Ye Feng returned to the villa and then had dinner with Hong Qingyan.

    However, during dinner, Hong Qingyan kept her head down and didn''t speak, appearing to be in a rather poor mood.

    Ye Feng set down his chopsticks and asked, "What''s the matter, Qingyan, you seem to be troubled?"

    Hong Qingyan was startled for a moment, then gave a wry smile and said, "Big Brother Ye, actually, there''s something that has been weighing on my mind for a long time, but I don''t know how to tell you."

    Ye Feng quietly watched her, watched this girl whose heart was as pure as the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, pale from illness yet with a pitiable grace that only made her more endearing.

    "What''s our relationship, you can speak your mind without hesitation," Ye Feng said with a slight smile.

    As the Northern Border King, he rarely smiled, and it was only in front of Hong Qingyan that he would put aside his kingly demeanor.

    Hong Qingyan mustered up her courage and said, "Big Brother Ye, I know you are no ordinary man, especially given the events of this period that have further proven your extraordinary background. And me, not only am I crippled but also frequently ill. Sometimes I feel that following you, I am just a burden."

    To Ye Feng''s surprise, he asked back, "How are you a burden? You take care of me day to day, if not for your care, how would I, a man with a broken leg, manage my life?"

    "But..." Hong Qingyan wanted to say more, yet suddenly didn''t know what to add.

    Ye Feng reached out, touched her head, and said with a chuckle, "Everyone has different abilities. If you feel that taking care of these daily chores is boring and trivial, then from now on, I''ll find something else for you to do, how about that?"

    "No, I don''t find it boring or trivial, it''s just that someone as extraordinary as you might find a cripple like me inadequate. In fact, I know that the Pang Family wanted to send you several young and beautiful female assistants to take better care of you."

    By the end of her sentence, Hong Qingyan''s voice was almost too low to hear.

    Ye Feng couldn''t help but laugh, saying irritably, "So it''s about that. The Pang Family may mean well, but I already declined. Besides, all the beauty in the world combined couldn''t compare to one smile from you."

    Hong Qingyan didn''t respond, just stared blankly at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with emotion and gratitude.

    "Big Brother Ye, you''re really kind. In fact, you''re a good person, not at all like what people say about you," Hong Qingyan said before continuing to eat her meal with her head down.

    Ye Feng shook his head with a smile and then said no more.

    Meanwhile, Cui Hao and the others still wandering on the road finally received a reply from the Yin Family.

    "Sure enough, Young Master Murong Qinglong of the Gusu Murong Family really did get one of his arms broken by that Ye guy, and also one of the martial instructors from the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan was said to have been carried out when he left!"

    He was Murong Zhantian, titled as the greatest expert in the Jiangnan Province, and a Huajin Grandmaster!

    The several core higher-ups of the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan naturally did not dare to say much and had to stop.

    The steward went straight to Murong Zhantian and whispered a few words into his ear.

    "What did you say?"

    Murong Zhantian immediately raised his thick grey eyebrows and shouted angrily, "Who has such audacity to break my grandson''s arm, rendering him incapable of practicing martial arts for the rest of his life, and even maimed the martial instructor?"

    The steward replied softly, "It was a young man named Ye Feng."

    "A young man? What is his background, have you found out?" barked Murong Zhantian.

    "We have checked, but can''t determine the specifics just yet. We only roughly know that this person is the son-in-law of the Hong Family of Jiangdu. This person sits in a wheelchair, and by all appearances, is a cripple; he is always followed by a Grandmaster. Based on preliminary inferences, he is very likely from one of the Aristocratic Clan Gates in the Imperial Capital," the steward reported.

    "A young master from an Imperial Capital Aristocratic Clan Gate, impossible!" Find more to read at empire

    Murong Zhantian suddenly stood up and said through gritted teeth, "Those Aristocratic Clan Gates in the Imperial Capital, every reputable one, I''m well aware of, and there is no one with a severed leg or a cripple among their direct lineage. What''s more, even if there were, if he came to Jiangnan, we would be informed so as to take good care of him."

    The steward asked, "What does the old master imply?"

    Murong Zhantian slowly narrowed his eyes and said word by word, "I only have this one precious grandson, and someone dared to cripple him, destroying his ability to practice martial arts for life. This is practically the same as cutting off the roots of my Gusu Murong Family. I, as the Alliance Hierarch, must make him pay the price regardless of his background!"

    The steward asked, "Then old master, shall I return to the family and bring some of our top experts to deal with that young man..."

    "No need!"

    Murong Zhantian suddenly interrupted with a gesture, snorting coldly, "Since this youngster also incapacitated the martial instructor, this matter is not only a family affair of the Murong Family, but it also involves the Martial Alliance."

    At this point, a robust middle-aged man sitting on the lower left asked, "May I ask the Alliance Hierarch, who is so blind as to provoke and anger you, sir?"

    Murong Zhantian turned his head to look at him, sighed deeply, and then roughly explained the situation of Murong Qinglong being crippled.

    "This is utterly outrageous; truly, utterly outrageous! That Ye surname boy is far too arrogant; he even dared to harm Young Master Murong. This is utterly lawless!"

    The Martial Alliance high-level member who had spoken earlier stood up abruptly, exclaiming, "Alliance Hierarch, just say the word, and I will take people to bring that boy back!"