Chapter 313: Whoever Makes Me Unhappy, I Will Make Their Ancestors for 8 Generations Unhappy

Chapter 313: Chapter 313: Whoever Makes Me Unhappy, I Will Make Their Ancestors for 8 Generations Unhappy

Ye Feng looked at the owner and smiled. Clever as he was, he could easily tell the owner was deliberately giving him a hard time.

He hadn’t wanted to argue with a man just trying to make a living, but the owner was pushing his luck. Ye Feng didn’t mind teaching him a lesson.

He glanced at the two guards eating duck necks at a nearby table, then smiled faintly. He unslung the Imperial Sword from his back, placed it on the counter, and looked at the owner. "I don’t have any cash on me today," he said. "I’ll have to pay with this instead. Take a look. Is this enough for the duck necks?"

The owner picked up the Imperial Sword and examined it, his eyes lighting up. "This sword looks pretty nice," he said. "Fine, I’ll let you off the hook today. I’ll take this as payment for the duck necks."

Ye Feng smiled, took Xiao Yufei by the hand, and turned to leave.

Xiao Yufei stared at Ye Feng, her beautiful eyes wide. "Ye Feng, you just gave away the Imperial Sword! How are you going to explain this to the Emperor?"

Ye Feng smiled. "Don’t worry," he said. "He’ll be bringing it right back."

The words were barely out of his mouth when the owner’s voice rang out from behind them, full of self-satisfaction. "Got myself a longsword today. The craftsmanship is pretty good, haha..."

He had barely finished speaking when a cold voice interjected, "You dare steal the Imperial Sword? Do you want your entire clan to be executed?"

Then came the owner’s horrified shriek. "What?! This is the Imperial Sword? Oh, god, who in the world did I just cross?!"

A moment later, a flurry of panicked footsteps sounded from behind them. The shop owner, his face pale, rushed up to Ye Feng and Xiao Yufei. "Sir, I’m so sorry," he stammered, looking at Ye Feng. "I don’t know what came over me. It was disrespectful, and I apologize. Here’s the Imperial Sword. I’m returning it to you now!"

Ye Feng looked at the owner with a wide grin. "But I don’t have any cash to pay you!"

The owner shook his head frantically. "I don’t want any money! It’s on the house, my treat for you two."

Ye Feng chuckled and took back the Imperial Sword. He put his arm around Xiao Yufei, and they departed gracefully.

The owner watched them go, scratching his head. "Who in the world are those two?" he muttered. "Strolling down the street carrying the Imperial Sword..."

Just then, an old man who had recognized Ye Feng cried out, "I know who that is! That’s Ye Feng!"

The owner looked at the old man in confusion. "Uncle Wang, who’s Ye Feng?"

The old man stared at the owner in astonishment. "You don’t even know who Ye Feng is? Let me tell you. Have you heard about the Martial Arts Association being crushed, with five hundred members executed on the spot? He’s the one who did it.

"Have you heard about the four great Ministers being butchered? He’s the one who butchered them.

"Have you heard who killed the Empress? It was him again..."

Before the old man could finish, the shop owner’s eyes rolled back in his head and he fainted on the spot.

...

By now, Ye Feng and Xiao Yufei had reached the entrance of the Wind Chasing Group. They were just about to head inside when Ye Feng’s phone began to ring insistently. He glanced at the caller ID before answering. Long Ao’s authoritative voice came through the line: "Come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation at once. And bring Xiao Yufei."

Then he hung up.

At his side, Xiao Yufei overheard. Her face turned white as a sheet. "He must know I was going to marry you today! He’s furious. He’s summoning us to punish us for our crimes!"

Ye Feng looked at her, exasperated. "What crime have we committed? Why would Long Ao want to punish us?"

Xiao Yufei stared at Ye Feng, her voice trembling. "How can you not know? You just married the princess yesterday, and now you’re marrying me today! Isn’t that a slap in her face? It’s contempt for the royal family’s authority! How could the Emperor possibly spare us? Ye Feng, let’s just forget it. Let’s not get married, okay?"

"No." Ye Feng’s voice was firm as he looked at Xiao Yufei. "Not even God himself can stop us from getting married. Come on. Let’s go see what Long Ao is up to. I’ll just say this: if anyone makes my life difficult, I’ll make their entire life a living hell."

With that, he pulled Xiao Yufei into the car.

He started the engine, and the car roared off toward the imperial palace.

Xiao Yufei stared at him and cried out in alarm, "Ye Feng, do you have any idea who you’re defying? That’s the Emperor! The supreme ruler of the Great Xia Empire! His every word is law!"

Ye Feng just gave a scornful laugh. "The Emperor? Heh. In my eyes, he’s less than nothing."

Xiao Yufei stared at Ye Feng, completely stunned. ’This madman... How can he say something like that?’

She sighed and leaned back weakly against her seat. She had already made a decision.

Before long, Ye Feng and Xiao Yufei arrived at the imperial palace and entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Xiao Yufei hurried before Long Ao and fell to her knees with a THUD. "Your Majesty!" she cried out. "I am Xiao Yufei! I’ve decided not to proceed with the wedding ceremony with Ye Feng today. I also promise you that I will stay far away from him from now on and cut all ties. I only beg Your Majesty to spare Ye Feng! Please, do not punish him!"

As she finished, her eyes reddened.

’Ye Feng was her very life. She couldn’t live without him.’

’But as long as she could keep him safe, she would have no regrets, even if it cost her own life.’

Having said her piece, her heart was in her throat. In that moment, she felt like she was awaiting her doom.

But Long Ao simply looked up at Ye Feng and asked calmly, "Ye Feng, what are your thoughts on this?"

Ye Feng met Long Ao’s gaze, his own voice just as calm. "I was waiting to hear yours."

The words were spoken evenly, but they carried a sharp edge.

Long Ao was taken aback for a moment, then gave a wry smile. "And what if my thoughts are the same as your thoughts?"

Ye Feng’s eyes brightened. He clasped his hands in a gesture of respect toward Long Ao. "Thank you for granting your blessing, Your Majesty."

Long Ao burst into hearty laughter.

Xiao Yufei was left completely stunned. She stole a glance at Ye Feng, utterly bewildered. ’What in the world are these two talking about? It’s like they’re speaking another language.’

Just then, Long Xi’Er entered. She reached down to help Xiao Yufei to her feet, smiling. "Sister Yufei, please get up. I already spoke with my imperial father about you and the Prince Consort. He has agreed and will hold the wedding ceremony for you both today."

Xiao Yufei stared blankly at Long Xi’Er, hardly able to believe her ears. ’Is... is this really happening?’

Just then, Long Ao looked at Ye Feng, but his words were for Xiao Yufei. He smiled. "Yufei, I’ve actually known about your situation with Ye Feng for some time. If apologies are owed, it is we who should apologize to you. After all, we were the ones who stole your husband!

"Therefore, to compensate you, I will personally preside over your wedding ceremony today. Furthermore, I will adopt you as my goddaughter and grant you the title of Princess Yufei."

Xiao Yufei froze, staring blankly at Long Ao, unable to believe what she was hearing.

’Long Ao... was this magnanimous?’