Chapter 763: Chapter 763: Between Host and Guest Chapter 763: Chapter 763: Between Host and Guest Yang Yuxin had a thought, “The Huaxia Health Preservation Association, is it? Do you need to send them a ssage, to get that Stone Lamp over here?”
Feng Jun glanced at her and asked with a smile, “This association sounds quite ordinary, but I guess it’s not that easy to provoke, right?”
“Indeed,” Yang Yuxin nodded, “Those who deal with them are mostly the elderly, and there’s no shortage of old leaders in the capital.”
“Then let’s forget about it,” Feng Jun shook his head, “They’re all external things, no need to fuss over them too much. Maoshan made quite a stir this ti, and they’re still chasing after Tang Wenji. We better keep a low profile for a while.”
No sooner had he finished speaking when he suddenly stood up and looked in the direction of the Bamboo Forest in the valley.
After five or six seconds, he nodded and sat down again, “Gazi has advanced in rank, but his aura is a bit unstable this ti.”
“He’s a bit anxious,” Tang Wenji voiced her opinion, “Looks like he’ll have to stay in the Middle-Stage Martial Master realm for a while.”
Right now in the manor, the only ones qualified to comnt on Gazi were her and Zhang Caixin—if Hua Hua was not considered.
Feng Jun gave her a smiling glance, “Gazi won’t be much slower than you.”
Just then, the intercom rang, the doorman reported that two groups of guests had arrived together, claiming to be from Siming Celestial Realm and the Heir of Ghost Valley.
Feng Jun thought for a mont, glanced at Tang Wenji, “You go and receive them. You can invite them to sit at the pavilion by Pump One, I will inform the doorman.”
Luohua Manor’s rise to fa had indeed beco unstoppable, not long ago he would personally welco people from Maoshan, Wudang, and Magu Mountain, but after consecutive victories over Kunlun and pressuring Wangwu, Luohua Manor’s status had reached a new height.
At this ti, for Feng Jun to go to the door to welco two not very familiar people would not only be a loss of dignity but would actually seem a bit pretentious.
He thought it was just right for the Little Celestial Master to receive them, considering that Siming Mountain and Ghost Valley Sect had always been rather friendly with Maoshan, and accordingly kind to Luohua, so they would welco them into the manor even late at night.
After Tang Wenji returned, she had just taken a shower and changed into fresh clothes, her hair still wet. She hesitated a bit, “This look of mine… is it perhaps not suitable?”
“I’ll go with you,” Zhang Caixin spoke up. She was now steadily at the seventh layer of transcending the mundane and not far from the eighth. She was actively making her presence felt at the manor.
Although she couldn’t overtly position herself as “the foremost lady of the inner house” because of Sister Hong, she had to contend for her status against others like the Little Celestial Master.
The representatives from Siming Celestial Realm and the Heir of Ghost Valley weren’t upset that Feng Jun hadn’t co out to greet them. Luohua Manor was truly different from the past. After the battle between Kunlun and Luohua, various rumors had spread throughout the Daoist sects, with more than enough detail.
Most of the rumors were quite accurate—mainly because Wangwu wanted to shift the bla and avoid getting involved in the dispute between these two, hence they had released so information.
In reality, even without the rumors, the public abduction of Tang Wenji by Kou Laozhong of Kunlun was true, and now the Little Celestial Master was appearing in Luohua Manor, seemingly living comfortably.
The two visitors sat in the pavilion by Pump One and had a couple of cups of tea before standing up to take their leave, claiming it was late and that they would visit another day, hoping to et the manor’s owner.
After leaving the manor, the Taoist from Siming Mountain couldn’t help but remark, “Mountain Master Feng not only has a high cultivation level but also an outstanding character. Looking at these beautiful acquaintances, one really has to admire him.”
He had seen the Little Celestial Master more than once, but his past impression of her was just a non-mainstream girl, with a ss of dyed hair. Today, having just seen her freshly bathed, he found her to be beautiful and graceful, with skin so delicate it felt like it could break at the touch, hence his sentints.
The Heir of Ghost Valley sighed lightly, “Didn’t you notice that Miss Zhang Caixin? Not only is she breathtakingly beautiful, but at the pri of her youth, she’s already reached the High-Rank of Qi Cultivation… Heaven and earth favor Luohua indeed, a true land of outstanding people and natural beauty.”
The Taoist from Siming gave him a sidelong glance with a half-smile, “You wouldn’t be entertaining any thoughts, would you?”
“How dare I?” The other’s face turned solemn, and he spoke earnestly, “With such a figure related to Mountain Master Feng, I wouldn’t dare have any other thoughts, let alone the possibility that she could be the next Great Cultivator…”
The next day, the two made another visit to the mountain, only to hear that soone in the manor was advancing to the Middle-Stage Martial Master, and it was temporarily not open to the public.
Feng Jun originally thought that after Gazi’s advancent, there could be a celebration, as he was the first among his direct disciples to reach the Middle-Stage Martial Master.
But Gazi had grand ambitions—perhaps indeed stimulated by the Little Celestial Master—he stated that he had already celebrated during his initial stage as a Martial Master, and the next celebration should be after his advancent to the Innate level.
So Feng Jun didn’t press the issue. Concerned about the Daoist Association of Qu and Qu coming to cause trouble, he discussed with Tang Wenji and Yang Yuxin and decided to head back to Chaoyang for a look.
Influenced by others advancing in rank, everyone at the manor trained with great vigor, even Gao Qiang expressed, “I feel like I’m about to advance to a Martial Master soon, so I won’t accompany you to Chaoyang.”
Gazi had just advanced and shouldn’t be vigorously pushing his cultivation in the short term, and he also wanted to visit ho.
With the four of them gone, Feng Jun’s seven major disciples were still at the manor, and with Hua Hua to keep watch, there was no need to worry about its safety.
Zhengyang was not far from Chaoyang, and by noon, Feng Jun had arrived at his family’s mountain land.
All kinds of infrastructure were being built in full swing, the construction site had more than doubled in size, and the construction party stated that, after the plum rain season ended, most of the projects would be able to co to a conclusion.
However, Feng Jun also heard a piece of new news: Chao Gang had been transferred, and Chao Ying had kept a much lower profile recently.
Chao Gang’s transfer was a promotion, he had gone to a prefecture-level city to beco a mayor, going from an executive deputy position to the top job, bypassing the transitional post of deputy secretary, which was the equivalent of skipping two minor levels in a row.
Of course, he had been an executive deputy for too long, so his promotion wasn’t too surprising.
But his promotion ant that for a long ti to co, he wouldn’t be able to take care of Yunyuan City. The leading official of Yunyuan City, whether it be from the party committee or the governnt, would not be a local, and he would not be transferred back.
If he wanted to take care of Yunyuan, he would have to wait until he was promoted to a vice-provincial position—or entered an important departnt within the province.
In a nutshell, with Chao Gang gone, Chao Ying was in a passive position. She could follow Chao Gang to the city where he was located to develop, but if she wanted to grow in Yunyuan, she would have to keep a low profile.
Of course, she didn’t have to humble herself too much. After all, she was a local, but it was certain that things would not be the sa as when Chao Gang was in charge.
This change had so impact on the project that Feng Jun was working on, after all, Chao Ying had also been vigorously pushing it—though she was just doing it to develop tourism.
Fortunately, because Feng Jun had been pressured by Hu Changqing from the beginning, his contract had no loopholes, and the related expenses of the project were all paid out with real gold and silver from his own funds, without any capital operations, so he didn’t need to look to others for approval.
He had been at the construction site for less than two hours when Li Xiaobin arrived with Chao Ying in tow.
Unfortunately, when they arrived, Feng Jun had already gone up the mountain, and he had left word that he did not wish to be disturbed.
Li Xiaobin felt she wasn’t an outsider, and thought that President Chao treated her very well, so she insisted on going up the mountain with her.
They had paved a simple gravel road leading into the mountain, about one ter wide. Although it was drizzling, the road was not difficult to walk on.
The road was not long, just over a mile, and the workers at the construction site all knew that it had been built under the instructions of Feng Wenhui and Zhang Junyi, eventually leading to a small creek.
However, even though the road was short, because it was rarely walked on, plants along the way had still sprouted branches, including grasses, shrubs, and trees, which hindered progress.
What was worse, these branches hid various insects and small animals, including so poisonous creatures and even snakes.
It was the plum rain season, and Li Xiaobin wasn’t dressed very heavily. Although Chao Ying was older, she also cared about her appearance, and was even dressed lighter than Li Xiaobin.
As the two walked down this path, the trouble they encountered was predictable, and after Li Xiaobin dodged a centipede attack for the second ti, she couldn’t help it, “Let’s find soone to clear the path.”
So, the two of them got a couple of n to clear the way, and went all the way to the creek to find Feng Jun sitting cross-legged there, holding a stone the size of a bowl in his hands, his eyes closed as he was calculating sothing.
Not far from him sat two n and one woman on three chairs, vigilantly scanning their surroundings.
Seeing their group approach, Gazi was the first to speak up, and his tone was quite inhospitable, “Sister Xiao Bin, you go out first and don’t disturb Brother Jun.”
Li Xiaobin felt both ashad and annoyed—so, you still rember that I am “Sister Xiao Bin”? I was striving with Feng Jun in Zhengyang while you were still a security guard in Chaoyang!
Of course, such seniority was nothing to boast about, so she replied, expressionless, “President Chao wanted to talk to President Feng about sothing.”
“I know,” Gazi said with a smile towards Chao Ying, rembering that President Chao had helped him get his last ten days’ wages, so he spoke sowhat politely, “President Chao, Brother Jun is busy right now, and it’s inconvenient.”
Who was Chao Ying? She was much sharper than Li Xiaobin. Smiling, she said, “No worries, I just ca by to report in… You go ahead and keep busy, and we’ll connect when you have so ti.”
After speaking, she turned around and left without any of the superiority she once had.
Li Xiaobin was a bit stunned. How could President Chao have changed so much?
Nevertheless, she turned and followed her out, with a growing realization in her mind: after Mayor Chao left, President Chao indeed wasn’t the sa.
Just then, a soft cough ca from behind her, and it was Yang Yuxin speaking, “This place has already been contracted by Feng Jun and is no longer a public area. In the future, if you co again, it would be best to get permission from the owner in advance, so everyone is convenient.”
Her words sounded gentle, but in fact, were quite rude. She was accusing the others of lacking manners.
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