Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 226: The Pursuer

Ye Feng was unaware of Hong Yuting’s decision, and had he known, he probably couldn’t help but utter two words: "brain-dead."

God knows if that woman’s mind was compromised, from the very moment Hong Zhenguo brought him into the Hong Family, he had never deliberately targeted any member of the Hong Family. If it weren’t for those people busying themselves with mocking him all day long, he had even prepared to elevate the Hong Family to a prominent position in the imperial capital.

Hong Zhenguo once told his son Hong Tianming to look farther ahead, but he also dared not imagine that the promise Ye Feng made was in the imperial capital, at the nation’s head.

If they want to wait, then let them wait!

Knowing that the Members of the Hong Family had arranged a welcome ceremony for him, Ye Feng simply took Hong Qingyan out to eat everywhere, eating and playing, and then watching movies, under the guise of honeymooning.

In short, he was not going to the Hong Family today.

In fact, until night fell, he had not visited the Hong Family Courtyard even once, instead, he took Hong Qingyan to the villa that belonged to her, the matter of the Hong Family publicly disowning him was not forgotten.

Now those people have no shame, but does he, the Northern Border King, need to have any?

"Big Brother Ye, do you think grandpa will be unhappy?"

On the sofa, Hong Qingyan leaned sweetly on Ye Feng’s shoulder with a smile. After a day of fun, it was impossible not to feel tired.

"Dares Old Master Hong to be unhappy?"

Ye Feng asked as he turned his head.

At these words, Hong Qingyan was at a loss for words. She pretended to be angry and pinched Ye Feng’s waist, but he just laughed heartily.

"Sleep."

Ye Feng stopped teasing Hong Qingyan and persuaded her instead.

The night was very quiet.

Suddenly, a ferocious aura came rolling towards the villa. It was a determined rage. Ye Feng’s eyes snapped open, his expression furious.

Couldn’t resist striking again?

The next moment, his figure left the bedroom, while outside the villa, pairs of figures moved in sync, a total of four black-clad people leaped by, their speed incredibly fast.

"Sneaking around, who are you looking for?"

Before the four could scatter into the house, Ye Feng had already arrived in front of them.

Clang! one by one

The gleaming katanas were drawn in an instant, while the other two shaped their hands into strange seals, ready for battle on both sides.

"Ronin, and the other two are... ninjas?"

Ye Feng was slightly surprised; he had thought it would be people from the imperial capital, but it turned out to be individuals from the Fusang Island Nation seeking vengeance.

"Ye Feng, hand over Autumn Water and Yama, otherwise everyone inside will be killed along with you,"

the ronin on the right said ominously.

It was indeed people sent by the Longma Family, but Ye Feng found it odd that a proud samurai family was colluding with ninjas. He did not give it much thought and mocked:

"Nothing but four pieces of trash. I dare you to come try and take one down."

The Golden Battle Armor condensed around Ye Feng.

Three Middle Rank Martial Kings and one Low Level. With such power, they wouldn’t last a second against Sato Shinichi; they dared to come seeking his swords with this strength?

Ye Feng found it amusing. He could only wish the Longma Family would send more of such men, so he could gauge just how many Martial Kings Fusang really concealed.

"Kill!"

"Barrier Technique, Wind Seal Formation!"

The two ninjas each took out a scroll and pressed down with their seal formations. Instantly, within a radius of twenty meters, a pale blue barrier rose.

Ninjas and samurai were two distinct schools in the Fusang Island Nation. In the early days, ninjas came into being to assassinate the daimyos of Fusang, while samurai existed to protect them. The two have been in conflict and bore grudges for a long time, with relations as incompatible as water and fire.

Even in modern times, although ninjas and samurai don’t fight on sight, cooperation like today’s was a first for Ye Feng.

"Qi Break!"

Ye Feng was unfazed. The Barrier Technique of Fusang was, after all, derived from the earliest Talisman Spells of the Xuanyuan Nation. Such a barrier couldn’t trap anyone.

Strength breaks Ten Thousand Laws!

With a punch, a golden color fist mark soared into the sky, and the Wind Seal Barrier, which had just risen for less than a second, instantly shattered.

"Damn it, this kid’s got something tricky."

The aura emanating from Ye Feng confirmed that he was undoubtedly a High-Level Martial King.

The problem was that the scrolls used by the two men were enchanced Superior Scrolls, and the Barrier Technique cast by them should have been able to trap a normal High-Level Martial King for up to three minutes.

"Light Moon Slash!"

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The two ronin samurai did not hesitate; they swung their swords and unleashed their Ultimate Skills.

"Forbidden Earth Escape Technique, Gravity Rock Technique."

"Fire Escape, Balsam Technique."

War ignited instantly, as the Fusang members’ Moves came rolling in, but Ye Feng seemed not to see them, standing motionless, or rather waiting.

Finally, as the long blades of the two ronin struck, Ye Feng moved. He surged forward like a fierce dragon, confronting the blade light head-on, and reached straight for the person inside.

What!

The two ronin samurai’s eyes widened. Did their blades have any effect on Ye Feng? Had this man mastered the legendary Vajra Indestructible Divine Technique of Xuanyuan Nation?

Before they had time for remorse, Ye Feng grabbed the necks of the two ronin, his Qi Force penetrating their bodies. With two "pops," the bodies of the ronin shattered, and with another turn, Ye Feng charged at one of the ninjas.

"Damn it!"

"Musashi has doomed us, this man must be more than a High-Level Martial King."

"Sato Shinichi must have fallen to his hands. Flee, flee quickly. Head back to headquarters, and they must seek justice for me."

Watching Ye Feng approach, the Balsam Technique proving futile against him, the ninja who was adept at Fire Escape turned ashen, shouting madly as he rapidly formed seals.

As Ye Feng reached him, the ninja’s final Fire Escape appeared.

"Fire Escape Forbidden Technique, Buried Together in a Sea of Flowers!"

Fire blazed into the sky, consuming the ninja and bursting towards Ye Feng.

"Making a fuss."

In the end, after the great fire was extinguished, Ye Feng strolled out as if nothing had happened.

"Escape!"

"Forbidden Earth Escape Technique, Life-saving Doppelganger."

On a hill two hundred meters away, the Earth Escape ninja did not hesitate to use the Forbidden Earth Escape Technique. Four figures scattered in different directions.

If anyone dares to call Ye Feng high-level again, I, Kamikawa Zuoichi, will fight them to the death.

"Damn you, Musashi!"

Kamikawa Zuoichi clenched his teeth in fury. If it weren’t for Musashi claiming that Ye Feng was just at the level of a high-level Martial King and that it was another powerful individual who led to Sato Shinichi’s fall...

Would he and his brother have bothered to come to Xuanyuan Nation to kill Ye Feng for that little benefit?

One, two.

After losing two avatars, Kamikawa Zuoichi finally breathed a sigh of relief. The enemy did not pursue any further; he had won the gamble.

In fact, executing the Earth Escape Life-saving Doppelganger Technique was a huge gamble: among the four avatars, one concealed the true body. If the true body was killed, the technique would fail, but if an avatar was killed, the true body would remain unscathed.

Luckily, he won the bet!

Kamikawa Zuoichi, feeling the cold sweat soaking his clothes, looked in the direction of the villa with a pained expression. After a brief moment, he hastened his escape towards the east.

"Cunning ninjutsu."

Ye Feng returned to the site of the battle and shook his head helplessly as he looked in the direction where the Earth Escape ninja had finally fled. It wasn’t that he couldn’t catch up; it was that he shouldn’t.

"Friend, what are you waiting for?"

At a hilltop not far from the villa, there was another figure dressed in black, hiding behind a rock. The reason Ye Feng didn’t dare pursue the Earth Escape ninja was his fear of falling for a stratagem that lured him away from the villa.

"You’re Ye Feng, and you’re unharmed?"

The figure in black was astounded as he looked at the man standing calmly on the hilltop.

"Of course, I’m unharmed. But that means you’ve got a problem."

"The Fusang people came so quickly, you think I should thank you for that?"

A streak of golden light swooped down.

"No, Ye Feng, listen to me, I didn’t mean to—."

Before the figure in black could defend himself, a golden katana came crashing down upon his head.

Do I need to bother with whether you did it on purpose?

Ye Feng walked away at ease. A middle-rank Martial King from Xuanyuan Nation, who seemed to have just broken through, was not worth interrogating. A treasonous collaborator.

Death sentence!

The next morning, after enjoying his meat porridge, Ye Feng left the villa satisfied, taking Hong Qingyan with him. Although he didn’t like the actions of the members of the Hong Family, Old Master Hong was someone he still needed to visit.

"Big Brother Ye, why is that hill over there burnt? It was fine just yesterday."

Hong Qingyan asked Ye Feng, turning to him. She had played too hard and slept too deeply the previous day, not even aware of the big fire that had taken place near the villa.

"If it’s burnt, it’s burnt; it’ll grow back."

"What if I said there was a lunatic there last night, setting himself on fire; would you believe me?"

Ye Feng said half-jokingly.

"I believe!"

Hong Qingyan looked firmly at Ye Feng.

When did this girl get so smart?

Ye Feng felt a headache coming on, instantly realizing what it meant to ’shoot oneself in the foot’. He had meant the joke to be good for health and heart.

"Let’s go, Big Brother Ye. We should visit Grandpa."

Hong Qingyan took the initiative to grab Ye Feng’s hand, her face full of tenderness.

This isn’t how the script should go!

Ye Feng nodded blankly, expecting what should come next was an inquisition to get to the bottom of things.

Hong Family!

Ye Feng hadn’t slept well during the night, and neither had the members of the Hong Family, who had awaited his visit from noon to evening, and from evening to deep night, without seeing even a shadow of him.

Now they had gotten their wish, as Ye Feng arrived early in the morning before the members of the Hong Family had even woken up.

"Your Grace honors us with your presence, truly a blessing for our humble abode!"

Upon seeing Ye Feng coming with Hong Qingyan, Hong Zhenguo’s face bloomed with joy as if a flower had opened.

"Grandpa, I’m going to offer incense to Grandma first,"

Hong Qingyan said with a smile.

"All right!"

Hong Zhenguo nodded.

"I say, old man, given our current relationship, it doesn’t seem fitting for you to call me ’Your Grace’ anymore, does it?"

Ye Feng was empty-handed, his presence unencumbered, as the gifts had already arrived the day before.

"That’s true. However, positions must still be respected; order must be maintained, and propriety should not be disregarded,"

Hong Zhenguo said earnestly, stroking his chin.

"Nonsense!"

"When abroad, a commander may disobey the sovereign’s orders. And Hong Zhenguo, do you really think you’re still that old bodyguard? You’ve been dismissed long ago."

Ye Feng beckoned for Hong Zhenguo to join him inside. The Hong Family Courtyard wasn’t unfamiliar to him; as a younger man, he should give some leeway to his elders, even if it meant turning the tables.

"Your Grace, what are you trying to say? Though I’m not Huang Zhong, I still have the strength to carry your orders on my back,"

A commander may disobey the sovereign’s orders?

Do you even consider who’s now lurking under my watch, Hong Zhenguo laughed as well.