"Nanyang Night Breeze, receive the decree!" the Eastern Flame War God proclaimed loudly.

Ye Feng merely bowed once, but did not kneel.

The God of War of Dongyan ignored him and continued reading.

Chen Heihu listened intently, not daring to miss a single word.

The guests on the ground were inwardly turbulent.

Because the emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom actually issued an edict appointing Ye Feng as the eleventh marshal of the Great Xia Kingdom!

From then on, the Great Xia Kingdom had eleven marshals!

"From this moment forward, you are Marshal Ye Hua of our Great Xia Kingdom. This is your Marshal's Token! With this token, you can command any official in any city!"

"However, His Majesty has not yet decided which legion you will command, so you do not need to lead troops to the front lines for the time being. But I must remind you, your free time will not last long. The war between our Great Xia Kingdom and the Red Sun Kingdom is escalating, and you will soon be going to the front lines to fight the enemy."

After speaking, the God of War of Dongyan strode up to Ye Feng and handed him the imperial edict and the marshal's token.

Ye Feng accepted the imperial edict and the marshal's token, but his heart remained completely unmoved.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, imperial edicts and marshal's tokens are things of unparalleled honor.

But in the eyes of the night wind, this thing was nothing special.

"You have impressed me, and I hope you will not disappoint me."

After saying this, the God of War of Dongyan waved his hand, and he, Marshal Tenglong, and the female marshal all disappeared without a trace, as if they had never been there at all.

Only then did Chen Heihu finally get up.

"Mr. Ye, congratulations. From now on, I will have to address you as Marshal," Chen Heihu said with a smile.

"General Black Tiger, there's no need for that. Please continue to call me Mr. Ye. I don't like the way you call me Marshal Ye Hua," Ye Feng said calmly, shaking his head.

After a pause, Ye Feng continued, "Moreover, the God of War of Dongyan just said that I have no legion under my command, and my title of Marshal Ye Hua is merely a nominal one."

“That’s only temporary,” Chen Heihu quickly said.

As soon as the night breeze subsided, the crowd offered their congratulations.

But Ye Feng's expression remained calm, even somewhat indifferent, as if becoming a marshal was not something to be happy about.

"Everyone, please disperse. I have important matters to discuss with Patriarch Zhao," Ye Feng said.

So the guests left in a hurry, none of them daring to disobey Ye Feng's wishes, and even Chen Hei Hu didn't dare to stay there for long.

After they left, Ye Feng led Sun Muqing and the other two, along with Zhao Zhengguang, Zhao Xuehan, and Zhao Xuemeng, into the villa.

Sitting down on the sofa, Ye Feng said, "Patriarch Zhao, I didn't want to tell you the truth so soon, but I didn't expect that I had already attracted the attention of the Great Xia Kingdom. Since that's the case, I have to leave here."

Zhao Zhengguang was shocked to hear this, and Zhao Xuehan and Zhao Xuemeng became even more anxious.

But before they could say anything, Ye Feng continued, "Actually, I am not that young master of the Ye family at all."

"What do you mean? Aren't you the eldest son of the Ye family? I don't understand what you're saying..." Zhao Zhengguang was completely confused.

Night Wind continued, "I come from a very far away place, and I have my own purpose in coming here. I just didn't expect that I would encounter a man on the verge of death as soon as I arrived in Nanyang."

“That man was the eldest son of the Ye family. He was too badly injured and died after only giving his last words. I originally wanted to change my identity to integrate into this city so that it would be easier for me to do my own things, so I used my martial arts skills to obtain the eldest son of the Ye family's memories and took over his identity.”

"The eldest son of the Ye family was buried by me in his father's grave. That night, when you and Zhao Xuehan went there to visit the last head of the Ye family, the Ye Feng you met was already me."

Ye Feng's words were like a bolt from the blue, causing Zhao Zhengguang's expression to change drastically, and Zhao Xuemeng and Zhao Xuehan were also frightened.

The two women were pale, their eyes were red, and tears were about to fall.

"You mean, you're just impersonating Ye Feng, and the real Ye Feng is dead? He died the night Qin Yanran kicked him out of the house?" Zhao Xuehan asked, her voice trembling with tears.

“Yes.” Night Breeze nodded.

You're definitely lying to me!

Zhao Xuehan burst into tears.

Night Wind calmly said, "Think about it yourselves. Can an ordinary person who has suffered humiliation in the Qin family suddenly become a living saint who has entered the Saint Realm?"

Zhao Zhengguang sighed repeatedly, while Zhao Xuehan and Zhao Xuemeng had tears streaming down their faces.

Night Wind added, "I originally planned to tell you later, but I didn't expect the Eastern Flame War God to arrive so quickly. I still have some things to take care of in the Xuan Ye Great World, so I can't stay here any longer."

“Patriarch Zhao, Xue Meng, Xue Han, it was wrong of me to lie to you, but it is a fact that Ye Feng is dead.”

"How about this, I'll give you something as compensation."

After speaking, Ye Feng took out seven or eight eighth-grade spiritual artifacts and a large number of fourth, fifth, and even sixth-grade spiritual pills from his storage ring.

These magical artifacts and elixirs were all junk to Ye Feng.

But for Zhao Zhengguang, Zhao Xuemeng, and Zhao Xuehan, it was priceless!

"These things are for you to protect your family. If a martial artist emerges from your family in the future, as long as he makes good use of them, even if he cannot become a marshal, he still has a great chance of becoming a general."

"Alright, that's all for now. Until next time."

After saying this, Ye Feng led Sun Muqing, Jiang Lingxuan, and Bai Yue away.

But he never returned to the villa.

We can no longer stay here, and it's time to put the search for the fragments of the Blazing Sky Wheel and clues about Tian Mingyu on the agenda.

In other words, Night Breeze's vacation is over!

"Mu Qing, Ling Xuan, Bai Yue, I'll go alone from now on. I'll search for the fragments of the Blazing Heaven Wheel and look for Tian Mingyu's whereabouts, which might attract the attention of the high-ranking officials of the Great Xia Kingdom or even the emperor."

"The current emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom, Tian Mingchen, is a Void King Realm Immortal who has lived for thousands of years. Even in a one-on-one fight, I might not be his match."

"So you'd better not stay with me, lest I drag you down with me."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Sun Muqing, Jiang Lingxuan, and Bai Yue all felt very disappointed.

In fact, they knew very well that although Ye Feng said he was afraid of dragging them down, in reality, it was they who were dragging Ye Feng down.

Although they are now living saints who have entered the Saint Realm, in this Xuan Ye Great World, they can only be considered as marshal-level experts. They are no match for the God of War, and they will only face certain death if they encounter the Emperor.

They are of no help to Ye Feng at all now.

“Okay, we’ll take care of ourselves, you don’t need to worry about us.” Sun Muqing took a deep breath and said seriously.