"This must be my young friend Han Feng?" Shangguan Ce stood up, his smile so amiable it was chilling. "I am Shangguan Ce, the head of the Shangguan family. It's an honor to meet you."

Han Feng feigned surprise: "So it's Senior Shangguan, my apologies." He deliberately emphasized the word "senior," but there was no respect in his eyes.

Shangguan Ce narrowed his eyes, then suddenly reached out and patted Han Feng on the shoulder: "Not bad, young man. Let this old man test your mettle!"

Dongfang Wantang gently reminded him, "Shangguan Ce has already reached the late stage of the Innate Realm, be careful."

Han Feng nodded slightly, a serious expression in his eyes.

That palm strike appeared casual, but it actually contained a hidden, insidious internal force. Han Feng neither dodged nor evaded; his shoulder slightly lowered, and the power of the stars formed a vortex at the point of contact, perfectly neutralizing the attack.

Shangguan Ce's expression changed slightly, clearly not expecting Han Feng to accept the probing so easily. Just as he was about to change his move, a commotion suddenly arose outside.

"Report! The Dongfang and Zhang families have come to pay a visit!"

The guards' voices were filled with obvious panic, clearly indicating that the sudden arrival of these two powerful families was completely unexpected by the Nangong family. Nangong Wentian's already unpleasant expression completely collapsed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The gathering of the three great families was a scene that had not been seen for decades.

Shangguan Ce's hand, which had been on Han Feng's shoulder, tightened suddenly, a sharp glint in his eyes: "Did you notify him?"

Han Feng's lips curled slightly, and with a gentle shrug, the power of the stars rippled outwards, subtly deflecting the hand: "Guess."

These two seemingly casual words instantly turned Shangguan Ce's face ashen. His hand trembled slightly beneath his sleeve, whether from anger or shock, it was hard to tell—this young man before him had so easily neutralized his hidden force, his strength far exceeding expectations.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze. Nangong Wentian stood helplessly between the two, while Dongfang Wantang quietly retreated to Han Feng's side, ready to intervene at any moment. Just as the tension was about to escalate, footsteps approached from afar.

"We apologize to the Nangong family head for the abrupt visit by the Dongfang and Zhang families."

A deep voice broke the silence. Han Feng turned his head and saw four figures walking into the hall side by side. Leading the group was Dongfang Lin, the head of the Dongfang family. Standing beside him was a sprightly old man with a ruddy face that resembled Zhang Jingtian's; he was Zhang Jingcheng, the head of the Zhang family.

"Hey, isn't this that old scoundrel Shangguan?" Zhang Jingtian peeked out from behind the two family heads, his eyes widening exaggeratedly. "What a coincidence, what brings all three of us here today?"

Shangguan Ce's eye twitched, and he suppressed his anger, bowing respectfully and saying, "Brother Dongfang, Brother Zhang, how have you been?"

Dongfang Lin nodded slightly, but his gaze bypassed him and landed directly on Han Feng, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Zhang Jingcheng stroked his beard and chuckled, "Brother Shangguan, what a refined taste you have! Why aren't you at home? What brings you to the Nangong family?"

"Just dropping by for a casual visit." Shangguan Ce chuckled twice, then changed the subject, "But the two of you arriving with such a large entourage, could it be that the Nangong family possesses some treasure?"

Dongfang Lin snorted coldly: "Shangguan Ce, let's not beat around the bush. We received information that someone intends to harm the Nangong family, so we've come to help."

"Help?" Shangguan Ce narrowed his eyes. "The Nangong family has no close relationship with either of you. Isn't this 'enthusiasm' a bit too sudden?"

Zhang Jingtian suddenly interjected, "Oh dear, our Zhang family just loves to meddle in other people's business, especially when some people are trying to bully others." He deliberately winked at Shangguan Ce, "Right, Shangguan 'Old Thief'?"

A few suppressed laughs echoed in the hall. Shangguan Ce's face turned from pale to red, then from red to white, clearly not expecting the situation to take such a sudden turn. The two attendants behind him had already quietly placed their weapons, waiting only for the patriarch's order.

"Patriarch Nangong." Dongfang Lin ignored Shangguan Ce and turned to Nangong Wentian, "Is your grandson well?"

Nangong Wentian was taken aback, then understood: "He's unwell and is resting in the backyard."

"That's perfect," Zhang Jingcheng clapped his hands and laughed. "I have some medical knowledge; why don't I go and take a look?"

Shangguan Ce suddenly stepped forward, blocking their path: "Wait! The Nangong family's affairs are none of your concern. I have already arranged for a physician from the Shangguan family."

"Oh?" Dongfang Lin raised an eyebrow. "Did the Shangguan family switch careers to become doctors?"

As the tension grew, Han Feng suddenly chuckled and said, "Seniors, why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea?" He seemed to be trying to smooth things over, but in reality, he was giving Dongfang Wantang a wink.

Dongfang Wantang understood and quietly retreated to a corner, forming a hand seal. An almost imperceptible beam of starlight shot from her fingertips, passing through the hall and flying straight to the backyard.

Shangguan Ce seemed to sense something and abruptly turned his head to look in Dongfang Wantang's direction, but found nothing. In that instant of distraction, the power of stars within Han Feng's body suddenly surged, outlining a simple star map on the floor of the hall.

Dongfang Lin and Zhang Jingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, clearly having received the message. The two family heads subtly adjusted their positions, forming a triangular encirclement with Han Feng, trapping Shangguan Ce in the middle.

"Brother Shangguan," Zhang Jingcheng said with a smile, but his tone turned cold, "I heard that your 'Star Mirror' has recently encountered some problems?"

Shangguan Ce stiffened: "Brother Zhang, where did you hear this rumor?"

"Whether it's a rumor or not, we'll find out when we get there," Dongfang Lin suddenly raised his voice. "Or... does the Shangguan family have some unspeakable secret they're afraid to let anyone see?"

The temperature in the hall seemed to plummet. Shangguan Ce's entourage had already drawn their weapons, while the Dongfang and Zhang families were also on high alert. Nangong Wentian stood in the middle, sweating profusely but unable to get a word in edgewise.

Just as a conflict was about to erupt, a crisp cracking sound suddenly came from the backyard, followed by a scream. Shangguan Ce's expression changed drastically, and he turned around to rush towards the backyard without regard for his image.

"Stop him!" Han Feng commanded, and the power of the stars transformed into a light barrier to block his path.

Shangguan Ce turned around in a rage, unleashing the full pressure of his late-stage Innate Realm cultivation: "You junior, you're courting death!"

"Shangguan Ce!" Dongfang Lin and Zhang Jingcheng shouted simultaneously, their imposing auras like mountains pressing down. "You dare to make a move!"

Shangguan Ce toned down his actions. With the heads of the two major families present, he couldn't afford to completely sever ties.

Upon hearing the scream, Nangong Wentian immediately ran towards the backyard. Although he trusted the doctor Shangguan Ce had found, he had just witnessed Han Feng's subtle actions and was afraid that something might happen to his grandson again.

The three parties were tense in the hall, but neither made any big moves. Han Feng, on the other hand, calmly returned to his chair and started peeling an orange. This scene amused Zhang Jingcheng and Dongfang Lin, while Shangguan Ce's face twitched.