Su Yang frowned, thinking that Ling Laoqi was incredibly lucky. In such a situation, he hadn’t been in Zifeng City, which had allowed him to temporarily escape a calamity.
Su Yang looked at Feng Beiche and said gravely, "There are still so issues I need to resolve with Ling Laoqi. So, I don’t want him to catch wind of anything and flee from the provincial city. You understand what I an, right?"
Feng Beiche’s expression imdiately turned serious, and he said solemnly, "Master Su, rest assured, nothing from the matters in Zifeng City will leak out. If anything goes wrong, I, Feng Beiche, will present my head to you!"
"Very good!" Su Yang nodded slowly and whispered, "People from the Zhao Clan of Yangchuan have also gone to the River God Sect. You grasp my aning, don’t you?"
"I understand!" Feng Beiche imdiately said, "Anyone who goes to the River God Sect has to eventually co out through Zifeng City. I will have people guard that place. The mont their people co out, we will capture them imdiately, ensuring they can’t spread the news of what happened in Zifeng City!"
Before long, Wang Yuanshan had arranged accommodations, and Su Yang and the others went to stay there. However, they weren’t in a hurry to rest and went out for a late-night snack first.
Master Fang, having been hungry for so many days, naturally ate a lot. Niuniu had also taken a special liking to eating, and upon hearing they were going out for a late-night snack, she imdiately cheered with joy.
Old Lin and Huanhuan also joined. Over these years, they had lived in great hardship, never even dreaming of having enough food. Therefore, like Niuniu, Huanhuan was also very happy about the idea of eating a late-night snack.
Feng Beiche imdiately arranged for the best restaurant in the city, but Su Yang stopped him. He asked Feng Beiche to take them to Huaqing Street instead.
Feng Beiche was confused, not understanding why Su Yang wanted to go to Huaqing Street. Although there were many snack stalls there, they were still just stalls. To entertain important people like Su Yang, how could they consider a place like Huaqing Street?
Nevertheless, since Su Yang had spoken, Feng Beiche didn’t dare to object and imdiately took out his phone to make arrangents for Huaqing Street.
"No need for calls!" Su Yang stopped Feng Beiche again, "You’ll follow us later and take a good look at the Huaqing Street you’ve helped create."
Feng Beiche felt apprehensive, not knowing what exactly Su Yang wanted him to see, but still obediently followed Su Yang and the others to Huaqing Street.
Huaqing Street was still bustling with activity. The incident at Wanchuan Manor had happened only within the manor itself. Moreover, since Feng Beiche and Wang Yuanshan had concealed the news, outsiders had no idea what had transpired at Wanchuan Manor.
As Su Yang and the others walked through Huaqing Street, even the childish Huanhuan wore a face full of reflection. After the incident in Creek Valley Village, Huanhuan had spent a year on Huaqing Street, living a life almost akin to begging as a seven- or eight-year-old child. This place held too many mories for him.
Feng Beiche, following behind, rarely visited Huaqing Street. After all, these snacks were not the ones that made it to the high table.
Moreover, the administrators of the Seven Great Families on Huaqing Street didn’t recognize Feng Beiche. Indeed, the lowest-level mbers of the Seven Great Families didn’t have the privilege to et the Family Head.
The group continued along the street, Su Yang pushing Old Lin in his wheelchair, with Huanhuan clinging to Old Lin’s sleeve.
Niuniu was perched on Master Fang’s neck, forming an alliance with the fellow food lover. She wanted to try everything she saw. Soon, Niuniu’s little hands couldn’t hold any more, as various snacks piled up all over her.
Lin Zhenshan and Lin Qing followed closely behind, watching over Niuniu affectionately and continuously telling her to slow down and not to choke. But Niuniu was now utterly heedless of their words, joyfully devouring the food, delighting them both imnsely.
Huanhuan, continuing the habits he had developed over the years living on Huaqing Street, found so staple food that could stave off hunger. He wolfed it down, and after filling his stomach, he didn’t eat any more. Over the years, he had never thought about enjoying any tasty food; just filling his belly and staying alive had beco his only pursuit.
Feng Beiche followed behind Su Yang, and as they walked, he still didn’t know what Su Yang was going to do. Could it really just be to take him for a stroll?
Wang Feng had only just recovered a bit of his composure, but his eyes were still filled with awe when he looked at Su Yang.
They hadn’t been walking long when suddenly a crowd appeared ahead, as if sothing had happened.
The group walked straight up to the scene only to see a group of administrators scolding an old man struggling to crawl on the ground.
This was the sa begging old man whom Su Yang had seen here before, and it was also the first ti Su Yang had t Huanhuan. Back then, those administrators ca to drive away the beggar, and it was Huanhuan who helped the old man pick up his money. Later, Fatty, the squad leader, wanted to punish Huanhuan because of this.
The old man usually begged on Huaqing Street. His life was hard, and most importantly, he had to avoid those administrators.
In fact, the old man’s spot for begging was already very secluded, tucked away in a corner. But these administrators just wouldn’t let him stay there. When Su Yang and his group arrived, the administrators were following behind the old man, watching him stagger and crawl, laughing heartily whilst scolding him to crawl faster.
There were many onlookers around, but most were just there for the spectacle, and no one stepped forward to help the old man.
At that mont, Huanhuan erged from the crowd, "Old Grandpa, let help you!"
The old man, seeing Huanhuan, was startled and quickly said, "Huanhuan, you... how did you co back? They said... said you damaged Huang Mao’s shoes, and his n are looking for you everywhere... You better leave quickly, don’t stay here, if they find you... you’ll be in danger..."
"It’s okay!" Huanhuan, pushing the old man’s cart, used his small body to forcibly push him forward.
The administrators behind hadn’t recognized Huanhuan yet and didn’t pay much attention.
Feng Beiche, walking beside Su Yang, had a grim expression. He finally understood why Su Yang wanted him to co here, to let him see with his own eyes how the people of the Seven Great Families behaved like tyrants in Zifeng City!
Taking a deep breath, Feng Beiche was about to step forward but was stopped by Su Yang.
"No hurry, since we are here, let’s watch a little longer," Su Yang waved at Master Fang, who imdiately went over to help Huanhuan escort the old man out.
The administrators followed behind, but there was a clear look of dissatisfaction when they eyed Master Fang and Huanhuan. They were usually entertained by such ordeals, and now that Huanhuan and Master Fang had directly helped the old man out, their show was over.
However, there were also quite a few people on Su Yang’s side, so the administrators didn’t say anything further.
Feng Beiche’s brows were furrowed, and he was feeling very anxious inside. He hadn’t visited Huaqing Street for a long ti and had no idea it had beco like this. As they walked on, who knew what else they might encounter on Huaqing Street?
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