"After Feng Tingliu led them out of the glacier, he told them his purpose, including the construction of Liudu City and the matters of the New and Old Evil Cults. Among those disciples, eighty percent were willing to follow him, and the remaining twenty percent promised not to return to their sects."
Feng Che finished telling the story, couldn't help showing a bit of a nostalgic expression, took a sip of wine, and continued, "At that time, Feng Tingliu was in his most energetic and confident years. He established Liudu City and gathered a group of people who could no longer gain a foothold in the martial arts world, earning everyone's trust."
Yu Chi Feng listened and also felt somewhat emotional. He didn't expect that such things had happened at the beginning of the establishment of Liudu City, nor did he expect that there were still these dark sides hidden in the shadows of the martial arts sects.
"What exactly did those elders do?" Yu Chi Feng pursued.
"It's simple. They colluded with the old faction of the Evil Cult, pretended to have succeeded in suppressing the demons, and since then turned a blind eye to their evil deeds. In this way, the sects gained honor, and the Evil Cult had no obstacles. To put it bluntly, the elders of the sects never really wanted to subdue the Evil Cult." Feng Che spread out his hands, "Not to mention, many sects even have interests with the Evil Cult."
Yu Chi Feng frowned. He guessed that there might be some unclean places within the martial arts sects, but he didn't expect them to do such harmful things.
"So, Xia Yi is also a victim of the collusion between the Huashan Sect and the Evil Cult..."
"That's exactly the case. Those major sects are really unexpected." Feng Che sneered, picked up the wine jar and tried to fill the wine cup again, but nothing came out. He sighed, put down the jar, and said, "Oh, by the way, among the twenty percent of people who were not willing to follow Feng Tingliu to establish Liudu City, there were still a few disobedient disciples who tried to return to their sects."
"Well? What happened to them later."
"I don't know." Feng Che shrugged and suddenly stood up. Those eyes full of the smell of alcohol looked at him with a smile, and suddenly said, "Because, they never appeared again."
Not appearing again, what does it mean?
All the answers point to the dark sides within those sects.
Those sect elders would definitely not leave these disciples who are harmful to them, just like Xia Yi. As long as they are dealt with secretly, no one will know those secrets.
Yu Chi Feng felt a mix of emotions in his heart. He watched Feng Che leave the table and walk towards the door, and he quickly paid for the wine and followed.
"Why did you tell me these things." Yu Chi Feng quickly caught up and walked beside Feng Che.
"Why?" Feng Che narrowed his eyes, "Naturally, someone hopes that I tell these to you. Of course, perhaps he doesn't hope that I tell you in such detail, but I think these are very important to you."
Yu Chi Feng was stunned. Although he knew that all this was instructed by Feng Tingliu, he still felt that there was a deeper meaning in Feng Che's words.
Between the words, the two had already walked to the road in front of the Feng Mansion. It was very quiet here, leaving the noise of the street behind.
"This is indeed very important to me. I have never deeply understood the young master..."
"That's not the case." Feng Che suddenly stopped, turned to Yu Chi Feng, the drunkenness in his eyes completely disappeared, and what remained was a shrewd look like a fox that could perceive everything.
Yu Chi Feng had a premonition, and he couldn't help straightening his back. His gaze involuntarily drifted to the Feng Mansion building beside him.
"That is..."
"You know exactly what you should do, the Hall Master of the Beilong Hall."
Meanwhile, inside the Feng Mansion.
Feng Tingliu suddenly woke up in a burst of pain.
He suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, tightly grasped the sheet with one hand, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat due to the pain.
"Oh, you are willing to open your eyes." Yu Ji's voice suddenly sounded in Feng Tingliu's ear.
Feng Tingliu turned his head and saw Yu Ji holding an exceptionally long silver needle, not knowing what she was gesturing. Even Feng Tingliu couldn't help frowning at this scene.
"How long have I been asleep?" Feng Tingliu asked in a hoarse voice.
"Five days. If you didn't wake up, Yu Chi Feng would almost have died with you." Yu Ji wiped the obviously just-used silver needle clean, put it away, and said casually.
"Where is he?"
"Can you not ask about him as soon as you wake up? It was me who saved your life!" Yu Ji pretended to be dissatisfied and said angrily, "Feng Che pulled him to drink not long ago, and he should be back soon."
Hearing this, Feng Tingliu was stunned for a moment, turned to look at the top of the bed, and was silent for a while before saying in a trance, "Is that so."
"He has been guarding by your bedside for a full five days. Let him rest. Now that you're awake, I'm going back." Yu Ji carried the medicine chest on her back, straightened her skirt, and was about to walk out.
"Wait." Feng Tingliu suddenly spoke, stopping Yu Ji, "Call Qin Qichao in."
Yu Chi Feng looked at Feng Che in shock, his heart shaking violently. For a moment, hundreds of possibilities flashed through his mind, and he even took half a step back, ready for a battle.
But Feng Che just smiled, spread out his hands, showing that he had no hostility.
"Sure enough, you have regained your memory. Don't panic, I have no hostility."
"How do you know?" Yu Chi Feng remained vigilant. Suddenly, a possibility flashed through his mind, "Could it be that the young master also..."
"The loss of your memory was caused by Yu Ji's Gu worm. Generally, Gu worms are divided into child Gu and mother Gu. When the child Gu in your brain dies, the mother Gu cannot be completely unaware." Feng Che shrugged and explained.
"So that's it..." Yu Chi Feng lowered his eyes and thought deeply. His mind was filled with complicated thoughts, and he was stunned for a moment, "The young master already knows."
"Yes, he has known everything from the beginning, including what you are thinking now, he knows it all."
Thinking of this, Yu Chi Feng couldn't help feeling a bit lost.
"Does the young master want me to leave Liudu City?"
Hearing him ask this, Feng Che couldn't help laughing, "You really have been trained by Feng Tingliu into a good dog."
At first glance, these words don't seem like something good, but both of them know that the fact is just like what is said in the words.
A wild wolf fighting outside was tamed by Feng Tingliu into a watchdog.
Now, it's time for the master to let the wolf return to the mountains.
"Feng Tingliu didn't say that." Feng Che said again, "But as Feng Tingliu's... well, guardian, I only have one expectation."
"What?" Yu Chi Feng looked up at him.
"I hope Feng Tingliu can survive." Feng Che's expression suddenly became serious, "Whether it's the reason for him to survive, or the people who prevent him from surviving. Both you and I must do something."
Yu Chi Feng repeatedly thought about the meaning of Feng Che's words and understood why Feng Che told him about Feng Tingliu's past.
Just like Liudu City is built between the Evil Cult and the Imperial City, spanning both the black and white sides. Only Yu Chi Feng, who understands both black and white at the same time, can do things that others won't do.
For Feng Tingliu, and also for this martial arts world.
"I understand." Yu Chi Feng's voice was low, filled with complex emotions.
Just at this moment, Yu Chi Feng suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure running out of the Feng Mansion.
He looked up and saw Qin Qichao running towards the Jianya Pool.
Without Feng Tingliu's order, why would Qin Qichao have something to go to the Jianya Pool? Yu Chi Feng immediately realized and hurriedly rushed towards the Feng Mansion.
"Oh dear." Feng Che looked at Yu Chi Feng's back, shook his head helplessly, put his hands behind his head, humming a tune as he slowly walked into the Feng Mansion.
Yu Chi Feng rushed into the courtyard, stood at the door to calm his breathing, and then knocked on the door.
"Come in."
The familiar voice carried a hint of weakness, making Yu Chi Feng feel heartache. After getting permission, he pushed the door open and saw Feng Tingliu who was leaning on the bed and reading a book.
Feng Tingliu had just recovered from a serious illness, his face was pale with a sickly color, and his originally rosy lips had also lost their color.
"Young master, you're finally awake." Yu Chi Feng closed the door, walked to the bedside with light steps, "Does the wound still hurt? Are there any discomfort? Do you want to eat or drink something?"
"Noisy." Feng Tingliu's forehead twitched, and he slapped the book in his hand on Yu Chi Feng, interrupting his endless chatter out of concern.
Yu Chi Feng quickly closed his mouth, holding the book, not knowing what to do.
He just knew that Feng Tingliu already knew that he had regained his memory, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say or do.
But Feng Tingliu didn't mention this matter. He just glanced at him indifferently, took back his book.
"Pour me some water."
"Okay!"
Yu Chi Feng received the order and quickly went to pour hot water, and then cooled it to a suitable temperature before handing it to Feng Tingliu.
Feng Tingliu slowly drank the water to moisten his throat, and his pale lips finally regained some color.
After a while, Feng Tingliu put down the water cup, licked his moist lips, and then looked up at Yu Chi Feng who looked anxious.
"My injury is no longer a problem." Feng Tingliu said lightly, patted the bedside, indicating Yu Chi Feng to sit down.
He felt his neck hurt from looking up.
Yu Chi Feng quickly sat by the bed, looked at the several places on Feng Tingliu's body that were bandaged, pursed his lips, "Young master always says it's nothing, but if there is a really big problem, how would you tell me. Even the headache. If I hadn't barged into the room, I'm afraid I would never know."
Yu Chi Feng thought of what Feng Che had told him, and his heart ached again.
Feng Tingliu found it funny and curved his lips, "Why are you feeling wronged? I didn't deliberately hide it from you."
Feng Tingliu said this without blushing or a beating heart, as if it wasn't him who endured the pain for a whole night and finally fainted.
Yu Chi Feng couldn't help holding Feng Tingliu's cold hand and rubbing it in his palm.
"If only I could share the pain for the young master..."
"Don't talk nonsense."
"Well, it's also good that the young master can't soak in the Jianya Pool for a whole day anymore."
Mentioning this, Feng Tingliu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "No, the final work of that weapon has been completed. Just wait for three days, and the result will be seen."
After three days, everything can be settled.
"The weapon forged by the young master must be of the highest quality." Yu Chi Feng sincerely praised.
"You haven't seen it yet, and you're already flattering?" Feng Tingliu laughed, pulled his hand out of Yu Chi Feng's palm, and threw the folding fan by his pillow into his arms when he felt disappointed, "Yu Ji doesn't allow ice in the room. It's so hot."
"It's not good for the young master's injury if you like the cold too much." Yu Chi Feng's eyes lit up immediately, unfolded the fan, and gently fanned for him.
The breeze blew, and Feng Tingliu comfortably lay back on the bed, gradually feeling sleepy and falling asleep against Yu Chi Feng's body.
Seeing that he slept comfortably, Yu Chi Feng also felt relieved.
Everything seemed to return to the past - except for the heavy concerns in the hearts of the two.