Steward Wang's pants burst open.
His pale buttocks were exposed to the air, his ravaged backside a bloody ss, also torn apart by the blast.
Blood stread down!
It was too horrible to look at!
The corner of Master Fan's eye twitched. The commotion here had already attracted the attention of more and more people...
"Quick, look! Isn't that Steward Wang and Master Fan from the Beichen Comrce Association?"
"What's going on with Steward Wang? His... his behind, how did it end up like that?"
"Looks like Master Fan skewered him!"
Hearing the snippets of discussion from the passersby, Master Fan's old face turned ashen, a vein throbbing on his forehead. 'Damn it all! What do you an *I* skewered him? Why the hell would I skewer him for no reason? Ptooey! Even if I had a reason, I wouldn't do *that* to him...'
Master Fan trembled with rage.
He felt the gazes of the people around him turn strange and suggestive.
Master Fan was lanting his misfortune when he happened to spot the harmless-looking Hong Yu. The flas of anger in his heart flared even higher. 'You rotten brat, this is all your fault...'
Master Fan executed a Mysterious Body Technique and charged murderously toward Hong Yu.
Hong Yu frowned slightly, shifting Little Feng onto his back. A chill went through his heart as he pushed his internal Profound Skill to its absolute limit.
Ready to strike!
The tense, sword-drawn atmosphere made the air at the entrance of the Beichen Comrce Association grow stagnant.
Just then...
A cold voice suddenly rang out from within the Beichen Comrce Association: "All of you, stop!"
There's an idiom, 'a voice like an oriole's song,' which roughly describes a woman's voice as beautiful and moving.
Hong Yu had never really felt that way before, but after hearing this voice, the idiom suddenly popped into his mind.
The voice was crisp and ethereal. Simply hearing it was enough to make one's heart feel open and refreshed. It was truly crisp and ethereal.
Hong Yu frowned, retracted his sharp aura, and looked toward the source of the voice.
At the entrance of the Beichen Comrce Association, a woman in a simple yet elegant black dress was sizing him and Master Fan up with eyes as bright as black pearls.
The woman's features were exquisite.
Every eyebrow, every feature, every inch of her skin seed to be the Creator's greatest masterpiece, perfect to an impeccable degree. Her figure was delicate. While not as fiery and sensual as Sister Qin's, it was still full and well-proportioned. This, combined with a perfectly fused, innate coldness and pride, gave her the alluring air of an ice goddess.
She glanced at Steward Wang, who was wailing on the ground, and her lovely brow knitted slightly, inspiring an uncontrollable urge to dote on her and protect her.
So won are like paintings, others like poetry!
Perhaps it was ant to describe a woman such as her!
Her uniformly black, shoulder-length hair swirled silkily as she slowly turned her head. Her gaze was cold as she asked, "What is going on here?"
'Hm? She actually ca?'
Master Fan frowned but didn't say a word.
Steward Wang was still clutching his backside, wailing...
For a mont, there was an awkward silence.
"Tsk tsk, that's Beichen Celestial Frost, one of the four great beauties of the Royal Capital and the newly appointed vice-chairman of the Beichen Comrce Association!"
"I heard that Master Fan and Beichen Celestial Frost don't get along. Look, he's completely ignoring her. It looks like our great beauty is about to lose face."
Most of the people who frequented the Beichen Comrce Association knew sothing about its internal power struggles, and they all looked on, ready to enjoy the show.
Master Fan maintained his cold expression, not even glancing at Beichen Celestial Frost.
Beichen Celestial Frost's fine brows furrowed slightly, and she stood awkwardly at the entrance.
Hong Yu, however, shifted his gaze and said, "You're Beichen Celestial Frost?"
"I am. And you are?"
Beichen Celestial Frost sized Hong Yu up with a puzzled look, certain she had never seen him before. Just as she was about to ask, her cold gaze suddenly froze, landing on Little Feng, whom Hong Yu held at his side.
Staring at Little Feng's face, which bore a slight resemblance to Bai Wanting's, Beichen Celestial Frost's breathing grew rapid.
But she was the vice-chairman of the Beichen Comrce Association, after all—she was experienced and worldly.
Forcing herself to remain calm, Beichen Celestial Frost looked at Hong Yu and waited quietly for him to continue.
Hong Yu set Little Feng down, took out the half Jade Pendant from his robes, and walked toward Beichen Celestial Frost. "This is sothing Aunt Bai Wanting gave . She told to bring Little Feng to the Beichen Comrce Association to find Beichen Celestial Frost. Since you're her, I can hand him over to you."
When Beichen Celestial Frost saw the half Jade Pendant, a flicker of excitent flashed through her clear eyes.
But it was quickly suppressed.
Beichen Celestial Frost looked seriously at Little Feng, then back at Hong Yu. "You said Bai Wanting sent you to find . Where is she now?"
Hong Yu sighed softly and ruffled Little Feng's hair. "Aunt Bai passed away after entrusting Little Feng to . She told to bring him and the Jade Pendant to you, and that you would naturally take good care of him."
"She's dead?"
Beichen Celestial Frost froze.
Although she tried her best to remain calm, her trembling lips and reddening eyes betrayed the pain and sorrow in her heart.
Forcing herself to maintain her cold deanor, Beichen Celestial Frost looked at Little Feng. "Little Feng, co here!"
"Brother..."
Little Feng looked up at Hong Yu.
Hong Yu handed the half Jade Pendant to Little Feng and smiled. "Go on!"
"Okay!"
Little Feng clutched the Jade Pendant tightly and walked over to Beichen Celestial Frost. Cupping the half Jade Pendant in both hands, he held it out to her. "Auntie, Mother told to give this to you if I t you. She also wanted to tell you that she had no regrets about what happened back then and didn't hate anyone."
His childish voice contained not a single trace of impurity.
Pure, innocent, and kind...
Little Feng looked at Beichen Celestial Frost earnestly.
Gazing into Little Feng's clear eyes, Beichen Celestial Frost could no longer suppress her emotions. Tears welled up as she knelt and threw her arms around Beichen Feng.
She held him very, very tightly.
Little Feng was squeezed so tightly he could barely breathe, his face turning red. But he didn't seem to want to break the warmth of the mont, so he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.
「A long ti later...」
Beichen Celestial Frost released Little Feng but held his hand tightly. She said earnestly, "Little Feng, from now on, you'll call Auntie Tianshuang! I'll take good care of you. I absolutely won't let you suffer any more grievances!"
"Auntie Tianshuang? Do you know where my dad is?"
Little Feng asked suddenly.
Beichen Celestial Frost was taken aback, a trace of confusion on her face. "What's wrong? Do you miss your dad?"
Little Feng shook his head. "No!"
"Then why do you ask?"
Little Feng's gaze was calm, as tranquil as the water in an old well, without a single ripple. "I want to ask him why he abandoned Mom and . I want to ask him if he knows how much Mom and I suffered all these years. I want to see if he was really worth everything Mom gave up for him."
The smile on Beichen Celestial Frost's face suddenly froze.
Looking at the determination and questioning in Little Feng's eyes, she didn't know what to say for a mont.
Even though Little Feng hadn't said much, she could still imagine what he and his mother had endured over the years.
Sighing softly, Beichen Celestial Frost said gently, "Little Feng, listen to Auntie... Your father had no choice in many things back then. His hands were tied. He's tried to find you and your mother all these years, but... *Sigh.* So things you won't understand right now. You'll only get it when you're older."
Little Feng didn't speak.
Beichen Celestial Frost gave a bitter smile and looked at Hong Yu. "May I ask your na, sir?"
"Hong Yu!"
Beichen Celestial Frost nodded. "Hong Yu, thank you for taking care of Little Feng on this journey. I need to take him back to the Beichen Family now. If you don't mind, would you be willing to co back with us?"
"Well..."
Hong Yu hesitated.
Little Feng tugged on the hem of his clothes. "Brother, please co with , okay?"
Hong Yu gave a helpless, wry smile and ruffled Little Feng's head. "Now that you've spoken, you little rascal, how can I refuse?"
"Hee hee!"
Little Feng grinned, his smile so sincere.
Beichen Celestial Frost glanced at the still-wailing Steward Wang, then at Master Fan, whose expression was shifting indeterminately. "Master Fan, Steward Wang's condition is damaging the reputation of our Beichen Comrce Association. As a Consecrated Master of the Association, you should act in its best interests. Please handle this."
"Hmph, I know what I'm doing. I don't need a little slip of a girl like you telling what to do!" Master Fan snorted coldly.
He knocked Steward Wang unconscious with a single palm strike, then grabbed him and headed into the association. He paused as he passed Hong Yu and said coldly, "You're lucky today, kid. You'd better pray you don't fall into my hands in the future."
Hong Yu grinned. "Right back at you!"
The two were at loggerheads, neither willing to back down.
Master Fan huffed angrily and disappeared into the association...
A magnificent Golden Carriage slowly drove up and stopped in front of the three of them. Beichen Celestial Frost took Little Feng's hand and entered the chariot first.
When it was Hong Yu's turn, things beca a little awkward.
After all, it was a woman's chariot, and it wasn't exactly proper for him to enter.
Beichen Celestial Frost also seed conflicted, but Little Feng had no such reservations. He jumped down from the chariot, grabbed Hong Yu, and started pulling him toward it. Beichen Celestial Frost could only give a wry smile and didn't stop him.
"Pardon the intrusion!"
Hong Yu couldn't win against Little Feng. He rubbed his nose, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and prepared to board the chariot.
The chariot traveled on smoothly.
Qin Royal City was enormous. Even with the chariot, it took the three of them a full half-hour to reach the Beichen Mansion.
"Miss Beichen, after you!"
Hong Yu said with a gentlemanly air.
Beichen Celestial Frost smiled faintly. The gentle, beautiful smile on her exquisite face could make flowers pale in comparison and heroes lose their composure. Even with his resolute spirit, Hong Yu was montarily stunned.
Of course, it was only for a mont, and he had no lustful or profane thoughts. He stepped to the side to let her pass.
Beichen Celestial Frost disembarked from the chariot, and a clear voice called out from the outer gate: "Tianshuang, you're finally back! Do you know how long I've been waiting for you...? Tianshuang, why are you so cold to ? You're not married, and I'm not married. Why won't you give a chance?"
'A suitor?'
Hong Yu paused, wondering if he should wait a bit longer to avoid bursting out into an awkward situation.
But Little Feng had already thrown open the curtain and was pulling him out of the chariot.
'I'm screwed!'
Hong Yu laughed bitterly in his heart.
His and Little Feng's appearance also stunned the owner of the clear voice—a young man in brocade robes with red lips and white teeth.
The mont he saw Hong Yu and Little Feng get out of Beichen Tianshuang's chariot, he first froze, then his expression changed drastically. His face grew so dark it seed like water could drip from it, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.
A terrifying aura gathered in his hands, and in an instant, a heavy palm strike shot toward Hong Yu...
"No wonder you keep rejecting ! So you've already given your heart to soone else? Ma Le Gobi, what's so great about a broke-ass loser like him?"
"But so what if you have a lover? Today, this young master will slaughter this adulterer! You will always be mine!"
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