When the sentry at the town entrance saw a strange carriage approaching, he notified the guards at the gate. As soon as the carriage stopped, it was immediately surrounded by armed South Vietnamese soldiers. After all the previous disappointing experiences, the soldiers guarding the gate softened their tone. After all, the strangers who came here recently seemed to be important guests of Shi Zairong. "Stop, who are you?"
As a Daliang native, Zhou Weiyong didn't care about court battles or the affairs of the martial arts world, but he still had some hostility towards the people of Nanyue: "I want to see the Grand Tutor."
The soldiers saw that the old man was very arrogant, as if he had some extraordinary background, so they asked, "What's in your car?"
Zhou Weiyong said: "The patient."
The soldier then asked, "Male or female?"
Zhou Weiyong glanced at the car curtain and replied calmly, "...a woman."
Upon hearing this, everyone subconsciously put their weapons away. The man who had been questioning couldn't help but mutter, "Tsk, it's a woman again! Why do women always come to see the Grand Tutor? Are they treated differently just because they look different? This really makes people feel a little unbalanced."
After muttering, the soldier looked the man up and down. He looked dusty and tired, as if he had come from a long way away in a hurry. Without asking any more questions, he simply said, "Tell me your name first, and I'll pass the message on for you."
Lin Feng, who was in the car, heard that they still had to go through the formalities and thought it was a waste of time, so he said, "Mr. Zhou, there's no need to go through so much trouble."
This was said lightly, but the soldiers, who had just lowered their guard, drew their weapons in unison upon hearing the man's voice in the car. They faced Zhou Weiyong and said, "Didn't they say there was a woman in the car? Why is it a man's voice? Who are you? Are you spies?"
Lin Feng, who was sitting in the car, smiled helplessly, lifted the curtain and said, "It's me, Lin Feng."
Everyone knew that Lin Feng was Shi Zairong's friend, and naturally, most of the army knew his appearance as well. After confirming it was Lin Feng, everyone put away their weapons and said, "It really is Lord Lin. Didn't you disappear?... I've spoken out of turn. Lord Lin, please, I will report this to the Grand Tutor immediately."
"Thank you."
Shi Zairong almost went crazy when he saw a large and living Lin Feng standing in front of him. Lin Feng looked at Shi Zairong's face and said, "What's wrong? You look like you've eaten rat poison when you see me. Are you going to die or become mute?"
Shi Zairong looked like he wanted to touch her but didn't dare. He asked again, "Are you really Lin Feng? Aren't you dead? How, how could this happen!"
Lin Feng said helplessly, "You all said I was missing or dead. Is this how you cursed me when I'm not around?"
Upon hearing this, Shi Zairong put his restless hands behind his back. They had all heard of Xiahou Qing's disguise skills. If it was a fake, wouldn't all their excitement be in vain? Lin Feng's face could be faked, but the birthmark on his body couldn't be faked in a short time. "No, no, I have to make sure. Take off your pants!"
Without waiting for Shi Zairong to make a move, Zhou Weiyong, who was looking forward to the touching scene of the so-called friends recognizing each other, watched Shi Zairong about to make a move after a disagreement. Lin Feng's body hadn't fully recovered yet, and he couldn't let him play with him: "Ahem, Grand Tutor, this is not appropriate!"
Shi Zairong glanced at the uncle who stopped him and asked, "I haven't asked yet, who is this person?"
Lin Feng knew that it was already embarrassing to involve Zhou Weiyong in these matters, and it was not appropriate to reveal his identity at this moment, so he said, "This is Liu Yong, the shopkeeper of Tang Chenchun's shop. Thanks to him, otherwise, you would hardly see me in your life."
Shi Zairong asked, why did his previous intelligence show that he and Tang Chen should have broken up? How could that be? "How did you two end up together? Have you reconciled with Tang Chen?"
Lin Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Not really. It's a bit complicated. I'll explain it to you later. I escaped death this time, but I brought you a big gift."
However, at this moment, Shi Zairong was not curious about what this gift was. He just wanted to carefully confirm that the person talking to him was really Lin Feng: "Wait, don't rush to talk about things, take off your pants first!"
Lin Feng hurriedly said, "We've said so much, it's enough to prove my identity. There's really no need to take off my pants!"
"Yes, yes, Manager Liu, please go out first. I can handle this myself!" After saying that, for Lin Feng's sake, Shi Zairong was very considerate and asked someone to take Manager Liu downstairs to rest first: "Xiao Liang, take Manager Liu downstairs to rest."
Xiao Liang, who was suddenly called in and saw the confusing scene before him, said that he really didn't understand the world of these adults at all, and he didn't need to understand it: "...Yes."
After closing the door, Shi Zairong pulled Lin Feng's pants off. After seeing the birthmark on his butt, Shi Zairong dipped his hand in water and rubbed it. After confirming that it was not painted on, he stepped back a few steps with a sense of relief and sat on the desk: "Ah, great, it's not painted on, it really is you!"
After Shi Zairong was sure that his old friend had returned alive, he was about to give Lin Feng a big hug as a welcome gift, but was kicked by Lin Feng: "Wait, don't be so happy, I need to put on my pants first!"
Shi Zairong quickly turned around while holding Lin Feng's shoes and said, "Oh, sorry, sorry, please do as you please."
After Lin Feng put on his pants, Shi Zairong hurriedly asked curiously: "Didn't you say you brought me a big gift? Is it something important? Is it something I like?"
Lin Feng replied calmly, "It's very important. You should like it."
Shi Zairong said that he really wanted to know what Lin Feng had been through during the time he had no news, and why he looked so bad when he returned. "Then don't rush to show your cards. Tell me what happened to you first."
Lin Feng said wearily, "It's a long story. My Lord Grand Master, do you think my current body can withstand a candlelit night conversation with you?"
Shi Zairong thought for a moment and said, "...Then let's look at the gifts first. You can tell me while you rest."
Lin Feng rolled his eyes at him as his first gift, then brought the topic back to the topic: "I heard that someone from the Huangfu family has arrived, and they are now in the Northwest Courtyard, right?"
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