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

Five days, it would seem, also pass by in a flash.

During these five days, Ye Feng did not spend all his time idly wandering but instead took a special trip back to Jiang City, bringing with him Li Tiegang, the Leader of the Jiang City Martial Alliance, to the Eastern Border to put a new agenda in place for the expansion of the Martial Alliance in the Eastern Border.

To Ye Feng's surprise, the Old Eastern King, far from standing aloof, offered much convenience for the matter. However, as the Old Eastern King's figure began to appear frequently in the teaching quarters of the Martial Alliance, Ye Feng's face turned green. He was all too clear about what the old b*tch was up to—picking peaches!

Ye Feng pondered the situation and decided to let it be. After all, his original purpose in joining the Martial Alliance was to strengthen the power of the Four Realms Legion of the Xuanyuan Nation. The current situation in the Eastern Border was indeed dismal, with most of the high-ranking officers almost wiped out in the battle at sea.

As for how many people the Old King could poach from the Martial Alliance to fill the gaps, that was not Ye Feng's concern. There was no point in selling off his kid and then helping others count their money, although "this kid" might very well end up returning to his own family in the end.

Meanwhile, during these five days, despite the Old Eastern King's gag order, news of the challenge at Qian Yuan Mountain had somehow slipped out, causing a stir throughout the Eastern Border. People were looking forward with such eager anticipation that they all but wished they could spit a mouthful of saliva to drown White Brows, that arrogant fool.

The great families of the Eastern Border also took advantage of this opportunity, sending their "strongest" subordinates to the Eastern Border Camp, requesting a duel by order. However, all those who came were turned away by the Old Eastern King.

"Yun Yi, the current Family Head of the Yun Family, is indeed the strongest person in the Yun Family."

After each visitor left, a Guard Officer would be tasked with delivering the message, and another person would be responsible for recording everything.

Indeed, possibly, not at all.

Three attitudes were shown depending on who the great families sent, which would also determine the Old Eastern King's future attitude towards these families.

Ye Feng believed that to completely eliminate the influence of the great families in one move was too drastic, and to dispose of them one by one would also be tremendously difficult since minor squabbles aside, unity in interest meant they would inevitably band together. The heads of the great families were all too aware of the principle that when the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold.

Has he already started playing the game?

Regarding the Old Eastern King's actions, Ye Feng chose to remain silent. This old man at times appeared as if waiting for death, yet when serious, commanded respect.

"Let's go. Don't make them wait too long."

After lunch, the Old Eastern King began to usher Ye Feng to set off.

"My lord, I want to go too."

Sima Zhantian said with all his might.

These past few days, Sima Zhantian and Xia Lengchan had been forcibly ordered by Ye Feng to rest in bed, undergoing various major and minor inspections every day, under the pretense of leaving no lingering maladies, nearly driving the two strong men to red-eyed frustration.

"Go where? You two stay behind to protect Legendary."

Ye Feng dismissed them with a single sentence.

If there was anything he felt regrettable about these five days, it was that Xiao Chuanqi had yet to awaken, though it seemed he would be conscious soon.

"You must come back."

Sima Zhantian silently turned his head away, realizing that even though he was a Great Grandmaster, he felt more and more unable to keep up with the lord's pace.

"Definitely!"

Ye Feng brought only Hong Qingyan. If he didn't bring this girl along, there probably wouldn't be a single cabbage leaf left to eat within a week.

"Big Brother Ye, today is the Winter Solstice. Let's make dumplings when we get back tonight."

On the big ship, Hong Qingyan suddenly put down the medical book in her hands, her face looking forlorn.

"Sure, as long as they're filled with cabbage."

Ye Feng grinned.

In Xuanyuan Nation, the Winter Solstice is not just a solar term, but for ordinary people, it's an important festival as well. Every household makes a meal of dumplings or wontons on this day, but Ye Feng, having spent years in the army, was not particularly moved by the tradition.

"Can I scrounge a meal then?"

The Old Eastern King jokingly moved closer.

"Of course."

Before Ye Feng could even respond, Hong Qingyan answered for him.

"Remember to bring a gift."

Just as the Old Eastern King was about to rejoice, Ye Feng said with a stern face.

"I'm broke, you know the situation in the Eastern Border right now. I'll save up some money and when you two have a little baby, I'll bring a generous gift."

The Old Eastern King remained his usual self, but then he suddenly fell silent.

"That's fine too."

Seeing the Old King's suddenly desolate look, Ye Feng couldn't bear to continue hitting him where it hurt.

To be honest, Ye Feng was baffled that the King of the Eastern Border had no heir, and no wonder the Mu Family had been eyeing his position.

"If you cannot win, do not act recklessly."

The Old Eastern King said, changing his tone.

"How many came?"

Ye Feng asked, frowning.

He was well aware that it was impossible for the fear-of-death old man not to have prepared a backup plan for him.

"Just one!"

One was enough.

This was the Old Eastern King's affirmation of the visitor, as well as his trust in the entire Xuanyuan Nation. This matter had become more than just a personal grievance.

"I will not die."

It wasn't that he could not die; he must not die.

Looking at Hong Qingyan beside him, Ye Feng felt an overwhelming sense of contentment, a feeling he had never experienced in the Northern Border.

...

Qian Yuan Mountain, located on a solitary island twenty sea miles from the Eastern Border, had only one tall peak, and that mountain was Qian Yuan Mountain.

At this moment, around the island were already numerous ships anchored. Practically anyone with a bit of influence in the Eastern Border had arrived here. It was a duel that concerned the face of the entire Eastern Border, and no one wanted to miss it.

All ships were strictly ordered to stop one kilometer away from the island. Soldiers of the Eastern Border set up a long cordon around it to prevent people from getting affected by the forthcoming clash.

"There's nobody on the island!"

"Is this just a bluff? Who in this day and age has the nerve to challenge our entire Eastern Border?"

"The fear is that this may be but a ruse."

...

Some arrived early and waited for more than half the day, but Qian Yuan Mountain remained empty, and neither of the duelists had yet to show themselves.

Actually, what these people didn't know was that a Cloud Eagle had been circling above their heads all this time.

"They're here!"

"It's the Old Eastern King who has arrived!"

"It's not easy; the Old Eastern King, at his age, still has to toil and travel for this matter."

…

When the Old Eastern King and his entourage arrived on the steel warship, they were immediately greeted with deafening cheers that drowned even the roar of raging waves.

"It was you who spread the news."

In this scene, Ye Feng felt he had still underestimated the old man's shamelessness. Publicly, he issued a gag order to the soldiers, but secretly, he sent people everywhere to proclaim the news.

No need to guess!

Ye Feng could imagine how those spreading the news were exaggerating and embellishing, otherwise how could such nationwide indignation have been stirred up.

"To manage a territory well, military means alone are not enough."

The Old Eastern King chuckled noncommittally.

One had to admit, the Old Eastern King was indeed influencing Ye Feng in his own way, whether the latter would listen and learn was not a matter for immediate concern.

"I'll try to do it a bit better for you."

Ye Feng stood up and took off his coat.

Anticipation followed by universal approval, the Old Eastern King, reborn anew, indeed needed to create some momentum for himself.

Unexpectedly, before Ye Feng could step onto the water, someone had already dashed toward the isolated island, their footwork light and floating on the water's surface.

In just a moment, the person had soared up the cliff to the mountain peak.

Ye Feng turned to look at the Old Eastern King, who gently shook his head.

"A Half-Step Martial King, seeking death, aren't they."

Even from a great distance, Ye Feng still discerned the person's level of power.

"Where is White Brows?"

"I, Situ Yang, have come to fight you!"

Upon reaching the summit, the man burst forth with a look of unrivaled dominance.

"Sima Yang of the lone boat, known as the Hero of Dongcheng Lake?"

"So it's the Hero of Dongcheng Lake. I didn't expect the Old Eastern King would invite him to come."

"I heard that the Hero of Dongcheng Lake became a Peak Grandmaster ten years ago and is probably even stronger now. With him here, victory is certain."

…

Hearing these words, Ye Feng was speechless. This so-called Hero of Dongcheng Lake, Situ Yang, was not somebody the Old Eastern King had invited.

In this day and age, wanting fame so badly, aren't they afraid of losing their lives?

"White Brows, you old thief, come out and fight!"

The taunting continued.

Screech!

A piercing cry of an eagle descended from the sky.

Suddenly, a large Cloud Eagle swooped down from the sky, and from its back, a white figure leaped up. Enjoy new chapters from My Virtual Library Empire

"You wretched beast, courting death!"

Watching the Cloud Eagle rush towards him, Situ Yang retrieved a pair of claw hooks from his back, with six claws fitted on the long hooks, aimed at the eagle's wings to clasp them.

However, the Cloud Eagle suddenly flapped violently, and a gust of wind carrying powerful Qi Force easily knocked away Situ Yang's twin hooks.

"Not good!"

Situ Yang concentrated his fists and struck up towards the Cloud Eagle's belly, but he still underestimated the speed of the Cloud Eagle, and in an instant, his feet left the ground.

An eagle's prey is captured in a blink.

Rip!

Outside the cliff, Situ Yang's body was torn in half by the Cloud Eagle, silently plunging into the sea.

"How could this be?"

"What kind of ferocious bird is this, how can there be such a powerful bird in the world?"

"Too terrifying, this eagle grabs people as if it's playing."

…

The abrupt turn of events shook everyone to their core, the scene was too domineering and too cruel to accept, as the illustrious Hero of Dongcheng Lake was killed by someone's Cloud Eagle.

"Do you still have confidence in the person you invited now?"

Ye Feng leaped down.

Interesting!

The gaze of the Old Eastern King told him, he did have faith!

"Who is he?"

"How can this man walk on the surface of the sea?"

"No, he's not just walking, he's using Qi Control to move atop the water, a true expert, a top-level master."

…

Those with keen eyes immediately noticed something extraordinary. Both were moving on the surface of the sea, but Situ Yang relied on his light Qinggong skills and a bit of buoyancy to leap across the water, whereas Ye Feng was using Qi to manipulate the water, propelling himself forward.

The two were not on the same level at all.

Boom!

Below the mountain cliff, Ye Feng lightly stepped on the water, instantly creating a three-meter-deep depression on the sea surface, and then his figure soared into the sky.

"It seems someone decent has finally arrived, worth my personal effort."

Next to the Cloud Eagle, there was an old man dressed in white robes, with white hair, white eyebrows, and white beard, his high cheekbones prominent.