While on Mount Hua, my mind is at peace!

Chapter 70 You'll See Her Sooner or Later

No matter how clever Xiong Zhaozhao was, she couldn't have imagined that Chen Ji's words had a double meaning. She nodded to Chen Ji and said:

"Your words are indeed true. For your gang leader to have you and your subordinates as such, he must be an extraordinary person. I wonder if your gang leader is in Huayin? If he is, I will send someone to deliver a visiting card tomorrow so that I can thank him in person."

Chen Ji almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He glanced at Yue Feng's face and, seeing his serious and completely indifferent expression, finally burst into laughter: "Hahahahahaha..."

Xiong Zhaozhao was both surprised and annoyed: "What are you laughing at, Your Excellency?"

Chen Ji waved his hands repeatedly: "It's nothing, it's nothing. Miss Xiong, it's fate that we meet from afar. You will see the face of our gang leader sooner or later, so why rush? It looks like it's going to rain later. You should take that old man back first. We, the Great Wind Gang, will take care of cleaning up here."

Seeing that she couldn't get any more information about the leader of the Great Wind Gang from Chen Ji, Xiong Zhaozhao had no choice but to give up and return to the city with Yue Feng and Steward Qin. On the way, Steward Qin said to Xiong Zhaozhao, "Miss, I'm sorry, this old servant..."

Xiong Zhaozhao interrupted him directly: "Old Qin, you don't need to say anything. Let bygones be bygones. To me, you'll always be the Old Qin who watched me grow up, nothing more, understand?"

Steward Qin wiped his eyes and said, "Yes, this old servant understands." Looking at Yue Feng, he was filled with gratitude, but he didn't know how to express it.

Yue Feng laughed, "Old Qin, I heard you and Hall Master Liang have a very good relationship. Is that really true? He sold you out without hesitation. But then again, if Miss Xiong hadn't wanted to settle accounts with you, we wouldn't even know you were missing. So, how should we settle this score?"

Butler Qin jolted awake, looking up to meet the fierce glint in Xiong Zhaozhao's eyes. He smiled guiltily and said to Xiong Zhaozhao, "Miss, please let me explain. It was that man surnamed Liang who insisted on..."

After a long while, Xiong Zhaozhao finally finished her tirade, and Yue Feng had also had his fill of listening. The Weihe Gang's headquarters was now in sight. Steward Qin grabbed a gang member at the door and asked, "Where is your Hall Master Liang?"

The gang member was startled, thinking it was an enemy attack. Upon closer inspection, he realized it wasn't and hurriedly replied, "Hall Master Liang said he's not feeling well today and needs to go to bed early. He won't get up unless the gang leader summons him."

Butler Qin snorted, "Unwell, unwell! All he ever complains about is feeling unwell! Take me to him!"

The group racked their brains trying to refuse, but Butler Qin slapped him on the back of the head, and only then did they reluctantly take him away.

Xiong Zhaozhao chuckled at Yue Feng, "It seems tonight will be another sleepless night for Hall Master Liang."

Yue Feng casually replied, "If someone who doesn't know the situation heard you say that, they might think that Hall Master Liang and Steward Qin have some kind of illicit relationship."

Xiong Zhaozhao reached out and gently pinched Yue Feng:

"What nonsense are you spouting! Humph, you're a good person in every way, except that you can be a bit unserious at times, a bit like a naughty kid I had when I was a kid. Let me tell you, I hate that naughty kid so much, if I ever see him again, I'll chop his claws off."

Yue Feng laughed and said, "Just occasionally? It seems I've been too polite to Miss Xiong."

Xiong Zhaozhao rolled her eyes at Yue Feng and was about to speak when a maid ran over and said, "Miss, Aunt... Young Master Feng, the master wants you to go and drink with him."

Xiong Zhaozhao said, "I understand. Go tell the master that we just came back from outside. We'll tidy up first and then go find him." The maid ran off.

Xiong Zhaozhao grinned mischievously at Yue Feng and said, "You're in trouble. My dad never stops drinking people until they're completely drunk. I suggest you find somewhere to hide. I'll tell my dad you're not feeling well and should go to bed early, haha!"

Yue Feng feigned anger and said, "I have long admired Chief Xiong. The opportunity is right in front of me, how can I let it slip by? Take me there quickly, and stop talking nonsense."

Xiong Zhaozhao chuckled. She had only intended to tease Yue Feng about his drinking capacity; she wouldn't stand for it if he actually backed out at the last minute. She then had a maid lead Yue Feng to his room, and went back to her own room to wash and dress.

Just as she finished her work, the maid knocked on the door from outside: "Young Miss, I've brought Young Master Feng with me."

When Xiong Zhaozhao opened the door, her eyes lit up immediately. Yue Feng, now dressed in more exquisite clothes, looked even more handsome. If it weren't for the ancient sword hanging at his waist, he wouldn't look like a wandering swordsman at all, but rather like a young master from a noble family.

Seeing that Xiong Zhaozhao was just staring at him blankly, Yue Feng smiled and said, "How is it? Does this outfit suit you?"

Xiong Zhaozhao didn't know how to describe it, but the little maid who brought Yue Feng covered her mouth and laughed, "Look at how young lady is, of course she can use it, how could she not?"

Xiong Zhaozhao snapped out of her daze and glared at the sharp-tongued maid: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll tear your mouth apart!" But her tone wasn't particularly harsh. The maid giggled and ran off.

Just then, another maid came to invite Yue Feng and Xiong Zhaozhao to a banquet. The two followed the maid to a small hall in the inner courtyard.

A burly man with a bushy beard and bulging eyes sat casually in the main seat, looking around impatiently. He caught sight of Yue Feng and Xiong Zhaozhao entering and immediately barked angrily, "What have you two been doing! Why are you dawdling like that? Even the old monk got married faster than you!"

Xiong Zhaozhao said to Yue Feng, "He is my father, the leader of the Weihe Gang. What do you think? He's not as famous as he seems, is he?"

Yue Feng laughed heartily: "No, no, no, meeting you is even better than hearing about you! Chief Xiong, I'm late, can I punish myself with three cups of wine?"

Xiong Tianba was about to slam his hand on the table when he heard Yue Feng's words and grinned from ear to ear: "Not bad! Kid, you're really generous! But you can't drink alone, this brat has to drink too! Come on, three cups each!"

A maidservant stepped forward to pour wine for Yue Feng. Yue Feng stopped her, saying, "Please bring a large bowl, the bigger the better. Drinking wine from a cup is too slow."

The maidservant paused, then looked at Xiong Tianba. Xiong Tianba puffed out his beard and glared, "Didn't you hear what Young Master Feng said? Quickly, get the bowls! One for each of you!"

Xiong Zhaozhao leaned close to Yue Feng's ear and said, "Are you crazy! My father's wine cellar is full of aged wines, how dare you drink from a bowl! Are you out of your mind?!"

Yue Feng bit Xiong Zhaozhao's ear back: "It's alright, I'll just keep you company, even if it costs me my life."

Xiong Tianba squinted, watching Xiong Zhaozhao and Yue Feng whispering to each other right under his nose. A nameless anger flared up inside him, and he was about to explode when he suddenly heard someone outside announce: "Lord Zhou, the commander of the Eastern Depot, has come to see Young Hero Feng."