Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

The night passed without incident, and as dawn broke, Ye Feng got up out of habit to practice his martial arts. However, after reaching the total of 105 acupoints, his cultivation speed had slowed down, and for several days he had been unable to break through even a single acupoint.

Yet Ye Feng was not in a hurry, knowing the higher he climbed, the more difficult it became. There was also the risk of deviation or even death if one was not careful, as opening acupoints was not to be taken lightly.

The most prudent method was akin to boiling a frog in warm water or the steady erosion of rock by dripping water, using the potent and vigorous Qi Force within oneself to gradually erode the acupoints until they opened one day.

Compared to other Martial Kings, Ye Feng's cultivation speed during this period was much faster. An ordinary Martial King, like the Buddha-Faced Lord he had encountered in Jiang City, probably entered the Martial King Realm thirty years ago.

Yet, despite thirty years of devoted cultivation in a secluded ancient monastery, the Buddha-Faced Lord had opened only about ten of the easiest acupoints.

In contrast, since stepping into the Martial King Realm over three months ago, Ye Feng had already successfully opened 105 acupoints. In just three months' time, his progress astonished and amazed, and he could feel that his Qi Force seemed even more potent, far stronger than other warriors of the same rank.

Because he was re-cultivating after a severe injury, his foundation was much more solid than that of other martial artists.

The morning sun streamed through the window, casting its light upon Ye Feng's rugged bronze face, revealing a kind of masculine handsomeness. If one looked closely, they would notice a faintly visible swirl of qi shrouding the top of his head.

This white swirl spun in a regular pattern, appearing quite extraordinary. At that moment, inside Ye Feng's body, the Qi Force circulated non-stop, completing a Grand Circulation and then starting anew.

Suddenly, the bedroom door was knocked, and Hong Qingyan called from outside, "Big Brother Ye, breakfast is ready."

Coincidentally, Tang Feng had just finished his Qi Circulation. He smiled slightly as he got out of bed, washed up quickly, and then they began to eat breakfast together.

Hong Qingyan had prepared the breakfast specially, and although there was a cook available, she seemed to have grown accustomed to it over the past half-year. So she didn't ask the cook to do it, and Ye Feng had also grown accustomed to her simple breakfasts.

The entire morning, the yard remained quiet. Ever since the Lord of Dongcheng, Dongfang Sheng, was annihilated, no one dared to offend them lightly. It was clear to everyone that although this former Northern Border King had been expelled from the Northern Border, he was still not to be trifled with.

The saying "a dying camel is bigger than a horse" probably meant something like this.

Just as it was getting close to noon, the sound of car horns abruptly arose from outside the yard, with several off-road vehicles roaring into the compound.

Hearing the commotion, Xiao Chuanqi couldn't help but sneer, "I wonder which lord or commander has come to call this time?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly and replied, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be the King of the Eastern Border returning."

Xiao Chuanqi was astonished and said, "The King of the Eastern Border is back? But shouldn't he be too fast?"

Continuing, he shook his head and chuckled, "However, with such an incident at the Eastern Border Base Camp, it's impossible not to report to the King of the Eastern Border. Considering the time, he should be back by now, otherwise, the King of the Eastern Border would indeed be too derelict in his duties."

"Who dares to say I, the king, am incompetent? Truly, such audacity!" Suddenly, an old and cold voice came from outside the yard.

Xiao Chuanqi was momentarily stunned, knowing he misspoke, he immediately rose and went out to greet the portly old man who had just alighted from a stretched luxury carriage, "Your Excellency must be the legendary King of the Eastern Border. The King of the Eastern Border indeed resembles the talented and wise figure of the legends.

Just now, I misspoke for a moment, I trust someone of the King's magnanimous nature will not take offense."

This purple-robed, portly, and short old man was none other than the ruler of the current Eastern Border, King Muu Tianye!

While King Muu Tianye might look respectable, after all, he was a king, and he was a great master in his youth. Even though he had aged, a certain authoritative presence still emanated from him.

King Muu Tianye waved his hand and said, "You youngster, be mindful of your words in the future. It's Ye Feng who caused the trouble, isn't it? Really, this is too much. It's been several years since we met, and as soon as he comes to my Eastern Border, it's chaos everywhere. Too unseemly!"

Ye Feng listened, shook his head slightly with a smile, then stepped forward and said with a bow, "Old Eastern King, may you always be well. It must have been seven or eight years since we last met. To think so many years have passed, and yet you still possess the same charisma and kingly authority."

The Old Eastern King, with a face that had a large 'eight' character mustache and was quite broad, yet with a small head, resembling an inverted triangle, waved his hand impatiently, "Enough, enough, can't you save me some worry? Although I am old now, back in the day, I rode into battle alongside your master, the previous Northern Border King.

Back then, you were still happily leading horses around me!"

Ye Feng exclaimed with a smile, "Indeed, I remember back in the Northern Border, I even plucked at your beard while you were drunk and sound asleep."
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Hearing this, the Old Eastern King burst out laughing heartily. It was evident that the two shared a very close relationship.

Actually, it wasn't surprising. After all, the Old Eastern King was from the previous generation. Twenty or thirty years ago, he and Ye Feng's master, the previous Northern Border King, rose to prominence together. At that time, the Old Eastern King and the Old Northern King had a very good relationship.

Back before he became the King of the Eastern Border, he often visited the Northern Border, and naturally he became well-acquainted with Ye Feng.

As for Ye Feng, the Old Eastern King had virtually watched him grow up, knowing his talent and strength were astonishing, and he was one of the few younger generations he favored.

The Old Eastern King, stroking his big belly, coughed twice, and asked, "Tell me then, what exactly is going on here? Since you've come to my Eastern Border, come you have, but why have you created such a big mess?"

Ye Feng responded with a bow, "This matter can't be explained in just a few words. Old Eastern King, you must be tired from the morning's journey. Should we go inside and talk it over?"

The Old Eastern King nodded and then, stroking his big belly, stepped into the hall. As he entered, he noticed Lu Bentian and Loo Manager tied up in the corner, which made him pause, but he said nothing and put on an expression as if he hadn't seen anything.

Lu Bentian was completely dumbfounded, and Loo Manager was equally frozen in place. It made no sense that their lord, seeing his subjects tied up, wouldn't even ask one question. The situation was completely unreasonable.

"Brother Lu, I don't know why, but I have a bad premonition now. It feels like we might be done for," Loo Manager said.

Lu Bentian turned pale with fear but still managed to grunt coldly, "Rest assured, we are the Old Eastern King's loyal subordinates. He has no reason not to stand up for us. Once the Old Eastern King understands what happened, he certainly won't let that youngster off easily!"

Loo Manager wanted to say something at first but ended up shaking his head and letting out a sigh, choosing not to say anything further; in his heart, he couldn't help but feel that the man was still deluding himself, hopelessly beyond help.