Yu Chi Feng brought Feng Tingliu to the main hall once again.
The people of the North Dragon Hall had gotten used to Feng Tingliu's presence, but today, the way they looked at him was rather strange. Their gazes shifted between Yu Chi Feng and Feng Tingliu, and then they began to whisper among themselves, discussing something unknown.
Yu Chi Feng sat in the main seat, his brows tightly knitted. He suddenly slapped the table, causing everyone to tremble.
"Be quiet!"
Facing Yu Chi Feng, the hall master, the people still felt a sense of fear and quieted down.
Yu Chi Feng looked around and, seeing that everyone had stopped making a commotion, he began to speak: "How did the team searching for the Cold Dragon Hall master go?"
"According to the intelligence that was sent back, they are close to the target. Currently, our people have stopped in the village outside the base of the Flame Dragon Hall, and the Cold Dragon Hall master seems to have appeared nearby as well." A subordinate stepped forward to report.
"Has she not contacted the people of the Flame Dragon Hall again?" Yu Chi Feng asked.
"No signs of that for now. The people of the Flame Dragon Hall have also been very quiet recently, not like their usual style."
Perhaps it was due to the changes in the imperial court that made the people of the Flame Dragon HallDon't dare act rashly.
Yu Chi Feng stroked his chin, turned to look at Feng Tingliu, and asked, "What does City Lord Feng think?"
"Liudu City will be supported by me personally with my men." Feng Tingliu casually leaned back in the chair, supporting his head with one hand, and spoke slowly.
"Oh? The city lord is going to lead the troops in person?" Yu Chi Feng immediately became vigilant, looking at Feng Tingliu and asking in a deep voice.
Feng Tingliu glanced at him, curved his lips, and said, "Why not?"
Their eyes met, and a different kind of spark seemed toWipe Out in the air, suppressing the surrounding atmosphere. No one dared to speak.
The subordinates looked at each other, not knowing why the two suddenly started to argue. But they soon remembered the recent rumors, and the looks they gave the two had a somewhat different flavor.
Yu Chi Feng pursed his lips and moved his gaze away from Feng Tingliu. He didn't dwell on this matter for too long and continued to ask, "What is the situation with the private soldiers in the northwest?"
"Well... It's still the same. There's no movement for now." The reporting subordinate lowered his voice, afraid of provoking Yu Chi Feng at this moment.
After a meeting, everyone had their own thoughts, but it passed peacefully.
The moment Yu Chi Feng announced the end of the meeting, everyone let out a sigh of relief.
As the two got up and were about to walk out, Yu Chi Feng was suddenly stopped by Qi Cheng.
"Hall master! There's a problem with the funds..." Qi Cheng held the account book, looking at Yu Chi Feng hesitantly, and then at Feng Tingliu.
Yu Chi Feng was just about to say that there was no need to worry about Feng Tingliu when he heard Feng Tingliu casually say, "I'm going back first."
Yu Chi Feng was stunned upon hearing this. Before he could stop him, he saw Feng Tingliu walk out of the main hall and head in the direction of his residence. And the gazes of the people followed him, each one filled with curiosity.
Yu Chi Feng pursed his lips, turned to look at Qi Cheng, and said with an ugly expression, "Speak quickly."
Qi Cheng's hands holding the account book were trembling, but he still reported some problems to Yu Chi Feng tremblingly. Although Yu Chi Feng had an unpleasant expression, he was still patient and steady when dealing with the problems. With just a few words, he solved the problems and hurriedly turned to leave.
"Hall master!" Qi Cheng, not afraid of death, stopped him again.
"What else?" When Yu Chi Feng turned back, his brows were tightly knitted, and his expression was terrifying as if he were going to eat a child. But if one looked carefully, one could see a bit of resentment in that expression.
Qi Cheng stammered for a long time and then looked up at his comrades. Seeing that they were all blinking at him, as if encouraging him, he suddenly gained confidence.
"Well... Hall master... Do we need to prepare some betrothal gifts in advance... The betrothal gifts that Liudu City wants are probably very expensive!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell silent.
The comrades also became flustered.
They did indeed want to hear some gossip, but they didn't expect you to ask so directly!
That's the hall master! How dare you ask about the betrothal gifts so directly!
Yu Chi Feng was also stunned upon hearing this, and the displeasure on his face dissipated. He turned to look at his frightened yet curious subordinates, and in a trance, he seemed to understand something.
"tsk."
Yu Chi Feng suddenly clicked his tongue, causing everyone to tremble even more in fear. But then, they heard Yu Chi Feng say in a deep voice:
"Are you all idle? Go do what you should be doing! Don't worry about the betrothal gifts. I'm not without savings!"
Saying this, Yu Chi Feng took the account book and hit Qi Cheng hard on the head, threw the account book into his arms, and turned to leave.
Qi Cheng covered his forehead and shouted in pain, but suddenly stopped, looking at the others with a blank expression. And the others had the same reaction, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"What did the hall master just say?"
"I don't know, but he seems to haveBy default!"
"Sure enough! Even heroes have a weakness for beautiful women! Our hall master has a great eye. He's found such a great beauty!"
"When do you think the hall master and the City Lord Feng fell for each other? Was it in the dungeon?"
"Maybe it's because they've lived together for a long time and developed feelings over time!"
"I don't believe it! With the City Lord Feng's looks, the hall master must have fallen in love with him at first sight!"
The people of the North Dragon Hall had various speculations, but they were all excited and had a lively discussion. If it weren't for the upcoming battle, they would haveI wish I could hooked their arms around each other's shoulders and gone to a tavern to have a good drink.
In contrast, Yu Chi Feng was both anxious and angry in his heart. He walked quickly, almost running into the room.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Feng Tingliu sitting by the bed, holding the sharp Fengliu Sword in his hand, and using a handkerchief to wipe the blade.
Feng Tingliu heard the sound and looked up at him. When he met those red eyes, his anger immediately dissipated. He quietly closed the door, walked to Feng Tingliu's side, and squatted down in front of him.
"What are you doing?" Feng Tingliu glanced at him and continued to wipe the sword.
Seeing his coldness, Yu Chi Feng immediately showed a pitiful expression, like a big dog with drooping ears. He even placed his hands on Feng Tingliu's knees and looked up at him with eager eyes.
"Is the young master really going in person?" Yu Chi Feng asked softly.
"I have a long-standing grudge with that woman, and you should be clear about that." Feng Tingliu put down the handkerchief, picked up the long sword, and the sword light flashed, indicating that it was ready to draw blood.
"But you've just recovered from your injuries, and that woman is extremely vicious... I'm notrest assured..."
"Yu Chi Feng." Feng Tingliu suddenly called him in a low voice.
The Fengliu Sword flipped in Feng Tingliu's hand.
Holding the sword backward, Feng Tingliu pushed forward with the hilt, actually using it to lift Yu Chi Feng's chin and forcing his head to be raised higher.
He leaned down, and his loose long hair immediately slipped down from his shoulders, landing on Yu Chi Feng's face and then quickly slipping away, leaving a trace of itchiness.
Yu Chi Feng's gaze was intense, and his Adam's apple moved up and down. He dared not move.
"Have you forgotten my identity and your own?" Feng Tingliu narrowed his eyes, and his gaze was dangerous.
"I dare not." Yu Chi Feng said softly when he saw that he was angry.
"Do you think I'm weak and need your protection? Or are you underestimating me?"
The red eyes gathered anger, swallowing Yu Chi Feng in their gaze.
"I don't mean that..." Yu Chi Feng opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute. Ever since Feng Tingliu got out of the dungeon, he had always felt a sense of unease and even took all the blame on himself. Naturally, he wanted to protect Feng Tingliu better.
But he had overlooked that Feng Tingliu was his young master and also the City Lord Feng who built Liudu City.
"Yu Chi Feng, do you think you're very capable?" Feng Tingliu did not retract the long sword but took a step forward instead. The hard hilt pressed against Yu Chi Feng's Adam's apple, slightly exerting force and leaving a red mark.
"That's not what I meant... Young master." Yu Chi Feng reached out and held Feng Tingliu's wrist, speaking in a gentle voice, "I'm just worried about you. That feeling of being helpless when you were suffering right in front of me, I don't want to experience it a second time."
Feng Tingliu's hand holding the sword paused, and his fingertips unconsciously rubbed the hilt. He pursed his lips and frowned.
Yu Chi Feng's tone was sincere, and how could Feng Tingliu not know what he was thinking.
"The martial arts world is cruel. This is not a child's game. Our lives are hanging by a sword, never stable." Feng Tingliu's tone was heavy, but he pulled the hilt back a bit.
"I know." Seeing that he had softened, Yu Chi Feng quickly wrapped Feng Tingliu's hand and the hilt together with both hands, rubbing them while speaking gently: "But young master, in the martial arts world, swords have no eyes. If something happens to you, I will surely follow you."
Yu Chi Feng said this without hesitation, and it was not a perfunctory love word. He truly meant it.
Feng Tingliu's eyes slightly widened, meeting Yu Chi Feng's unwavering gaze. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
At this moment, Yu Chi Feng lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand. The warm lips touched his skin, bringing a heat.
"If the young master wants to go, please let me accompany you."
As Yu Chi Feng spoke, his lips rubbed against the back of Feng Tingliu's hand, causing a ticklish sensation.
Feng Tingliu pursed his lips, snorted coldly, withdrew his hand, and inserted the sword back into its sheath.
"As you wish."
Feng Tingliu stood up, placed the Fengliu Sword aside, and sat on the bed.
Seeing this, Yu Chi Feng also stood up and moved closer to him. He held Feng Tingliu's hand in his palm, as if afraid that the person would run away, and used the other hand to wrap around the person's waist.
"I was wrong. Young master, don't be angry."
"You always 'know you're wrong, but will do it again next time', and you still dare to bePoor talker." Feng Tingliu glared at him and snorted again.
Yu Chi Feng did not respond. Instead, he placed his chin on Feng Tingliu's shoulder and hugged the person into his arms.
"I'll listen to the young master. Since the battle is approaching, the young master should take more medicinal baths to recover as soon as possible."
It would have been better if Yu Chi Feng hadn't mentioned this. As soon as he did, Feng Tingliu immediately frowned.
Feng Tingliu turned around, pressed Yu Chi Feng's face to push him away, then pressed his shoulders, flipped over, and pressed the person onto the bed, straddling his abdomen. Yu Chi Feng did not dare to move and could only blink blankly, waiting to see Feng Tingliu's next move.
"Oh, recover?" Feng Tingliu sneered, raised his hand to loosen the already loose collar. His pair of red eyes looked down with a hint of angry smile, "Thanks to your medicinal bath, I'll let you see if I've really recovered."
While Yu Chi Feng was stunned, Feng Tingliu somehow untied the belt tied around his waist and used it to bind Yu Chi Feng's hands.
Yu Chi Feng moved his wrists but did not try to break free. Although the belt was strong, it was not impossible to break. But he had just made Feng Tingliu angry, so how dare he make a resisting move.
Helplessly, he could only lie flat on the bed and let Feng Tingliu do as he pleased.
But among his mixed feelings, he still said worriedly:
"Be gentle, young master... I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it..."
Feng Tingliu sneered upon hearing this andLean over down to bite Yu Chi Feng's neck.
"Then I'll wait and see."