Luo Qing said blankly, "It's gone...everything is gone...that Vermilion Bird burned everything that should have been burned and everything that shouldn't have been burned..."
Ye Feng glanced at his adopted granddaughter and said with a smile, "Zhuque's goal is to burn those Crimson-Tailed Beasts to death, not to burn down our Luo family, although there is no difference."
Luo Qing understood this principle, but she still looked aggrieved and on the verge of tears.
The night breeze could understand Luo Qing's feelings at this moment.
As the head of the Luo family in this generation, Luo Qing is the vassal king of the Southern Territory, possessing vast territory, immeasurable wealth, and a lofty status.
But now, the Luo family's territory has been attacked and contaminated by the Crimson-Tailed Beast, and then burned down by the divine bird Vermilion Bird.
The Luo family has almost nothing left; in fact, they are practically penniless.
The glory days are gone, the wealth is gone, everything is gone.
It's quite remarkable that Luo Qing can still stand here without fainting.
Ye Feng patted Luo Qing on the shoulder and said earnestly, "What we've lost, we can take back with our own hands. As long as we don't lose hope for the future, we will regain what we're meant to have. Do you understand?"
"Cheer up! You are my descendant, the current King of the Southern Territory!"
Ye Feng meant to comfort Luo Qing, but he didn't expect that as soon as he said those words, Luo Qing's expression would become very strange.
Rowling also looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" Ye Feng asked.
Could it be that the memories I obtained from Luo Tong are faulty, which is why what I said doesn't match the facts?
Night Wind thought to himself, but before he could figure it out, Rowling said awkwardly, "Ancestor, we should kowtow to you to apologize."
"Why?" Ye Feng asked, completely bewildered.
"Our Luo family is no longer as glorious as it was seven hundred years ago, and Luo Qing is not the current Southern Territory King. In fact, the Southern Territory King has not existed for a hundred years," Luo Lin said earnestly, her expression filled with apology.
Night Wind frowned and said, "How could it have turned out like this? I clearly remember that I made great contributions back then, so Emperor Hongfeng appointed me as the Prince of the Southern Territory, a hereditary title?"
Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Rowling's expression became even more awkward.
She knelt down on one knee in front of Ye Feng with a thud, and said bitterly, "Ancestor, you have been in seclusion for seven hundred years, so you are not aware of the turmoil that occurred in the empire a hundred years ago."
"The turmoil that occurred in the empire a hundred years ago?" Ye Feng frowned.
"That's exactly right."
Rowling nodded and continued, "A hundred years ago, Emperor Hongsheng suddenly died young without having designated a crown prince. As a result, Emperor Hongsheng's two sons coveted the throne and began to fight each other, causing turmoil throughout the Hongtian Empire."
"This war lasted for three whole years before it finally ended."
Ye Feng asked, "Which of those two princes became the later emperor?"
"No, both princes died in the war. The one who finally ascended the throne was an illegitimate son chosen by the king of the Northern Kingdom."
"That illegitimate son was born to Emperor Hongsheng and also has the right to inherit the throne. Although his succession order is lower than that of the two princes, after the two princes died in the war, that illegitimate son became the person most legally qualified to inherit the throne."
"At that time, the head of our Luo family, who was the Southern Border King a hundred years ago, was initially loyal to one of the two princes, but the one he was loyal to died in battle."
"He then immediately changed his stance and pledged allegiance to another prince, who also died on the battlefield."
"Before he could change his stance again and pledge allegiance to the bastard son promoted by the Northern King, he..."
Rowling stopped there, her expression extremely awkward.
Night Breeze rubbed his forehead and couldn't help but sigh.
Although Ye Feng was merely replacing Luo Tong and not the real patriarch of the Luo family, he still felt a tightness in his chest upon hearing Luo Lin's words.
That southern vassal king from a hundred years ago must have been eating too much and had too much to eat.
He should just be a good southern vassal king; why is he jumping around like this?
"So after that illegitimate son ascended the throne, he revoked the title and territory of the Southern Kingdom's vassal king?" Night Wind asked.
That's right.
Rowling said, her face full of apology.
Luo Qing also knelt down on one knee, trembling as she said, "Ancestor, your unworthy descendant has caused you trouble."
What's the point of saying all this now?
Night Breeze waved his hand and said in a feignedly magnanimous manner, "Let's leave here first and find a place to rest."
Hearing Ye Feng say that, Luo Lin and Luo Qing immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
They were initially worried that Ye Feng might be too upset and fly into a rage, but his current open-mindedness surprised and delighted them.
The divine bird Vermilion Bird has departed, as if it had never existed.
But the raging fire on the Luo family's territory was still burning fiercely, showing no signs of stopping.
Everything here will turn to ashes; there's no need to look anymore.
Night Wind then removed the barrier that blocked their aura and led Luo Lin, Luo Qing, and the others into the depths of the dense forest.
The female thief naturally followed behind Ye Feng, and she also protected the seemingly foolish maid, clearly not forgetting Ye Feng's orders.
"Why is that maid holding a frying pan the whole time?" Ye Feng asked curiously.
The maid blushed, but still held the frying pan tightly in her hand.
Rowling explained, "Grandpa, this little maid is called Luo Xiaotong. She is an orphan taken in by Qing'er's father before his death, and she has lived and grown up in our family since she was a child."
Night Breeze nodded slightly, but a look of doubt still lingered on her face.
After all, Rowling only explained the identity of the maid Luo Xiaotong, and did not answer Ye Feng's question.
Luo Xiaotong glanced at Ye Feng, her expression one of extreme fear.
"If the ancestor asks you a question, just speak boldly," Luo Qing said, giving Luo Xiaotong an encouraging look.
Luo Xiaotong finally said, "Grandpa, I am... I am the family's little cook. This frying pan is specially used by me to fry eggs for Madam and Miss. Moreover, Grandpa praised my fried eggs before he passed away. It is my only... my only..."
At this point, Luo Xiaotong could no longer continue.
Night Breeze laughed and said, "Alright, alright, I understand. You don't need to say anything more. Since you value that frying pan so much, then you can keep it."
"Yes, Ancestor."
Luo Xiaotong puffed out her chest as she spoke.
Suddenly, the female tomb raider asked in a low voice, "Um, can I leave now?"
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