Chapter 367: What a Messy Circle

Chapter 367: Chapter 367: What a Messy Circle

Ye Feng looked at Lin Meng and asked earnestly, "Does it count if it was a one-night stand, but without any official status?"

Lin Meng was utterly exasperated. She smacked Ye Feng on the head and cursed, "Your love life is a goddamn mess!

Ye Feng, I don’t care how many wives you have, but let me make this clear: you will visit my Qingqing’s room once a week. If you dare cast her aside and ignore her, I’ll castrate you myself!"

Ye Feng was so frightened he couldn’t help but clamp his legs together.

Jue Yuan, who was standing nearby, couldn’t help but chuckle. "Alright now, go say goodbye to Qingqing."

The three of them arrived at Wei Qingqing’s door, and Ye Feng pushed it open and walked right in.

Wei Qingqing was already awake. Seeing Ye Feng, she pouted and cried out, "It’s our wedding night, and you didn’t even stay with me. Where did you run off to? Get over here! I’ve recovered my strength, let’s continue!"

With that, she threw back the covers and, completely naked, leaped into his arms.

"AHEM! Your parents are at the door!" Ye Feng said, coughing loudly.

Wei Qingqing shrieked in embarrassment and quickly dove back under the covers.

Ye Feng explained to Wei Qingqing that he had to leave immediately to search for his parents.

Wei Qingqing shot up and hugged Ye Feng, her eyes instantly turning red. "Ye Feng, I don’t want you to go!"

Ye Feng patted Wei Qingqing’s smooth back and comforted her gently, "I don’t want to leave you either, but I have to find my parents as soon as I can. Once I’ve found them, I’ll come back and be with you."

In the end, Wei Qingqing nodded understandingly, then grabbed a small bag from the headboard and handed it to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng opened the bag. Inside were a few sparkling, translucent candies.

"Your Inner Core?" Ye Feng asked, looking at Wei Qingqing in confusion.

"Pfft. You’re the monster beast, you’re the one with an Inner Core. These are my favorite candies, and now I’m giving them to you," Wei Qingqing said, rolling her eyes at him.

Ye Feng looked at Wei Qingqing and said with a smile, "Qingqing, I have a story for you. Legend has it that a dung beetle fell in love with a beautiful white swan. To express his adoration, he presented her with a few of his finest rolled dung balls, telling her with all sincerity, ’These are my most precious possessions...’"

Before Ye Feng could finish, Wei Qingqing’s pretty face instantly turned cold. She glared at him and ground out through her teeth:

"Are you saying I’m the dung beetle and you’re the white swan?"

Seeing the joke had gone too far, Ye Feng quickly backpedaled. "No, no, let me finish!

The white swan saw the dung balls and cried out with joy, ’Oh, my dear! Let me tell you, in my past life, I was also a dung beetle! I love eating dung balls, but all those other idiots don’t know my tastes. They only ever give me flowers and fancy cars—I hate all that stuff!

It seems only you truly understand my heart! I’ve decided I’m going to marry you!’"

After finishing his story, he picked up a candy, tossed it into his mouth, and began chewing with a look of pure bliss.

"Get out of here, you smooth-talker!" Wei Qingqing burst out laughing.

"Alright, I’m getting out!" Ye Feng roared with laughter and turned to leave.

He had just stepped out the door when he heard Wei Qingqing’s tearful cry from behind him. "Ye Feng, don’t forget me!"

Ye Feng stopped in his tracks. He turned to look at Wei Qingqing and declared, his voice firm as steel, "Qingqing, you are my wife. In my heart, you are more important than my own life. I will never forget you!"

A happy smile finally blossomed on Wei Qingqing’s face.

"Qingqing, wait for me!" With that, Ye Feng turned and left without another moment’s delay. He, Jue Yuan, and Lin Meng drove to the Provincial County Airport, where they boarded a plane that soared toward the Imperial Capital.

...

「Imperial Capital.」

「Prince Zhenkun’s Manor.」

In the main hall, a middle-aged man in ornate robes sat drinking tea.

He was Prince Zhenkun, Long Xiaotian.

Across from him, an old man in a long gown was reporting respectfully, "Your Highness, I have confirmed it. Ye Feng is the remnant of the Ye family who was rescued ten years ago."

Long Xiaotian set down his teacup and looked at the old man. "Are you certain?"

"Absolutely certain," the old man replied, his tone unwavering.

Long Xiaotian let out a dry chuckle. "So, I wasn’t just seeing a resemblance. It really is that little bastard. Haha, the heavens are kind to me, sending me such a grand gift after ten long years!"

The old man continued, "Furthermore, when Ye Feng first arrived in Jiangcheng, his cultivation was merely at the Martial Emperor realm. But now, he has already reached the terrifying level of a Martial Immortal!"

Long Xiaotian’s eyes lit up. "To advance three major realms in just half a year... that’s absolutely impossible without external aid. I can now be almost certain that *the item* is in his possession. Excellent! This is excellent! Arrange for our men to capture him and bring him to me at once!"

The old man looked at Long Xiaotian and advised, "Your Highness, trying to capture him in a world of billions will be exceedingly difficult. If we startle him and he flees, finding him again will be nearly impossible. Rather than hunting him down, we should dig a pit and wait for the tiger to fall in—set a scented trap for the prized fish."

He then proceeded to lay out his plan.

Upon hearing the plan, Long Xiaotian burst into laughter. "Butler, you truly are my master strategist! Excellent. Proceed with the plan! When this is done, you will be rewarded handsomely!"

The butler acknowledged the order and quickly departed.

Long Xiaotian chuckled to himself. ’Once I get my hands on that item, I, Long Xiaotian, will become the greatest master in the world. And when that time comes, this world will be mine for the taking! HA HA HA...’

...

「Imperial Capital.」

「Wind Chasing Group.」

Xiao Yufei and Wang Luyao were sitting together, both looking somewhat distracted.

Wang Luyao, always one to speak her mind, turned to Xiao Yufei. "Sister Yufei, let’s call Ye Feng. We haven’t heard from him in so long. I’m getting worried!"

Nangong Xue, who was sitting nearby, giggled. "You just miss him. No need to make such a noble-sounding excuse!"

Wang Luyao gave Nangong Xue a light punch on the shoulder. "You brat! You’re the one who misses him!"

Nangong Xue grinned at Wang Luyao. "So what if I do miss him? I bet you can’t put your hand on your heart and say you don’t. Whoever’s lying is a puppy. Go on, you say it!"

"You’re the puppy!" Wang Luyao said, reaching out to tickle Nangong Xue. The two of them collapsed into a fit of giggles.

Xiao Yufei just smiled and shook her head. "He’s probably busy with important things right now. We’d only be disturbing him if we called."

Wang Luyao looked at Xiao Yufei with a grin. "Sister Yufei, do you miss Ye Feng?"

A blush crept onto Xiao Yufei’s face, but she didn’t hide her feelings. "He’s our man. Of course we miss him."

The words had barely left her lips when a sinister voice echoed from the doorway. "Missing a man, are you? Then allow me to satisfy all of you!"

No sooner had he spoken than the door was kicked open, and a middle-aged man in a Tang suit strode into the room.

Nangong Xue flew into a rage at the sight of the man. "Who the hell do you think you are, causing trouble at Wind Chasing Group? Are you looking for a death wish?"

Then she bellowed toward the door, "Guards!"

In an instant, a group of people rushed in.

The man in the lead was none other than Ouyang Nan, the head of the Dragon King Pavilion’s Imperial Capital branch.

Nangong Xue pointed at the middle-aged man and ordered coldly, "Squad Leader Ouyang, get this piece of trash out of my sight!"

Ouyang Nan nodded. He stared at the intruder’s back and said in a cold voice, "To cause trouble at the Wind Chasing Group... If you have a death wish, I’ll be happy to grant it."

With that, he charged, appearing behind the middle-aged man in a flash. He raised his right fist and brought it down ferociously toward the man’s heart from behind.