time, this has become a routine sport at family gatherings."

Father Ramon did not speak to stop him.

But before Gilan could refuse, Mrs. Xenia came walking over with three young ladies. She frowned and admonished:

"Prince, where are your etiquette? Gilan is your eldest brother and he has just arrived at the manor. Don't stir up trouble!"

Gillan turned to look.

He noticed that there was a strange expression on the faces of the second daughter Nancy and the fourth daughter Milinda.

Looking at Miss Sparrow again, she was lowering her head and seemed to be depressed.

Gillan immediately guessed something and stood up.

"Aurora?" He pulled Miss Sparrow to his side and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"No, it's nothing." Miss Sparrow whispered. "Maybe my appearance scared the two ladies."

Gillan's face suddenly darkened.

He raised his head and looked at his two sisters coldly.

"Did you laugh at her?"

"Brother, how is this possible..." My younger sister Milinda covered her mouth with surprise in her eyes. "Sister Nancy and I will never do such rude behavior."

Nancy had a cold face but didn't say anything. Maybe that was her personality.

At this time, Miss Sparrow quickly pulled Guilan's sleeve and explained:

"Mr. Gillan, you misunderstood..."

After hearing her stammering a few words, Gilan realized that they were inquiring about their previous situation in Brak City.

It was not until Miss Sparrow mentioned that her home was bombed, and although she survived the fire, the appearance was burned down, she was shocked.

Gillan's expression eased.

He raised his head and said to the two noble ladies:

"Sorry, I misunderstood you."

"It's okay." Milinda chuckled, her bright eyes full of interest. "On the contrary, I just heard Brother Prince saying that he wanted to compete with you, Brother Gillan. Is it true?"

Ji Lan glanced at Miss Sparrow and saw her depressed look, and felt a little regretful for bringing her to the manor with her.

He glanced at the nobles present and said calmly:

"Um."

Prince and Qiao An's eyes lit up.

But Mrs. Xenia frowned and persuaded her husband Ramon:

"The dinner is about to start. What if the children get injured?"

"Char, go and invite Mr. Danilo and Ms. Hizi."

Ramon turned his head and ordered.

"Yes, sir."

Old Charles turned around and left quickly.

Not long after, he came with two men and a woman in suits and ties.

The two men walked like a dragon and a tiger, with a hint of coldness between their brows.

"Mr. Ramon, don't worry, we'll be watching and nothing will happen."

The short-haired man smiled lightly.

This man was 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and two hands that were much larger than those of an average adult man.

The lady with a single ponytail next to him had an expressionless face and indifferent eyes.

At this time, Old Charles introduced Gillan in a low voice.

It turns out that this man and woman were both newly promoted fighting masters in the past few years. They were hired by the Farhan family with a lot of money to serve as Mr. Ramon's personal bodyguards.

"Sorry to bother you two."

Ramon said, then turned to Prince and said calmly:

"Go ahead. Just let's discuss, don't take it too seriously."

"Don't worry, father." Prince stood up impatiently, showing a bright smile. "I know what's appropriate."

"Brother probably hasn't learned the magic of sticks, right?"

Qiao An sat aside, looked at Ji Lan and laughed.

"I think this is unfair to you, so why not just fight with your bare hands."

"Agree!" Milinda also agreed. "It's more fun to fight with bare hands!"

She turned to look at her sister Nancy, who raised her eyebrows.

In addition to learning basic knowledge in the aristocratic academy, the two ladies mainly focus on archery and equestrian skills. But when they are at home, they occasionally practice fighting skills with their two brothers.

Therefore, they are more interested in unarmed fighting than the wand technique that they are almost tired of seeing.

"I'm OK."

Prince stretched his fingers, made fists, spread his hands, and stood on tiptoe.

"Brother, what about you?"

"bring it on."

Gillan didn't say anything nonsense, took off his coat and hat, handed them to Miss Sparrow, and walked to the open lawn in front of him.

His expression was indifferent and his heart was like a mirror.

This group of "family members" may seem friendly, but in fact, deep down, there is a kind of arrogance rooted in the bones of the nobility, and they inadvertently reveal their contempt for him and Miss Sparrow.

Jilan now just wants to teach this brother who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth a lesson.