Feng Xia, outside the door, looked at Luo Chen gratefully.
Recently, Duan Feng’s mood has been down along with an uncontrollable sense of impatience.
Now, Luo Chen’s words of comfort and guidance might bring about a change in him...
"And Sister Xia too!"
"Where else can you find such a good woman like Sister Xia."
"You, boy, spend all day thinking of revenge and hatred. I don’t care about that."
"You can accept the items from Duan family with indifference, that doesn’t make you an ungrateful wolf. After all, it’s what you deserve."
"But if you abandon Sister Xia after all she has done for you, then you would indeed be an ungrateful wolf."
"If that really happens, I, Luo Chen, will be the first one to.."
Luo Chen’s sentence was intercepted by Feng Xia, whose face was flushed.
In silence, she kept shaking her head, her eyes reddened.
Duan Feng, who was in the room, was quiet, just lying there.
It was unclear if he was fast asleep due to drunkenness, or feigning ignorance like an ostrich.
Luo Chen pursed his lips, nodded to Feng Xia, and then strode away.
Feng Xia quietly went into the room to collect the remains of bones and plates from the table and deposit them into the kitchen.
She swept up the shattered porcelain into a dustpan.
Finally, taking a coat from the bedroom, she draped it over Duan Feng’s body before leaving the room.
As she closed the door, she saw Duan Feng’s shoulder tremble.
...
A hundred miles to the south of The Great River District, a small hill was covered in ice and snow.
This mountain was nad Xiao Huan Mountain.
On the outside, it was clothed in silver and the woodlands were withered.
Yet inside, the environnt was warm, and the place was bustling with people.
Upon a tower inside the mountain, an old man gazed into the distance.
Once he lived here, he could witness the magnificent view of the Nan Wa Snow Mountain.
Every winter, when heavy snow fell, the constant snow on the Nan Wa Snow Mountain would spread.
The thick layer of snow spread out like a huge tile, jutting out, blocking the sun, shrouding almost the entire Snow Mountain.
On a clear day, that view was indeed quite spectacular.
The old man saw himself in that view every ti he watched it.
He was just like that massive snow tile, protecting his entire clan under his wing.
However, unfortunately, Nan Wa Snow Mountain was destroyed by the Golden Core Ascendant Master Pang Renxiong.
What was once a magnificent view was now just an empty mountaintop.
This scenery seed to be a sign of the plight of the Duan Family.
He, Duan Qiankun, as the massive shield for the Duan Family, is also quietly lting away.
"Clan Chief, I’m back,"
A middle-aged man stood respectfully nearby.
Without turning his head, Duan Qiankun asked directly, "How did it go?"
"Smooth, yet not smooth."
"Hmm?"
The middle-aged man lowered his head and said, "The matter of the Elixir is not very smooth. Golden Hall Gu Caiyi said that there’s a great shortage of dicinal materials, and the production of Elixirs cannot be increased."
"Also, before the Nangong family retreated, they bought a large batch of Jade Marrow Pills, completely emptying their stock."
"Right now, the Jade Marrow Pills on the market are freshly made and sold."
After he finished speaking, he stood respectfully, not daring to even breathe heavily.
It was as if he was anticipating bla at any mont.
But this ti, the Clan Chief didn’t reprimand him.
Only a sigh was heard.
"Dan Chenzi ahh!"
"When Mi Shuhua refused to ally with , I was always puzzled. Now it seems that he really does have unique insights."
"If I had him under my control, why would the Duan Family lack prosperity!"
The middle-aged man was taken aback.
Why did the Clan Chief ntion, out of the blue, the lord of Luo Tian Creed?
But indeed, that Pill Refinent Grandmaster is formidable.
On his own, he’d bolstered the Luo Tian Creed, a rising force.
The Elixir business was thriving.
Many rogue cultivators in The Great River District now praised them saying how fortunate it is to have Luo Tian Creed around. If Spirit dicine Hall moved, they wouldn’t even have a place to buy Elixirs.
He shook his head to ward off these extraneous thoughts.
Taking a deep breath, he said, "The items brought to Duan Feng, he accepted them!"
This was the aspect where things had gone smoothly.
However, upon hearing this, Duan Qiankun didn’t show any signs of joy.
He just asked calmly, "Did Duan Fengexpress a wish to return for his mother’s grave cleaning during Qingming Festival?"
The middle-aged man hesitated and said, "I...don’t think he ntioned it."
"Alright, you may leave."
Only after he left, did Duan Qiankun sigh with regret.
Duan Feng, is his grandson after all!
But unknowingly, he’s drifted away from the family, to even the point of becoming enemies.
He refuses to forgive .
But what did I do wrong?
For the sake of the long-term interests of the family, every decision he made was undoubtedly correct.
His younger grandson, Duan Rui was more gifted and the cultivation environnt within the family was extrely suitable for him.
With simultaneous water and fire cultivation, once the Foundation Establishnt is complete, even if his realm is lacking, in his own Order, he can be considered a force to be reckoned with.
Even if he leaves, Duan Rui would be able to be the main support for the family.
It’s just a bit of hardship for Duan Feng and his family.
Shisan Niang too, why did she have to commit suicide?
The Nangong family was eager to gain a foothold. Once she married into their family, she would surely be treated well.
Nangong Qin was also among the best of humans, a standout amongst the Qi Refinent Cultivators with a promising chance of establishing a foundation!
Moreover, he was established early as the junior clan chief of the Nangong family.
It wasn’t degrading for Shisan Niang, a widow, after all.
In ti, Duan Feng could rely on his skills in the Tool Casting Technique to hold a high position in the Duan family.
And through the connection of his mother Shisan Niang, he could fit in perfectly with the Nangong family.
On both sides, if things went well in the future, getting a Foundation Establishnt Pill for Duan Feng would not be difficult at all.
In all these past things, he, Duan Qiankun, always asked himself if he had acted without any ulterior motives.
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