1142 guess, nine out of ten times it is correct
Feng Qingchen didn't know what the Ninth Prince and the old man talked about, but afterwards, the old man kept trying to find topics to get close to her.
The old man's murderous face was trying hard to put on a smile, which was not very successful. His rough voice also became a little gentle. He kept trying to get close to Feng Qingchen, almost scaring Feng Qingchen to jump.
As a person being hunted by the Killer League, Feng Qingchen said she was very scared when facing one of the leaders of the Killer League. This one of the leaders was very kind to her, which made her even more uncertain.
Feng Qingchen didn't want to be seen by the old man, so he tried his best to appear calm and composed, but his mind was in a mess. While answering the old man's words, he was wondering what the old man meant.
After saying a lot of non-focus words, the old man began to ask about Feng Qingchen's parents. When he heard Feng Qingchen say that he had no impression of his parents, a hint of disappointment flashed in the old man's eyes.
"Do you really not remember anything? Didn't your father say anything to you?" The old man looked expectant, making Feng Qingchen embarrassed to say no.
But that’s not the case.
"I was less than five years old when my father died. He died on the battlefield, and I didn't even get to see him for the last time." In other words, even if he wanted to say something, he didn't have the chance.
"Did your father leave anything for you?" The old man did not give up. The longer he spent with Feng Qingchen, the more certain he became that Feng Qingchen must be related to that clan.
But unfortunately, he is only a side branch, and he has been doing business outside, so it is impossible to determine.
The old man made a secret decision in his heart. After returning, he wrote a letter to the hidden tribe members and asked them to send someone to confirm it.
"My family is penniless, and even if I had anything, it would have been robbed." It was robbed, not pawned. After Feng's father and mother died, the servants in the mansion saw that the young master was young and ignorant, so they bullied him one by one, and emptied the Feng mansion in less than half a year.
The old man sighed: "I didn't expect that you have suffered so much at such a young age."
After asking for a long time, he didn't get any useful information. In addition, the old man had something in mind, so he stopped asking Feng Qingchen and just lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the side of the Ninth Uncle. She wondered if there were any relatives on her father's side, and if these relatives happened to be related to the Killer Alliance, if that was the case...
Then the world would be a small place.
Feng Qingchen had been pondering the old man's words and wanted to ask the Ninth Uncle, but the old man was right beside her. Besides, Feng Qingchen didn't think that the Ninth Uncle knew the answer, so she decided not to ask.
Anyway, she had never thought about relying on the support of her father's clan members. It didn't matter to her now whether there were clan members or not, as she was no longer at the age where she needed help from her clan members.
The three of them walked forward silently, each with their own thoughts. As the old man and the Ninth Prince were preoccupied with something, their speed was not that fast, and Feng Qingchen could barely keep up.
After walking for a day, at dusk, Feng Qingchen and the other two passed through the forest and reached the other end of the forest. Here, they no longer had to worry about Nanling Jinfan's men chasing them.
"Rest for a night first. I'll meet up with Doudou tomorrow."
The old man and Feng Qingchen had no objection to the Ninth Prince's arrangement.
Logically, the old man should have left by now, but no one knew what he was thinking. He actually followed all the way. Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince did not say much. After all, they still relied on him for rescue, and they couldn't just abandon him after they had used him up.
That night, Feng Qingchen was lying in bed, thinking about the old man's words during the day. She became more and more confused. Seeing that the Ninth Prince was not asleep, she turned over and pressed on him.
"What's wrong?" The Ninth Prince lay down so that Feng Qingchen could lie comfortably. At the same time, he clasped his hands on Feng Qingchen's waist and intertwined their legs.
Although they didn't do anything, the posture was ambiguous enough. However, both of them had clear eyes and didn't think it was a big deal.
"I'm wondering if my father has any connection with the Killer Alliance." Feng Qingchen rested his chin on the Ninth Uncle's chest.
"Why do you think so?"
"Didn't you hear what Master Doudou asked me? He was trying to find out about my family." And the focus was on her father.
Of course, this is also because no one knows about her father's affairs, but there are some clues about her mother's side.
“I heard it. I sent you away early, so I asked him what he wanted to do. He said he would not kill you, and then he asked me about you.” The Ninth Prince explained early's test as the old man's unilateral inquiry without leaving a trace.
"Strange, why is he asking about me? If he wants to kill me, there is no need to check my eight generations of ancestors." The Feng family does not even have eight generations of ancestors, and she doesn't even know where her own grandfather is.
The Ninth Prince saw Feng Qingchen's puzzled expression, a cunning flashed in his eyes, and he said jokingly: "Maybe, he wants to help you find a match." Generally speaking, inquiring about a girl's family background means this.
The Ninth Prince was just joking, but Feng Qingchen took it seriously: "What you said makes sense. It seems that I think too much and act crazy all the time. I have a mother with an extraordinary family background, so how is it possible that I also have a father with an extraordinary family background? If this is true, then I am too legendary."
Instead of thinking about these unrealistic things, Feng Qingchen would rather think about how to pass on the Feng family.
For the sake of the Feng family, maybe she should give birth to a child earlier, otherwise the Feng family will be without descendants and will truly be extinct.
As a Chinese, Feng Qingchen is still very conservative at heart. The child does not have to be a boy, but the family name must be passed down.
She was an orphan in her previous life, so there was nothing much to say. Now that she had a home and a surname, she certainly had to pass on her family lineage and could not let the Feng family be cut off in her hands.
"You are a legend, and it's not surprising that you have a father of extraordinary background. Maybe your father is really related to the Killer Alliance." The Ninth Prince thought of his speculation in the morning and secretly decided in his heart that he would go back and have someone investigate the Killer Alliance and the background of those old monsters.
"That's impossible." Feng Qingchen didn't believe it at all: "If my father really had any connection with the Killer Alliance, he wouldn't have died so miserably back then."
Thinking of his father's shattered body, Feng Qingchen felt heartbroken and his eyes unconsciously turned red.
"Okay, okay, don't be sad. This is just our guess. It can't be taken as accurate. If you want to find out, we will check it later." Seeing Feng Qingchen crying, the Ninth Prince hurried to comfort Feng Qingchen. However, he knew in his heart that Feng Qingchen's guess was most likely correct.
The saying "a cunning rabbit has three burrows" is absolutely true.
Outsiders don't know, but the Ninth Prince knows for sure that those Xuan sects in the martial arts world actually all have inseparable ties with the Lan family of the previous dynasty, but it is hidden too deeply and very few people know about it.
If it weren't for this, the head of Xuanyi Valley wouldn't have let him send him. As for why he didn't look for Xuanxiao Palace and other Xuan sects, it was certainly not because he couldn't prove his identity to the Ninth Prince, but...
People always change. Many years ago, those Xuan sects were no longer under the control of the Lan family. After the demise of the Lan Dynasty, those Xuan sects forgot their responsibilities and missions and drew a clear line between themselves and the Lan family. Only the master of the Xuanyi Valley still remembered how his sect was established and who he belonged to.
Since the Lan family was able to secretly support the Xuan sect, the Fengli clan could certainly also create a few killer sects.
To support a martial arts master, it takes a lot of manpower and material resources. Without the support of the powerful and wealthy, those martial arts sects would not be able to train batch after batch of masters by relying on their own livelihood in the beginning.
Besides, the Jianghu is too chaotic, and the imperial court will not relax its control over him. If it is difficult to do it openly, then he can do it secretly. As long as he controls a few major sects, the Jianghu will still be ruled by the royal family...