Lin Feng and Huang Shilan returned to Moonfall City. As soon as they arrived, the old Marshal Huang Tianfeng hurried over after hearing about the incident. Seeing Lin Feng and Huang Shilan return together, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Young Master Lin!"
Faced with Lin Feng, the old Marshal did not dare to act superior. He stood up and gave a slight bow to Lin Feng, who quickly supported the old Marshal.
This was Huang Shilanâs grandfather, and Huang Shilan was his woman. How could he possibly bear the courtesy of an elder?
Of course, the old Marshal did not yet know about the ambiguous relationship between Lin Feng and his granddaughter Huang Shilan.
"Old Marshal, Shilan and I are friends, so you donât have to be so formal." Lin Feng said with a smile.
The old Marshal was also a straightforward person and invited Lin Feng to the parlor for a chat, while Huang Shilan went to the military camp to visit the injured.
Lin Feng and the old Marshal walked towards the parlor, surrounded by an entourage.
"Lin Feng! Long time no see!"
When Huang Lingâer saw Lin Feng, her voice was faint, her eyes resentful.
Lin Feng said, "How have you been lately?".
Huang Lingâer said, "Donât you know whether I am well or not?".
Hearing Huang Lingâerâs words, Lin Fengâs eyebrow twitched slightly. He had a feeling that Huang Lingâer might have already suspected that it was he who saved her back then.
Those around them looked at Lin Feng and Huang Lingâer curiously; indeed, there was something rather peculiar about their conversation.
The old Marshal Huang said, "Lingâer, this girl is also making us proud, having joined a great sect like the Bixia Sect for cultivation."
"Yes, with diligent cultivation, the future will surely be very promising." Lin Feng smiled.
He did not engage in much more conversation with Huang Lingâer, then proceeded with the old Marshal into the parlor to reminisce.
In the evening, the old Marshal hosted a banquet to entertain Lin Feng.
After the banquet dispersed, Lin Feng noticed the displeasure on Huang Shilanâs face and said, "Are you grieving for the fallen soldiers?".
Huang Shilan nodded sorrowfully, saying, "If it werenât for me, they wouldnât have died so tragically. Such young lives, fully four or five thousand people, killed in an instant. In the eyes of those powerful ones, are human lives really like ants?".
Lin Feng said, "Those who do not respect life, their lives will also not be respected. Such people often do not have good outcomes, just like Ning Xubaiâs end. Those fallen soldiers are truly pitiable, and we will not forget them, but the dead cannot be revived. The living should live better; the deceased will also have knowledge of this in the afterlife."
Huang Shilan nodded, wrapped her arms around Lin Feng, buried her head in his chest, and softly said, "I really hope I can always hold you like this, rely on you."
Lin Feng gently stroked Huang Shilanâs back.
Huang Shilan was very tired and soon fell asleep in Lin Fengâs arms.
Lin Feng looked at this woman, who appeared strong on the outside but was actually very soft inside, with some heartache.
He picked Huang Shilan up and walked towards the room.
When she woke up the next day, Huang Shilan blinked her long eyelashes and found herself lying in Lin Fengâs embrace. This embrace made her feel very warm.
"Itâs still dark, sleep a little more." Lin Feng tightened his embrace around Huang Shilanâs delicate body.
...
In the following days, Lin Feng began setting up a great array to seal Moonfall City, as it was unknown how many experts the Ancient Ning Family would send, so arranging the array was extremely important. At a crucial moment, it might play a significant role.
One afternoon, when Lin Feng was taking a walk in the garden, he saw Huang Lingâer also walking.
Huang Lingâer looked at Lin Feng with a face full of resentment, as if Lin Feng had abandoned her after a fling.
Lin Feng nodded in greeting and then continued to walk forward.
Huang Lingâer stopped and said, "I know it was you that night, right?".
"Thatâs right!".
Lin Feng nodded; he did not deny it. Lin Feng was not a person who liked to lie, and in any case, there was nothing worth hiding about this matter.
Huang Lingâer bit her red lip, saying, "When I saw your back, I had some doubts, but I wasnât sure until I saw you here in Moonfall City a few days ago. Why did you leave after saving me? Do I really make you dislike me so much?".
As she spoke, Huang Lingâer felt more and more wronged, and tears instantly flowed down.
The thing Lin Feng feared most was seeing women cry. He quickly said, "Donât cry, otherwise people might think Iâve done something terrible to you."
"People might see? Are you afraid Huang Shilan will see?". Huang Lingâer said with a cold smile.
Lin Feng said, "Since you already know my relationship with your sister, you shouldnât have too much contact with me."
"I met you first...". Huang Lingâer said, biting her lip.
"In matters of emotion, who met whom first doesnât matter at all!". Lin Feng said.
Huang Shilan gave Lin Feng a hateful look and then quickly walked away.
The next day, Huang Lingâer left Moonfall City and returned to her sect. Upon learning this news, Lin Feng let out a slight sigh.
Thinking about the passionate and bold Huang Lingâer, Lin Fengâs heart felt slightly in turmoil.
Ten days later.
Twelve cultivators dressed in black, wearing straw hats, like Death Gods, emerged from the Teleportation Array in Beihuang City.