Gang Zhifeng and the other three laughed and then flew away.

Feng Lan cautiously approached Ye Feng and asked, "My lord, is there anything else you require?"

"Let the servants go about their business as usual. All the corpses in the Zhao family compound should be burned and all the bloodstains should be cleaned up."

"Leave these chores to the guards. Now take me to the Zhao family's treasure vault."

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he saw Feng Lan's expression change.

"What? You want to disobey orders? Don't tell me the Zhao family doesn't have a treasure vault," Ye Feng said meaningfully.

Feng Lan immediately knelt down and said quickly, "Of course the Zhao family has a treasure vault, and I know where it is, but the treasure vault is locked with a magical artifact that the Zhao family head bought at a high price, and I can't open it."

"That's none of your business, just lead the way," Ye Feng said.

Feng Lan immediately nodded in agreement and led the way for Ye Feng.

Luo Qingling followed curiously, and together with Ye Feng, they headed to the Zhao family's treasure vault.

The Zhao family's treasure vault was located underground, and Ye Feng and his two companions quickly arrived there.

Sure enough, there was a magical artifact lock on the door of the treasure vault. This disc-shaped magical artifact lock was very complex and was a sixth-grade magical artifact.

Zhao Sihai was indeed very cautious, even using a sixth-grade spiritual artifact lock to secure the treasure vault.

Unfortunately, a sixth-grade spiritual artifact lock meant nothing to Ye Feng.

Night Wind didn't even bother to follow the proper steps to break the magic weapon lock; he simply cleaved it open with a single sword strike.

Pushing open the door, shimmering gold and silver light and all sorts of jewels greeted her, making it almost impossible for Luo Qingling to open her eyes.

This treasure vault of the Zhao family was piled high with gold and silver treasures, and various jewels filled large boxes, the lids of which could not be closed.

"This all comes from the money of the people of Taiyue City," Ye Feng said.

“That’s right, all of this is the blood and sweat that the Zhao family scourted from the people of Taiyue City!” Feng Lan immediately chimed in.

"Call the guards over, then divide the contents of this place in half and take half of them outside the house," Night Wind ordered.

Feng Lan was shocked and asked, "My lord... no, patriarch, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to be a great philanthropist today!" Night Wind laughed.

It was already afternoon.

Countless residents of Taiyue City are busy making a living.

Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums came from the sky.

"Listen up, everyone!"

"The Zhao family has committed countless evils and oppressed the people. The philanthropist Feng Ye saw injustice and destroyed the Zhao family! From this day forward, the Zhao family ceases to exist, and the Feng family takes its place. Feng Ye is now the head of our Feng family!"

"The Feng family head is a generous and charitable man. He will be distributing wealth at the entrance of the Feng family compound in one hour. Everyone who goes will receive a share!"

The Zhao family guards—no, the Feng family guards—formed a grand procession, parading through the streets and alleys with gongs and drums, constantly repeating a few lines of poetry.

An hour later, the area outside the Feng family compound was packed with people.

"What are you waiting for? Bring everything out!" Ye Feng waved his hand and said.

The guards all carried large boxes out of the gate and put them down with a thud.

Golden gold, shimmering silver, and colorful jewels and jade were all on display before the eyes of the people of Taiyue City.

"Come one by one to collect them!"

"Line up in five queues, no cutting in line, no double-calling! If anyone is found to be dishonest, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

The people of Taiyue City were all flushed with excitement, overjoyed beyond words.

This spending spree lasted until nightfall before finally ending.

The people who received the money did not leave; they all knelt outside the courtyard gate and kept kowtowing to Ye Feng.

"Patriarch Feng is a great philanthropist!"

"Thank you, Patriarch Feng!"

Such a grand scene moved Feng Lan and the guards present.

Luo Qingling was also staring blankly at Ye Feng's profile, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Qingling finally snapped out of her daze and asked, "Don't you feel any pain giving away so much gold and silver to the people of Taiyue City?"

"What do I have to be heartbroken about?"

Ye Feng chuckled and looked at Luo Qingling, saying, "It's not my money that's being sent out, so why would I feel bad?"

Luo Qingling said, "Now the Zhao family is yours, and the wealth accumulated by the Zhao family is naturally yours too. How can you say it's not your money? If you keep it, you can squander it as you please in the future."

Ye Feng laughed and said, "Luo Qingling, do you really think I want to stay as the head of the Feng family forever? Do you think I'm that kind of boring person? Once my injuries are fully healed, I will leave here, and I will send you back to Luofeng City. In that case, it would be better to distribute this money."

"Isn't it nice to be a great person and a philanthropist once in a while?"

Luo Qingling nodded slowly, her feelings quite complicated.

She had always longed to return to Falling Maple City and to her father's side.

But just now, Ye Feng said he would send her back after he recovered from his injuries, and she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, as if a huge stone was lodged in her heart, making it hard to breathe.

What's wrong with me?

Luo Qingling pondered to herself, but couldn't figure it out.

Taiyue City City Lord's Mansion.

Gang Zhifeng sat in the main seat, where Chen He, Yi Nan, Shao Ze, and Wen Lian were also present.

A servant walked in from outside, cupped his hands and said, "City Lord, the news is true. Feng Ye, the head of the Feng family, did indeed distribute the gold and silver treasures he obtained from the Zhao family to the people in the city. The amount of treasures distributed is considerable, amounting to tens of millions."

"This Feng Ye is truly an unfathomable person," Dr. Chen He said.

Nan Shaoze laughed and said, "Isn't it obvious? Feng Ye won't stay in our Taiyue City for long at all, which is why he's so generous, directly distributing the Zhao family's treasures to the people. I guarantee he'll leave here soon."

“In that case, we don’t have to worry about him harming us.” Wen Lian nodded slowly.

Gang Zhifeng frowned and said, "But if that's the case, that tenth-grade demon beast will be difficult to deal with."

“I said Feng Ye wouldn’t stay long, but I didn’t say he’d leave tomorrow! He’ll definitely stay for a few more days. Since that’s the case, let’s call him over as soon as possible to discuss important matters and join forces to attack that tenth-grade demon beast!” Nan Shaoze said with a smile.

“Okay, let’s do it that way!” Gang Zhifeng said firmly.

It was already late at night.

After having dinner, Ye Feng and Luo Qingling returned to their bedroom to rest.

But soon after, a faint sound of footsteps came from outside.

"Who?" Night Wind asked.

"My lord, it's me. I've brought Yue'er, Lan'er, Die'er, and Qing'er here." Feng Lan's voice came from outside.

What moon, orchid, butterfly, green?

Confused, Ye Feng went over and opened the door.

Feng Lan stood there, bowing low, while four beautiful women dressed in light gauze, their figures barely visible, stood in a row in front of Ye Feng.

The four of them immediately bowed, their cheeks slightly flushed, and looked at Ye Feng expectantly.

"Master, we've come to serve you in bed..."