OBS Chapter 979 Why Are You Leaving?
Chapter 979 Why Are You Leaving?
Lin Feng said.
"I've heard a lot about you. You said this is your home?"
"Yes, the lord of this city is my nephew, Pu Liubao."
Lin Feng sighed in his heart, it turns out that every family has a hidden sect as a backer.
Lin Feng nodded: "Okay, just find me a map, don't make it public, it's best not to let anyone know."
Puliu Dongqu was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly.
"In that case, Mr. Shu, please wait a moment."
After saying that, he turned around and abruptly disappeared into the corner of the study.
Lin Feng suppressed the twisting of the broken sword and the blood-thirsty impulse in his body. He frowned and looked carefully at the place where Pu Liu Dong Qu was standing. He vaguely saw a secret door in the corner of the wall.
No wonder I didn’t feel anything when I came in. It turns out I came in through the secret door.
Lin Feng turned around and continued to look at the map hanging on the wall. Although he couldn't understand the words, some of the drawings were similar.
The cities are just similar in appearance, and their directions of east, south, west and north should also be the same.
Changzhi Prefecture is right next to the sea, there is no doubt about that. Then several prefectures along the coast are marked on the map.
Not much time passed before Puliu Dongqu emerged from the secret door with a scroll in his hand.
"Mr. Shu, this is the map of the seven prefectures in the southeastern region of Dazong. Please take a look."
Lin Feng reached out and took the map, unfolded it and took a look.
Sure enough, the map was marked with large text and looked simple and clear.
"Haha, thank you very much. If you come to Kunyu Mountain in the future, I will definitely treat you well."
"Mr. Shu, you are too polite. It is our sect's duty to help each other."
"Well, goodbye."
"Take care, Mr. Shu."
After Lin Feng bowed, he turned around and strode out of the study, passed the corridor, walked through the garden, left the City Lord's Mansion, and went straight to Duan Yiwei's residence.
At this time, Duan Yiwei was having a secret conversation with his son Duan Xing.
"Xing'er, Dad has found a master who can take you out of Changzhi Prefecture and live in the eight prefectures of Zhenxi under the control of the Zhenxi Army. Go pack your luggage."
Duan Xing stood there motionless, with a sad face.
"Father, I'm following the Young City Lord and am about to gain power. How can I leave now?"
"Bullshit, what do you mean by that? They don't even treat us as human beings. In their eyes, the lives of our clan members are not as good as a dog's."
Duan Yiwei said angrily.
Duan Xing shrank his neck.
"Dad, the Young City Lord called my name today and asked me to fight in the arena and practice the Waterfall Blade Technique."
Duan Yiwei waved his hand and said, "Stop talking. Go pack your things. They will come and take you out of the city later."
Duan Xing fell to his knees.
"Dad, the Young City Lord really thinks highly of me. He even let me practice the Waterfall Blade Technique and often finds people to spar with me..."
Duan just stared with his eyes wide open.
"You...we are from a prominent clan. Look around, how many of those from the prominent clan in the city are still alive? How are those who are still alive living?"
Duan Xing has become possessed and believes that his young city lord is a hero, treating him as a close confidant.
"Father, can you let me go and say goodbye to the Young City Lord?"
"Say goodbye to your mother."
Duan started cursing angrily.
Once people know that Duan Xing is leaving, there will be no way they will let you live.
"I just want to ask you one question, are you leaving or not?"
Seeing that his father was really angry, Duan Xing didn't dare to disobey and could only nod.
"Okay, okay, Dad, don't be angry. I can leave now. I'll go pack my things right away."
After saying that, he turned and slipped away.
Duan Yiwei finally calmed down his anger a little, and told the two serving women to prepare the ingredients so that he could cook a few dishes himself.
One is to ask Lin Feng to take care of his son, and the other is to say goodbye to his son. The hope of seeing him again in this life is very slim.
The meal was ready and Lin Feng came back.
Cheng Yue was very excited that Lin Feng did not abandon her.
Duan Yiwei invited the two of them and sat at the same table with his son.
He personally poured a glass of wine for Lin Feng, then held it in his hand, looked at Lin Feng, and sighed.
"Hey, brother, my name is Duan Yiwei, and this is my son Duan Xing. I don't know your full name yet."
Lin Feng smiled and said, "My name is Shu Fengting."
He didn't dare reveal his real name, perhaps to help Duan Yiwei live longer.
"Okay, Brother Shu, I'll leave my son Duan Xing in your care. You're a master, and I can see that. I can't thank you enough for your kindness. Perhaps I'll have a chance to repay Brother Shu's kindness in this life."
He spoke so sadly that Duan Xing couldn't help himself.
"Dad, I'm living well here, why do I have to go with him?"
"You bastard, do you want to piss your father off to death?"
Duan Xing lowered his head and said nothing.
Lin Fengze picked up the dish and ate it. After just one bite, he was surprised to find that the dish was indeed delicious.
"Brother Duan's cooking skills are indeed superb. This dish tastes so delicious. This is the first time I have ever tasted such delicious food."
Duan Yiwei was somewhat proud: "This is a craft passed down from our ancestors. It's a pity that this kid doesn't learn it. I guess the inheritance will be broken when it comes to me."
"Yeah, what a pity, what a pity."
"Eat more, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it again in the future."
Four people sat at a table, eating and drinking in silence, each thinking about their own things.
City Lord's Mansion.
Puliu Dongqu was in the study of the city lord Puliubao, and after seeing Lin Feng off, he was lost in thought alone.
He felt that Lin Feng's youthfulness was not pretended, but was truly youthful.
This made him begin to doubt Lin Feng's identity.
It is said that Shu Fengting of Kunyu Mountain is a middle to high-level disciple and would definitely not be so young.
Moreover, everyone knows that Shu Fengting's mother, Shu Qin, is already eighty years old.
Lin Feng looks to be in his twenties.
This doesn't make any sense at all.
Puliu Dongqu was famous for Kunyu Mountain and did not dare to act rashly. After two conversations and close observation, he felt that Lin Feng was definitely not Shu Fengting.
Just as he was thinking about it, the city lord Pu Liu rushed in.
"Uncle, what are you thinking about?"
He saw Puliu Dongqu sitting there blankly, ignoring everyone, and couldn't help but ask.
Puliu Dongqu recovered and told his nephew what had happened.
Pu Liubao laughed: "Uncle, this is not difficult. Let me find a few experts to test it out."
Pu Liu Dong Qu shook his head: "How can a secular master test the disciples of a hidden sect?"
"Uncle, is the gap that big?"
"Yes, it's bigger than that."
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Pu Liu Dong Qu pondered for a moment and said, "How about this? I'll write a letter and you send someone to deliver it urgently. I'll follow him and leave a mark. When the time comes..."
Pu Liubao clapped his hands and said, "Uncle is indeed wise and sensible. He didn't let us fall into his trap and suffer a setback."
"It's not that I'll suffer a loss, but my reputation will be ruined. A disciple of a hidden sect was deceived by a liar. Where can I put my face?"
As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper and began to write a letter.
He wanted to send a letter to the sect and send a few disciples over to test Lin Feng. If it was true, he would kneel down and apologize.
If it's fake, just take it and vent your anger.
If someone dared to deceive the backer of the Puliu family, wouldn't that bring shame to the entire family?
After Lin Feng had eaten and drunk his fill, he agreed with Duan Yiwei to leave the city at 3:00 AM the next day and leave Changzhi Prefecture as soon as possible.