After Zhang Qishan arrived, he concealed his identity and stayed at an inn in the nearby town of Baima. On the third day after Shaolin Temple closed its gates, he went up the mountain to test the waters.

Surprisingly, he was unable to climb the mountain. After being blocked by an inexplicable barrier, he tried everything but could not get any closer. To this day, he cannot imagine how shocked and terrified he was at that time.

He had previously wondered if Liaoyuan was about to pass away, but seeing that scene made him have to re-examine the essence of Shaolin.

Even if Shaolin has extraordinary abilities, surely they can save Yuan's life even though he is seriously injured.

He even started to speculate about conspiracy theories, wondering if the other sects that had gone up the mountain before had been imprisoned by Shaolin and given to Yuan for treatment.

In order to force Shaolin to open its gates as soon as possible, he even secretly spread rumors in the market, and the major sects that remained there soon began to make moves.

Unexpectedly, before everyone could act together, the gates of Shaolin Temple opened.

Zhang Qishan sent a visiting card immediately, but unexpectedly, Liaoyuan replied with only two words: "You dog!"

Master Liaoyuan: I did not write this.

Upon receiving this item, Zhang Qishan became somewhat uneasy. The fact that Shaolin dared to be so assertive indicated that they had even greater trump cards up their sleeves.

What in the world could give Shaolin any confidence now? It was nothing more than the "Quenching Mist Technique." He was now absolutely certain that what he wanted was in Shaolin Temple.

But the replies he received were so disrespectful that Zhang Qishan was truly caught between staying and leaving. After much hesitation, he decided to stay and wait a few more days.

But soon someone solved his problem. The royal family sent someone to show goodwill, hoping to join forces with him to go up the mountain and find out more.

With an ally in hand, he didn't hesitate to disguise himself and follow the royal family to Shaolin.

Yufeng Mountain Villa

Zhang Kefeng has been staying at the villa for almost half a month. The father and daughter treat him well on the surface, but they don't mention the matter of recognizing their relatives.

Just as he was getting a little anxious, he discovered that several teenagers were living in a courtyard next to the guest room.

He always felt something was off about the boys he saw. One day, while washing up, he realized that the boys looked somewhat like him, and upon further reflection, he even thought they resembled his father.

Considering that the Xie father and daughter refused to acknowledge him, he felt it was very likely related to those teenagers. If so, things would deviate from the outcome he desired.

"Ah Feng".

Li Buhuan, leaning on his cane and with a pale face, called out once at the door before pushing it open and entering.

Zhang Kefeng frowned slightly and asked calmly, "Senior, is there any news?"

"I've got it. It's said that those boys arrived at the manor a few days before you and me. I also slipped them some silver to find out that these are the people the manor lord and Young Master Xie found when they went out to look for the most likely child."

After speaking, Li Buhuan took a deep breath and sat down at the table, pouring himself a cup of tea. Seeing the young men reminded him of his disciple who had died for him, and he felt a pang of sadness.

Zhang Kefeng's mind raced, and he immediately asked, "Senior, how talented are those people? What about their character?"

When they returned to the guest house, Li Buhuan, who was still hesitating about whether to give up the idea of ​​recognizing relatives, heard Zhang Kefeng ask this question. He finished his tea in one gulp, stared at Zhang Kefeng for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "How can I compare to you?"

After the real Xie Ming died, he stayed with the young man in front of him and knew everything about him.

If you're going to find someone to take your place, you have to find the best one. Otherwise, how could he possibly forgive himself?

Besides, Zhang Kefeng is Xie Ming's younger brother. Brothers are family, and he is, in a sense, the legitimate young master of Yufeng Manor. So what is there for him to hesitate about?

"Ah Feng, I know this is putting you in a difficult position. You are already the young master of Wujian Manor, so just consider yourself as the head of two branches of the family!"

Li Buhuan stood up and patted Zhang Kefeng on the shoulder as if Zhang Kefeng had suffered a great injustice.

"Senior, I have promised you, and I will certainly fulfill your wish. But if there is a more suitable candidate, you should choose carefully."

When the person opposite turned around, Zhang Kefeng unconsciously curled his lips, secretly praising his father for really knowing how to choose a knife.

"No one is more suitable than you. Don't worry, the future of Yufeng Manor depends on you."

After saying this, Li Buhuan seemed to be entrusting something important to him.

"By the way, why haven't I seen the Manor Lord and Young Master these past few days?"

"Oh! I asked the people at the resort, and they said the two of them went to Shaolin Temple the day before yesterday and might not return for another half a month."

Zhang Kefeng's expression suddenly changed, and he asked loudly, "What?"

Why are you so surprised?

"Oh! It's like this. I overheard some disciples at the training ground these past few days saying that something seems to have happened in the martial arts world. I wonder if the two of you, Master and Master, will encounter any trouble."

Zhang Kefeng made up an excuse to brush it off, but actually, her mother had sent a message a few days ago about Shaolin.

He also mentioned his father's speculations, and that he was actually quite clear about what his family was planning. Therefore, he was naturally pleased to learn of the unusual activities at Shaolin Temple.

But he also understood that his future was closely related to Yufeng Manor.

After staying here for several years, my father learned that the greatest wealth of the manor was not gold or silver, nor martial arts techniques, but its extensive business empire.

That was both a gold mine and a source of connections and intelligence. They hadn't made a move for so many years, waiting for themselves to grow up and achieve some success so they could take over the manor without bloodshed.

"Should we go and offer some assistance?"

Zhang Kefeng pondered for a moment and then asked, "Are those teenagers still at the manor?"

"Here I am."

"Master Xie has been traveling around for many years and should have some strategies for dealing with this. Let's investigate the affairs of these people first, in case there are any unscrupulous individuals who could harm the manor."

Zhang Kefeng immediately made a decision: if the father and daughter got into trouble outside, he would seize the manor first, posing as the future owner, and then slowly plan for the rest of the power.

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