Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law

"Why are you all looking at me like that? Don't be superstitious. Picking tiles in Mahjong actually relies heavily on belief. For those of you whose skills are shallow and beliefs are lacking, just shout it out loud when picking tiles!" Chu Feifei saw Nangong Qingcheng and Bai Zhiqing looked at each other, and thought they didn't believe her words, so she immediately added.

"Ahem, Fei'er, this method might work for you, but it might not be suitable for us…" Bai Zhiqing said with an awkward smile.

"Who says that? It's suitable for everyone! Just watch me!"

At this point, another round had already started. Chu Feifei was one tile away from winning; she truly shouted "self-pick" a few times. Her voice was melodic and dynamic, causing Nangong Qingcheng and Bai Zhiqing's faces to flush, though she herself didn't notice — then she briskly slammed the tile onto the table. By coincidence, it was exactly the nine-dot tile she was waiting for. Feeling even more triumphant, she added: "See, it's a self-pick, right? This is the power of faith."

Nangong Qingcheng and Bai Zhiqing clicked their tongues in wonder, could there really be such magic? Were they just overthinking it?

Right then, the two girls felt somewhat tempted and actually started imitating Chu Feifei, tentatively saying "self-pick" as they began the next round...

Watching the two beauties of Heavenly Fragrance and National Beauty act so childish, naively believing Chu Feifei's nonsense, Jiang Feng was completely speechless. After a while, even the shrewd Zhang Qinyao started shouting too, making Jiang Feng unable to stay in the room any longer.

"You all keep playing; I'm going out for a walk."

...

Jiang Feng arrived at the beach. Seeing it was late at night, and quiet with no one around, he started practicing "Devouring Sky Demon Technique."

On this vast sea, he could finally let loose and perform the cultivation technique without any restraint.

Within a hundred-meter radius in front of him, the blue sea instantly turned black!

A large sea fish that was searching for food just a second ago, now within seconds, was completely lifeless!

Not just the sea fish; the same scene happened sequentially to fish, crabs, seaweed, shrimps, and other marine life!

A stretch of the sea surface seemed to play a symphony of death!

Strands of black gas, invisible to the naked eye, transformed from their life energy, rapidly absorbed into Jiang Feng's body, greatly replenishing his primordial qi and making his true qi more abundant.

"Hmm?"

Just as Jiang Feng finished absorbing from this section of the sea, he suddenly noticed a graceful silhouette bending over on the distant beach, picking something.

In the moonlight, her figure appeared a bit thin, walking barefoot with delicate steps, leaving a trail of dainty footprints behind. Occasionally she would stop, crouch in the shallow seawater, sift through the sand pit with her small hands, and then pick up something to put in a plastic bag she carried.

Jiang Feng recognized it was Liu Shiyuan and walked over curiously.

"Jiang… Brother Jiang?"

Liu Shiyuan heard Jiang Feng's footsteps and looked up in surprise, not expecting Jiang Feng to be here!

At this moment, she was very embarrassed, feeling like a little thief caught by Jiang Feng, and hurriedly hid her hands behind her — but she wasn't actually a thief, just picking up things from the beach, making her look uneasy and awkward.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I'm picking this…" Liu Shiyuan's face was flushed crimson, ashamedly bringing back the plastic bag to show Jiang Feng.

"Shells?" Jiang Feng was even more puzzled; she came out of the villa saying she was going for a walk on the beach but ended up picking shells?

"Yes…" Liu Shiyuan was really embarrassed because even if they were shells, they belonged to the Chu Family; she hadn't informed Chu Feifei before coming out to pick them up, so she felt quite embarrassed.

"What are you picking shells for?" Jiang Feng asked, perplexed.

"I read in a book that if you pick fresh shells, dry them for a few days, grind them into powder, and drink them with water, you can cure my dad's illness. It's a folk remedy." As Liu Shiyuan spoke, her eyes turned red, remembering her father who was gravely ill.

"What's your father sick with?" Jiang Feng actually always knew about Liu Shiyuan's father's illness, but he never asked. Seeing Liu Shiyuan's tearful expression, he thought to ask now.

"Uremia, late stage…" Liu Shiyuan's eyes were completely red. If she wasn't biting her lip, the next second seemed she would burst into tears.

Jiang Feng frowned. Uremia is a stubborn disease, impossible to cure with modern medical methods, and at the late stage, it basically meant death was imminent, just prepare for the aftermath.

"Wasn't it caught early, how come it was only discovered at the late stage?" Jiang Feng asked again.

"My dad didn't think anything of it early on, believing it was just an ordinary illness… Later, he didn't want to see a doctor, because we don't have money…" Liu Shiyuan almost buried her head in her chest; despite trying to hold back, her voice was thick with sobs, a feeling of despair and reluctance over her father's impending death.

"So, you've even thought of this method?" Jiang Feng sighed. He really wanted to tell Liu Shiyuan this method wasn't reliable, crushed shells can't cure uremia, that folk remedies are all scams — but seeing Liu Shiyuan on the brink of tears, he didn't have the heart to tell her.

"Brother Jiang, don't tell Fei'er, I'll put these shells back…" The timid Liu Shiyuan truly felt inferior and frightened, fearing Jiang Feng would tell Chu Feifei, who might then have an opinion of her. She hadn't had many friends, and now that Chu Feifei and Nangong Qingcheng sincerely treated her as a close sister, she cherished this friendship a lot.

"Put them back for what, I'll help you pick them." Jiang Feng was increasingly unwilling to puncture that lie and instead bent over, helping Liu Shiyuan pick shells together.

"Brother Jiang…" Liu Shiyuan was stunned, and after realizing, tears completely welled her eyes, watching Jiang Feng in disbelief, then wiped her disgraced tears harshly with the back of her white hand.

"There are many rocks in the sea, move towards the shore a bit, don't cut your feet." Jiang Feng just bent down to pick shells and didn't say anything more.

Under the moonlight, a man and a woman were childishly picking up shells on the beach, the ebb and flow constructing a picturesque and enduring scene.

"Damn, having power is really amazing, watching both the pot and the bowl, turns out Liu Shiyuan is also one of his girls!"

Behind a big rock, Zhou Zikun, who had just strolled to this place, watched that scene, feeling both sorrowful and envious.

At this moment, he fully realized: even after suffering such a huge loss, he would never be enemies with Jiang Feng again! He wanted to learn from his father and do everything possible to make amends with Jiang Feng!

As for Chu Feifei, he didn't even dare think about her. Jiang Feng was someone who could make all wealthy second-generation heirs kneel, competing against him for a woman would be courting death!!