Noble Husband At the Door novel Chapter 1529

Angela had only mentioned about the vulgarity of this drawing just now. However, to everyone’s surprise, she herself had hidden this book under her pillow as well. It was obvious that she had been reading it every day.

"Just what kind of person are you to be able to cause everyone to be so curious? There are a hundred people in the Ethereal Sect, and almost everyone is discussing you." Angela said indifferently.

Looking through the album, although she had read it countless times, every time she saw the fighting pictures on it, she felt that it was different. It seemed that she could feel the fierce scenes in the battle just by looking at these pictures.

At the same time, on Phoenix Mountain, where the Samuel Sect was located.

Huang Xiaoyong had officially begun to accept disciples, and he almost didn't refuse anyone, which made many people kneel to thank him. But Huang Xiaoyong didn't feel anything at all. He only knew that every time he accepted a disciple from a poor family, the cost of the sect would be a little higher.

It was no wonder that Huang Xiaoyong would have such an idea. Xuanyuan’s hierarchy was clearly defined, and it was difficult for him to understand the stance and feelings of those poor people. Although his father used to be just a puppet, in name, he was still the son of the City Lord, and there was a huge difference between him and the poor people’s world.

It was obviously unrealistic for him to accept the idea of being on equal footing with the poor in such a short time.

"Alas, Master has taken in so many people, but these people don't take any money with them. How much will it cost in the future?" Huang Xiaoyong had a feeling that his heart was bleeding, so he said to Jiang Yingying helplessly.

"If you have any objections, you can tell him. It's useless to tell me." Jiang Yingying said disdainfully.

Huang Xiaoyong quickly shook his head. He didn't dare to talk nonsense in front of Samuel, so he could only complain in private.

"Yingying, what do you think my master is thinking? Other sects want to make money by accepting disciples, but he lost all his money," Huang Xiaoyong said with confusion.

Jiang Yingying knew that Samuel was a person who pursued fairness. Although he could never make the world fair by himself, he would try his best to show this word as much as he could.

For him, no matter the poor or the rich, they were equal.

What's more, when did Samuel care about money? To him, money was just a number, nothing more than dirt.

"If you want to make money, it's better to go back to Dragon Cloud City. Your father is the City Lord. You have a lot of opportunities to make money in Dragon Cloud City. Would you like me to talk to Brother Samuel and ask him to let you go?” Jiang Yingying said.

Huang Xiaoyong shrank his neck in fear and said, "Yingying, you'd better not joke with me. How can I bear to leave my master? I have to serve him for a lifetime."

Jiang Yingying smiled helplessly.

Sometimes, Huang Xiaoyong was like a rogue. People like him should like to enjoy a comfortable life. Why was he willing to stay with Samuel?

"Sometimes, becoming stronger is not a good thing," Jiang Yingying said.

"Yingying, you're so powerful. Of course, you can make sarcastic remarks. In Xuanyuan World, strength is the most important thing. It's not a bad thing to be stronger," Huang Xiaoyong retorted.

"The more capable you are, the more responsibility you have, the more risks you will face. Don't you understand such a simple truth?" Jiang Yingying said helplessly. She found that Huang Xiaoyong was a blockhead and did not use his brain to think about things.