LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 227 Shirk
After resolving the matter with Yang Mianli, Yang Guofeng also welcomed Ye Ling and the others into the Yang family home.
Everyone took their seats in the reception hall, and then Yang Guofeng personally boiled water to make tea for everyone.
In spite of Ye Ling and the others greatly trying to prevent this, they ultimately couldn't be as stubborn as the old man.
"Tonight, I'll have someone make arrangements—we won't stop drinking until we're drunk!"
Once he finished bustling about, Yang Guofeng then took a seat opposite Ye Ling, smiling as he spoke.
Ye Ling immediately nodded, starting, "Good! The drink that my master never got to have, I will have it in his stead!"
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"Haha! If the old Northern Liao King knew he had such an outstanding disciple, he could rest in peace with a smile."
Yang Guofeng laughed as he said.
Actually, at his age, he had long since grown indifferent to life and death.
But when certain people parted, they would still feel a pang of sadness, a sadness that was fleeting, since he himself was already one foot in the grave.
Any day now he might go down to join those old friends, so naturally, there was no need to grieve for too long.
Everyone chatted idly in the Yang family's reception hall for an afternoon, discussing everything in great detail from the battle at the East Sea to the wars Northern Liao had gone through in recent years.
Time quickly approached evening, and Yang Guofeng had the Yang family arrange a dinner banquet.
During the dinner, Old Master Yang Guofeng drank quite a bit, and kept muttering about how the bastards from Wo Country and the monkeys from the south deserved to die.
Accompanying Old Master Yang Guofeng for drinks, not one among Ye Ling and the others wasn't accustomed to battling enemy nations, naturally feeling strong resonance with Old Master Yang's words.
Those daring to trample over the Dragon Kingdom indeed deserved to die!
As the drinking went on, even Ye Ling and the others began to feel a bit tipsy.
In truth, after reaching the level of a Great Grandmaster in martial arts, one could control the metabolism of alcohol within their own body, ensuring there was no need to worry about getting drunk.
But that night, no one did so, a rare indulgence in drunkenness was exactly the outcome everyone wanted.
Useless words were not spoken that night, and by the next morning,
Several jeeps left the Yang residence, leaving the East Sea behind and slowly heading towards Jinling City.
Meanwhile, at the Yang residence, Old Master Yang Guofeng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze following Ye Ling and the others' cars until they completely disappeared from sight.
"Father, they have already left. Stop looking,"
Yang Mianli came up to Yang Guofeng and said softly.
Yang Guofeng looked at him sidelong and said indifferently, "I do not wish for such an incident to happen a second time."
"I, Yang Guofeng, have suffered for half a lifetime for the Dragon Kingdom, and I do not wish my son to be someone who brings chaos to it."
"Ye Ling is a man of great ability—if you can truly follow him in the future, your achievements in this lifetime will definitely surpass this old man. Do you understand?"
Listening to his father's earnest words, Yang Mianli nodded solemnly.
Yang Guofeng didn't say anything more and turned back to his own room.
Meanwhile, in a vehicle en route to Jinling City, Chen Dao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly said, "My lord, I feel that I'm getting close!"
"Close to what? Are you saying your end is near?"
Ye Jiu teased as he drove.
Upon hearing this, Chen Dao gave him a glance, impatiently saying, "Go away, stop interrupting here!"
"I'm saying I feel like I'm about to touch the threshold of the War King!"
At these words, Ye Jiu's eyebrows raised, and taking advantage of a pause, he turned to look at Chen Dao, his eyes brimming with disbelief.
Ye Ling, also seated at the back with Su Rou, slightly furrowed his brows and asked in a deep voice, "Are you serious?"
For now, the aura emanating from Chen Dao was merely that of a half-step War King, nowhere near the threshold of a War King, right?
"Of course, could I even lie to you, sir?"
"Why don't you feel it for yourself!"
Chen Dao's eyebrows raised as he stretched his right hand towards Ye Ling while he spoke.
Ye Ling pushed his hand away with a chuckle, "You must be delusional! I quite understand the aura on you; it's just a bit stronger than when you just stepped into the half-step War King level."
"With your strength at this level, you're still far from the War King. In fact, among the three of you, He Feng is the closest to the War King realm."
Upon hearing this, both Chen Dao and Ye Jiu's expressions changed.
Chen Dao said in disbelief, "Sir, you mustn't joke with me, I can't take such a joke; my heart can't handle it!"
"He Feng, that show-off, could be the strongest among us three?"
"Could it be that being smart really does help with cultivating the martial path?"
Ye Jiu, while driving, perked up his ears, eager to hear what Ye Ling would say next.
Ye Ling shook his head with a smile and said, "Actually, the martial talents of the three of you are quite similar, but He Feng is indeed a bit smarter."
"Moreover, I have news for you, the Eastern Sea King intends to select one of you three to be the next Eastern Sea King."
"And the primary condition is to step into the War King realm, so if you wish to become the Eastern Sea King, you'd better hurry to make a breakthrough."
Upon hearing this, Chen Dao curled his lips and said discontentedly, "Sir, I told you before, I have no interest in that spot of Eastern Sea King!"
"I am a Norse-Liao man in life, and a Northern-Liao ghost in death; even if I were given the position of Eastern Sea King, I would never leave Northern-Liao!"
Ye Jiu, who was driving, also immediately spoke up, "Sir, although Chen Dao's crudely spoken words are unpleasant, my thoughts are the same."
"I don't want to be any Eastern Sea King; I just want to be your loyal soldier for life!"
Hearing their words, Ye Ling shook his head with a smile and said no more.
In fact, among Ye Jiu, Chen Dao, and He Feng, Ye Ling tended to lean towards letting He Feng take on the role of Eastern Sea King.
After all, among the three, only He Feng had the higher intelligence, and being on his own in the Eastern Sea, he wouldn't be thrown into chaos by the local powers.
Chen Dao was too bloodthirsty, and if he were to be freed from Ye Ling's control, he would likely become a homicidal maniac.
And Ye Jiu was not good with words, preferring not to interact with people.
Of course, this was related to their respective responsibilities in the Northern Liao army, so it was not their fault.
"Since none of you is willing, then we only have He Feng to take on the role of Eastern Sea King."
"But that guy is indeed likely to be the first among you to step into the War King realm, so both sentimentally and rationally, he should be the one to take on the role of Eastern Sea King."
Ye Ling said with a light laugh.
Chen Dao immediately nodded and said, "Exactly, exactly, sir, just let He Feng be the Eastern Sea King. He's smart; he'll definitely be able to help you manage the Eastern Sea well!"