The Battle of Mist Island had yielded fairly good results for China. However, Mu Ya Crystals were priceless treasures. No one would ever think they had too many. As soon as news spread that Luo Feng had arrived in Kyoto Base City, China’s senior leadership immediately began making arrangements. Meanwhile, Luo Feng kept a low profile, taking an ordinary car with his family to visit his great aunt.
Inside a residential estate.
Ding dong. Ding dong.
The four members of Luo Feng’s family stood outside the gate of a townhouse. His father, Luo Hongguo, was pressing the doorbell.
“Stop ringing. No one’s home. The old lady from that family has been admitted to hospital. Her son and daughter in law have both gone there to look after her,” an elderly man walking his dog called out.
“Oh?”
Luo Feng spread out his spiritual force and swept through the villa. Sure enough, no one was inside.
“Excuse me, sir. Which hospital is she in?” Luo Feng asked.
“It must be Tianjin City’s First People’s Hospital,” the old man replied. “The Tang family has money. If they weren’t going to the First People’s Hospital, that would be the strange thing.”
…
The four of them sat inside the car, one in the front passenger seat and three in the back.
“My aunt’s family is doing quite well. They even live in a villa, much better than how we used to live.” Luo Hongguo smiled happily. “Now I can stop worrying.”
“Great Aunt’s grandson and granddaughter were both very bright when they were young. They had excellent academic results and entered Kyoto University at the age of fifteen. They now work at a key national research institute, and the villa was allocated by the institute.” Luo Feng explained. This information had all been included in the documents Liu Yan had sent him earlier.
Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan both smiled.
“They’re really clever. Just like our children.”
Luo Feng and Luo Hua exchanged a glance.
“Wahaha, that’s talent!” Babata laughed loudly from inside the wrist guard’s storage space, where he was relaxing in a large bathtub. “Luo Feng, it looks like your high brain domain comes from the Luo family bloodline. The four descendants carrying the Luo family bloodline who were born after the Great Nirvana are all outstanding.”
“Not to mention you. Your younger brother is brilliant too. He taught himself everything and became so skilled at stock trading. Your great aunt’s grandson and granddaughter both inherited part of Luo Hongqin’s bloodline, so they’re intelligent as well.”
“People with high brain domains are naturally smarter.” Babata continued. “Of course, none of them compare with you. Haha…”
Outside a deluxe ward at Tianjin City’s First People’s Hospital, one of the eight satellite cities of Kyoto Base City.
An elderly woman with white hair lay on the hospital bed, her face completely pale. A middle aged couple slept on the nearby sofa, while a young man and woman sat beside the bed chatting with the old lady.
“Who are you?” the young woman asked in confusion as she turned towards the doorway.
Standing there was Luo Feng’s family.
Luo Hongguo walked over, breathing heavily as he looked at the elderly woman. She looked at him in confusion at first, but gradually her expression changed, and she became emotional.
“Y… you’re…”
The middle aged couple on the sofa immediately woke up.
“Mum, what’s wrong?”
Both of them hurried over.
“Who are you?” the middle aged man asked Luo Hongguo cautiously.
“You’re Tang Cheng, aren’t you?” Luo Hongguo looked at him. “In the blink of an eye, we’ve all grown old.”
“You are…” Tang Cheng looked at him in confusion.
Luo Hongguo could no longer hold back his tears. He looked at the elderly woman, who struggled to sit upright and studied him carefully.
“You’re… Hongguo?”
“Yes, it’s me. Hongguo! Aunt, you still recognised me.”
Luo Hongguo became overwhelmed with emotion.
“It really is Hongguo. You look almost exactly like your father, especially your mouth…” The elderly woman reached out her thin hand and grasped Luo Hongguo’s. “Hongguo, you’re still alive. I never imagined I’d be able to see you again before I died.”
“You’re Cousin?” Tang Cheng stared at Luo Hongguo in astonishment.
“Yes.” Luo Hongguo nodded repeatedly.
“My goodness… it’s been over forty years. Cousin! Cousin!”
Tang Cheng was equally emotional.
The Great Nirvana had torn apart countless families, scattering survivors across different places. At that time, transport and communications had completely collapsed, and many household registration records had been lost.
“I recognised you immediately.” The elderly woman smiled joyfully. “You look almost exactly like my brother. Hongguo, where are your father and mother?”
Luo Hongguo gently shook his head.
Seeing this, the elderly woman sighed softly.
“Xiao Feng, Xiao Hua, come over.”
Luo Hongguo beckoned to them before turning to the elderly woman.
“Aunt, these are my two sons.”
“Hongguo, you were just a little boy back then. Now you’ve got two sons, and they’re already grown up. Come here and let me have a look.”
The elderly woman forced her eyes open wider. Luo Feng and Luo Hua quickly walked over to the bedside.
She examined them carefully.
“Very good. They’re both handsome. They definitely have the Luo family look.”
“Yongqing, Yongyuan, Xiao Feng, Xiao Hua, all four of you youngsters should have a good chat.”
Bang!
The ward door was suddenly kicked open.
Everyone inside jumped in fright and turned towards the entrance in annoyance.
Three people walked in.
At the front was a young man with cold, sinister eyes, followed by two burly bodyguards.
The moment Great Aunt’s family saw the three of them, their expressions changed dramatically.
“What are you doing here?” Great Aunt’s granddaughter, Tang Yongqing, stepped forward angrily.
“I’ve only come to remind you that you have three days left to make your decision.” The sinister eyed young man looked at Tang Yongqing coldly. “Yongqing, you know what I’m like.”
“Please leave. Don’t stay here.” Tang Yongqing said anxiously.
Her younger brother, Tang Yongyuan, stepped forward and pointed angrily at the young man.
“Wang Xing’an! Don’t go too far. My sister and I are both First Class Researchers at the institute. You…”
“Rubbish!”
Wang Xing’an shot him a cold glance.
“I don’t even care about your research institute, let alone some worthless researcher like you. Kid, don’t think I won’t lay a hand on you just because of your sister. She still has three days. Three days from now, if she doesn’t agree to my demands, I’ll deal with both of you together. Especially you, little brat. You’ve insulted me three times already.”
“Three days…”
He held up three fingers towards Tang Yongqing and revealed an eerie smile.
“Just three more days, my beautiful Yongqing. I really don’t want to see such a beautiful flower wither away.”
Tang Yongyuan trembled with rage.
“Yongqing, what’s going on?” the middle aged couple asked anxiously.
“It’s alright, Dad.” Yongqing comforted him.
“Old man, listen carefully.” Wang Xing’an looked at Tang Cheng and smiled. “If your daughter agrees to become my woman within three days, your whole family will live comfortably. Otherwise… I’ll send your entire family to hell. Your family’s fate now rests entirely in Yongqing’s hands. Hahaha…”
Luo Feng quietly watched everything unfold.
Luo Hua looked at him.
“Brother?”
“Don’t rush. Let’s see what game he’s playing.” Luo Feng replied calmly.
Luo Hua nodded.
Tang Cheng and his wife were still completely confused, while the elderly woman on the hospital bed sat up and asked anxiously,
“Yongqing, who is this man? What exactly is happening?”
“Wang Xing’an, you’ve already got so many women. Why are you still harassing my sister?” Tang Yongyuan shouted angrily.
“I don’t have many hobbies. My hobby is collecting every type of woman.” Wang Xing’an smiled wickedly. “Look at your sister. Her appearance is only worth about eighty five points, but that scholarly temperament adds at least another twenty. She’s beyond perfect. She’s the one type missing from my collection. Yongqing, you know what happens if you resist.”
“There’s a saying, if you can’t resist, just close your eyes and enjoy it.” Wang Xing’an’s smile widened. “I really don’t want to destroy you personally. You know how heartbroken I was when I ruined those women who resisted me.”
As he spoke, he pressed a hand dramatically against his chest.
“You’re a complete psychopath!” Tang Yongyuan shouted.
“People like you will never understand me.” Wang Xing’an looked down at Yongyuan with superiority and pity. “That angry expression… in my eyes, you’re nothing but an ant.”
He then turned back to Yongqing, his expression becoming almost melancholy.
“Yongqing, we used to be so good together. You loved me, I loved you. Wasn’t that wonderful? You forced me to resort to force. Personally, I hate solving things with violence.”
Yongqing bit her lip.
Clap. Clap.
The sound of applause echoed through the ward.
Everyone turned in confusion.
Wang Xing’an and his two bodyguards also looked over.
Luo Feng, dressed in a black casual shirt, was gently clapping his hands while smiling at Wang Xing’an.
“I really dislike people showing off in front of me.” Wang Xing’an raised his chin slightly, his gaze as cold as a venomous snake. “He applauded? Go and break both his hands.”
“Yes.”
One of the burly men grinned viciously.
“Stop!”
Yongqing hurriedly cried out. Looking at Wang Xing’an, tears streamed down her face.
“I’ll agree to your demands. Is that enough? Please stop this. Please.”
“Haha, isn’t that much better?” Wang Xing’an immediately laughed. “Come back. I’m feeling generous today. I’ll spare…”
“I never expected that after coming to Kyoto Base City, I’d run into something like this.”
The voice interrupted him.
Everyone in the ward turned towards the speaker.
It was Luo Feng.
Wang Xing’an’s expression instantly darkened, his eyes becoming icy.
“You’re asking to die.”
“Don’t interfere.” Yongqing looked at Luo Feng anxiously. “His name is Wang Xing’an. He’s from the Wang family in Kyoto and controls much of the family’s financial power. He’s already been chosen as the Wang family’s next heir. His mother is also connected to the Kyoto General Military District…”
“I suppose I should call you Cousin.”
Luo Feng smiled.
Yongqing froze.
Luo Feng calmly walked towards Wang Xing’an.
“Who exactly are you?” Wang Xing’an stared at him.
“Who am I?”
Luo Feng grinned.
Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.
The papers beside the hospital bed suddenly split into six sheets.
The six sheets spun rapidly through the air, leaving six blurred trails.
Moving faster than anyone could react, they sliced across Wang Xing’an’s shoulders, legs, spine, and lower abdomen.
Only tiny streaks of blood emerged.
The blood unexpectedly gathered together in mid air, forming a small sphere that floated in front of Luo Feng.
“Y… you…”
Wang Xing’an tried to struggle, but his entire body had gone limp. Only his head could still move.
The ward fell completely silent.
The two bodyguards were stunned.
They knew exactly what this meant.
Their opponent was a Spirit Reader.
As for Tang Yongqing and the others, they stared blankly at Luo Feng, then at his family.
Just what kind of relatives had suddenly appeared?
“You actually dared attack me.”
Wang Xing’an gritted his teeth in fury.
“That angry expression…” Luo Feng looked down at Wang Xing’an lying on the floor. “To use your own words, in my eyes, you’re nothing but an ant.”
“You’re dead. You’re dead.” Wang Xing’an’s eyes were filled with murderous hatred.
“Dead?”
Luo Feng looked at him.
“Tell me, who exactly do you plan to ask to avenge you? Your mother has connections in the General Military District? Fine. The most powerful figure in China’s military is Jia Yi, a Beyond War God existence. Your Wang family is also one of the nine great families of the HR Alliance, and the highest ranking figure in the HR Alliance is its Chairwoman, Isadora.”
Luo Feng took out his mobile phone and opened the contact list, holding the screen in front of Wang Xing’an.
“The two numbers in the middle belong to Jia Yi and HR Alliance Chairwoman Isadora. If you want them to take revenge on me, you’re welcome to call them. Don’t look at the other numbers. The one above them belongs to Hong, the Chief Instructor of the Limits Hall.”