at this time.
Ye Feng has returned to the Ziyun Heavenly Palace Manor, and there are no sounds of fighting coming from inside.
He didn't detect anything unusual even under the influence of his divine sense, which relieved him.
There were many military-painted vehicles parked in front of the manor.
A row of soldiers stood in neat rows in front of the manor gate, fully armed, like javelins.
Ye Feng strode into the manor.
"Xiaofeng!"
Ouyang Luoxue hurriedly came forward, her face full of concern, like a wife waiting at home for her husband to return, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was safe and sound.
Behind her stood a group of people from the Ministry of War, led by a middle-aged man with a tall and straight figure, whose two sword-like eyebrows displayed the awe-inspiring righteousness of a soldier. He was a fifth-grade cultivator in the Acquired Realm.
This was the most powerful martial artist Ye Feng had encountered since descending the mountain.
Of course, in Ye Feng's eyes, they were just slightly larger ants.
This person is Zhang Yuanlei.
Who are you?
Ye Feng's gaze fell on Zhang Yuanlei, and he asked warily.
Zhang Yuanlei was also sizing up Ye Feng, and the more he looked, the more unfathomable this young man seemed.
On the surface, this person showed no signs of aura fluctuation and appeared no different from an ordinary person.
In reality, he couldn't figure Ye Feng out at all.
The other party exuded a faint aura of pressure, which made him feel uneasy.
His intuition told him that this person was extremely dangerous.
Zhang Yuanlei had met many outstanding talents in the military, but none of them had given him this feeling.
It seemed that he sensed the hostility in Ye Feng's gaze.
Zhang Yuanlei withdrew his gaze, a warm smile spreading across his face, and extended his hand.
"You must be Ye Feng. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Don't misunderstand.
"I am Zhang Yuanlei, the deputy commander of the Kyoto Military Department. First of all, on behalf of the Military Department, I would like to apologize to you."
"The previous commander, Yu Honggang, acted on his own initiative, was blinded by hatred, distorted the truth, and even tried to frame you. He deserved to be killed by you."
"Actually, we really didn't know about this beforehand, and we never expected him to do something so foolish..."
He continued speaking, but Ye Feng interrupted him, as he disliked such rambling explanations.
"Get to the point."
"presumptuous!"
Seeing Ye Feng's rudeness, Zhang Yuanlei's personal guards stepped forward to attack.
Snap—
Zhang Yuanlei raised his hand and slapped the other person across the face, scolding him.
"Do you want to die?"
"Apologize to Mr. Ye immediately."
The subordinate shrank back in fright and quickly bowed his head to apologize.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye."
Ye Feng waved his hand, not even glancing at this ant, and gestured for Zhang Yuanlei to continue.
Seeing that Ye Feng was not angry, Zhang Yuanlei breathed a sigh of relief, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and continued speaking.
"I have come here on the orders of Minister of War Luo Yuantai to commend you."
"You previously led the charge to stop 100,000 rebel troops and killed the traitorous general Cao Meng, relieving the crisis in the capital and sparing millions of ordinary people from the suffering of war. Your merits are immeasurable."
"Therefore, after deliberation by the Cabinet, we have decided to invite you to Kyoto for a special celebration. Lord Luo will personally award you a Star Medal at that time!"
Upon hearing the name "Star Medal," Ye Feng's heart stirred slightly.
When he was cultivating on Kunlun Mountain, his seventh master had explained to him the classification of the Great Xia Merit Medals.
He even specifically mentioned this Star Medal.
When Master Qi was in the Dragon Soul Hall, he received many medals, but the highest level he received was Special Merit A.
To receive a Star Medal is her dream.
Besides representing the highest honor, the most important thing is the substantial resource reward, which is far greater than that of the Special Merit A-level.
Therefore, many martial artists dream of obtaining a Star Medal.
He could help his seventh master fulfill his unfulfilled wish, and nodded as he thought of this.
“I can accept the Medal of Stars.”
"But I'd rather not go to Kyoto. I don't like those crowded places."
"Just give me the medal and the reward."
Zhang Yuanlei was taken aback, not expecting Ye Feng to be so low-key.
If it were anyone else, they would have made a big fuss about it, wanting the whole world to know.
He coughed lightly and said.
"Mr. Ye, we can skip the big events."
"But there still needs to be a small-scale conferment ceremony in Haidong so that I can report back to my superiors."
Ye Feng didn't want to make things difficult for the other party, so he nodded in agreement.
"All right."
"By the way, what kind of cultivation resources are included in the rewards?"
Zhang Yuanlei deliberately kept everyone in suspense.
"You'll find out when the time comes."
"In short, it will definitely surprise you."
Suddenly, at that moment, gunshots rang out from the doorway, mixed with the barking of dogs.
You can still faintly hear people screaming.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
Ye Feng was the first to rush out.
At the entrance of the manor.
Then a black mongrel dog appeared, having bitten all the soldiers guarding the gate, leaving them lying sprawled on the ground howling in pain.
Several lightly wounded soldiers squatted on the ground and kept firing at the black dog.
But that black dog was incredibly agile, dodging left and right like an eel, always managing to avoid the bullets at just the right moment.
"Woof woof..."
The black dog barked and charged at the soldier who had fired the shot.
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