Chapter 169: The Wastrel Daily Life of the Demon Lord's Daughter, Chapter 169: Qianqian Wants to Be the Wulin Alliance Leader

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Ai Jiao stared unblinkingly at the man before her, clad in a dazzling suit of golden armor—Song Feng. He wore no helmet on his head, his long, glossy black hair tied high, making him look especially spirited.

Judging by his appearance alone, Song Feng had delicate features and a refined, cultured air; placed in a vast crowd, people would likely take him for nothing more than a bookish scholar who never let go of a scroll.

Yet this seemingly gentle and cultured man could actually fight Yan Wang, a formidable opponent, to a standstill, neither side gaining the upper hand!

At this moment, Ai Jiao gazed at Song Feng, admiration flashing in her eyes, shining like brilliant stars in the night sky.

He couldn't help but think to himself: if he doubled his efforts in cultivation, might he one day rise to the position of Deputy Commander and wear this golden armor symbolizing glory? Just as Ai Jiao was lost in reverie, Song Feng took the lead in breaking the silence.

His voice was clear and pleasant, like a gently flowing mountain spring, refreshing to the heart. "Yan Wang, why have you suddenly come to this place?" Song Feng asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Yan Wang waved a hand behind him, and Ai Jiao quickly stepped forward, bowing slightly as she said, "Greetings, Deputy Commander Sir, my name is Ai Jiao." Hearing this, Song Feng looked puzzled and turned to look at Yan Wang beside him, seemingly waiting for a reasonable explanation.

Seeing this, Yan Wang hurriedly explained with a smile: "This is my good friend's younger brother, named Ai Jiao. General Wang previously mentioned wanting to place him under your command. I hope Deputy Commander will take good care of him!"

Song Feng looked enlightened and said lightly: "Oh, so that's how it is! Then later, let Yan Wang take you to see your quarters. After you've tidied up, we'll gather here at the Mao hour tomorrow, and training will officially begin!"

Next he looked at Yan Wang beside him and said, "Yan Wang, you take him to check the sleeping quarters and the gathering place. I still have some affairs here that need handling."

After speaking, Yan Wang replied, "Mm," and immediately led Ai Jiao toward the designated direction so he could quickly familiarize himself with the surroundings.

At this moment, within An Wangfu, night had fallen quietly, and everyone in the residence sat around the dining table enjoying dinner. Just then, Qianqian learned that Ai Jiao had already gone to the military camp, and the one who told her was none other than An Wang himself.

Upon hearing this news, Qianqian couldn't help but feel a pang of regret; if she had known earlier, she would have rushed over to see Ai Jiao off no matter what. But now that things had come to this, no amount of regret could change anything.

At this, An Wang spoke to comfort her: "Qianqian, don't worry about this; once they rest, they will naturally return, and it won't be too late to meet then!"

Immediately after, An Wang changed the subject and asked Qianqian: "Now that you've graduated from the Shangshufang, do you have any specific plans?" Hearing this, Qianqian answered without hesitation: "Father, I want to go out and roam the Jianghu, and I am determined to become the Wulin Alliance Leader!"

Hearing this, An Wang was struck speechless, for a moment not knowing how to respond. After a long silence, he slowly said: "This idea is not bad, but it's merely something to think about—don't take it seriously!"

Qianqian's little face turned red, her little mouth pouted high, looking determined to achieve her goal no matter what: "Oh, Father, Mother, just let me go! I really want to go roam the Jianghu! Staying at home every day doing nothing is just so boring!"

The Princess Consort looked at her helplessly, sighed softly, and persuaded gently: "My good daughter, roaming the Jianghu is not child's play. Not to mention the many dangers, just the thought that we mother and daughter might not see each other for a long time—how could Mother bear it?"

Besides, becoming the Wulin Alliance Leader is not so easy; there are countless experts in the world, many more skilled than you, and moreover, you're just a young girl...

At this, Yan Shuang'er, standing beside them, hurried over, took Qianqian's hand, and echoed earnestly: "That's right, younger sister Qianqian. If you really go roam the Jianghu, you'll surely miss many important things."

For example, when Second Brother gets married, if you're not by his side to witness it, what a pity that would be; also, if Jie'er is bullied by someone again, you'll be far away in the Jianghu and unable to rush back in time to help him—what would we do then?"

Qianqian's originally firm resolve wavered upon hearing these words. She pouted and muttered softly: "But... doesn't little brother still have Shisan and Shisi to take care of him..."

However, upon careful thought, what everyone said did seem reasonable, and for a moment she felt her previous idea had been too impulsive.

Just then, An Wang, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke: "Alright, I know what you're thinking. After dinner, come to my Shufang."

Hearing this, Qianqian's eyes lit up at once, as if she had seen a glimmer of hope. She nodded excitedly and replied: "Alright, Father Wang!"

Immediately after, she pounced on the dining table like a hungry wolf, eating mouthful after mouthful, her wolfish manner leaving everyone speechless.

Soon, night fell and lamps were lit. After dinner, Qianqian followed An Wang happily to the Shufang, secretly wondering what her father wanted to say to her.

After father and daughter were both seated, An Wang looked at his daughter with a torch-like gaze, without any beating around the bush, and asked directly: "I want to entrust the Dark Guard Camp to you to manage. Do you have the confidence to run it in good order?"

Hearing this, Qianqian's heart trembled, and strong curiosity was instantly aroused. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement as she eagerly asked: "Dark Guard Camp? What exactly is this mysterious place? What do they usually do?"

An Wang nodded slightly and explained unhurriedly: "The Dark Guard Camp is a special force under my command. Though little known, it is of utmost importance. They usually hide in the dark, carrying out various secret missions, gathering intelligence for me and protecting the safety of every member of An Wangfu. Just like the two personal dark guards assigned to each of my children, they all come from this Dark Guard Camp."

After speaking, An Wang paused slightly, looked at Qianqian thoughtfully, and continued in a low voice: "In short, the Dark Guard Camp is the place specifically responsible for cultivating excellent dark guards. If you are interested, I can take you there personally tomorrow to see for yourself. After all, mere words may not let you truly understand the deeper meaning."

Qianqian thought for a moment and then readily agreed: "That's wonderful! When do we set out for the Dark Guard Camp tomorrow?" An Wang smiled slightly and replied: "After I attend court tomorrow, I'll send someone to call you."

Qianqian, delighted to have a definite answer, rose to salute her father and take her leave: "Alright, Father Wang, then Qianqian will return to her room to rest first." An Wang smiled and waved his hand, gesturing for her to leave. Before leaving, she didn't forget to add: "What Father Wang and I discussed today must not be told to anyone."

Qianqian immediately said, "I understand, Father Wang," and after speaking, left the Shufang.

After Qianqian left the Shufang, An Wang sat alone at the desk, lost in thought. He began to carefully weigh the pros and cons of this matter and feasible strategies, after all, entrusting the Dark Guard Camp to his daughter was no small matter, involving much.