It was not until nearly an hour later that the room was still calm and there was no sign of fighting. Dong and Mu left, leaving only Bai Yifeng standing outside the door, like a statue, motionless.

"If I had known this, it would have been better if I didn't want the news about Xun Ming's aura. Now it's okay. If it's related to such a rascal, I'd still be his apprentice!"

Hearing Bai Yifeng's grievance complaint, Mu Liling suppressed his smile and said, "Many strong people in Yuanzong have squeezed their heads and wanted to recognize him as his disciple. Although it is a bit unreasonable, you should not be in a blessing. At least until now, he has shown no signs of being unfavorable to you, otherwise, the city lord's mansion would have been destroyed thousands of times."

"Pooh!"

After cursing Mu Liling countless times in his heart, the door was finally pushed open, and Wancheng and Ling Aotian walked out side by side.

Seeing that the two of them were smiling, the big stone in Bai Yifeng's heart fell to the ground.

He clasped his fists at the two of them and said respectfully: "Master, Father."

The two also nodded to Bai Yifeng.

Wancheng called the maid and said, "Notify the lady to prepare a banquet and will entertain guests tonight."

After the maid left, Wan Cheng looked like Bai Yifeng and said kindly: "It is a blessing for my city lord's mansion to be a disciple of Brother Ling. Tonight, one is to celebrate this happy event, and the other is to practice it for you."

Seeing Wancheng, Ling Aotian was still very happy to get along. After Bai Yifeng got off, he walked towards his yard. The day of leaving was approaching, so he should be practicing quickly. Although Ling Aotian and Mu Liling were by his side, almost no one could hurt him, but when he was away, things were unpredictable. It was safest to improve his own strength and become stronger.

It was not until the maid came to summon him that Bai Yifeng opened his eyes, watched the sunset, felt the slight improvement in his body, and smiled with satisfaction and walked towards the living room.

There are all kinds of dishes on the table, but Bai Yifeng doesn't know how to eat it. Although his memory is restored, he knows that Wancheng and the other two are not their biological parents, but the friendship is still there and they are leaving, and they are reluctant to leave.

After the meal, Wancheng condemned people to clean up the best room for Ling Aotian to rest, and then he had time to walk towards Bai Yifeng's villa.

As soon as he was admitted to the hospital, Bai Yifeng was sitting on a stone chair under the moonlight, supporting his cheek with one hand, looking thoughtful.

"What are you thinking?"

Bai Yifeng, who was interrupted by his thoughts, turned his head to look at Wancheng, and smiled bitterly, "I realized that I couldn't bear to leave you and my mother."

"Did you just realize it? You kid are really heartless..." Although Wan Cheng looked dissatisfied, he had only reluctance in his eyes and no blame.

At this point, Wan Cheng paused, and after a long time, he whispered: "Your mother is not very familiar with the world and has never discovered it, but whether you think of it or not, we both have long regarded you as our biological son."

Since Wan Cheng had already exposed it and put it on the table, he said that Bai Yifeng would no longer argue because he had long regarded them as his biological parents.

"Jiang is still old. After being assassinated, she recovered her memory when she woke up." As the two looked at each other, Bai Yifeng explained lightly while smiling.

"Your mother and I once had a son, about the same age as you. When we were ten years old, we were assassinated. At that time, we said that you were rescued from the river. When your mother saw that you looked eighty-slightly similar to our deceased son, she couldn't help but recognize you as your son and conceal your true identity... Are you blamed us?"

"I was an orphan. I was abandoned by my parents since I was a child. There was only one brother and one... uncle, but now I have become a person with both parents. I am naturally happy. I am still afraid. You know that I have recovered my memory and will not recognize my son."

Wancheng reached out and patted Bai Yifeng's forehead and said, "You have no conscience, I still see you like Si Yue. I'm going to wait until you get old and find an opportunity to take you to propose marriage."

Bai Yifeng was stunned by the film or was shocked by these words, but Wan Cheng saw his embarrassed appearance and couldn't help laughing loudly.

Seeing Wancheng's gloating face, Bai Yifeng also smiled and muttered, "I'm not serious."

"Then say something serious and take it!" After saying that, a storage ring was thrown out from Wan Cheng's hand.

After taking the ring, Bai Yifeng looked up at Wancheng.

"this……"

Wan Cheng looked at Bai Yifeng with loving eyes: "Although you are the city lord, you cannot be careless. Now you are the only son of the city lord, this is the most I can win for you. As for Ling Aotian, the strong man of Yuanzong, you and me, nothing can be worthy of his goal. You should be trusted, but there is one thing you must remember, unless you are absolutely trustworthy, you can only trust seven points. When you go out, be careful."

Looking at the ring shining brightly in the moonlight in the palm of his palm, Bai Yifeng felt a soreness in his heart.

His figure flashed, he knelt in front of Wancheng, and kowtowed three times.

"The grace of raising one cannot be repaid."

He helped Bai Yifeng up, and there were tears flashing in Wancheng's eyes. He patted Bai Yifeng's shoulder and said, "Your mother is even more sad when you know you want to leave early. Please accompany her tomorrow. Okay, let's have a rest earlier, I'll go back."

"Um."

Watching Wancheng leave, Bai Yifeng tightly held the ring in his hand. He grew so big that in addition to feeling the affection of his family on Tiejun and Zhongqing, there were Wancheng and Donghui, especially Donghui, which made him feel the kindness of his mother for the first time.

In the storage ring on the palm of your hand, there must be many comfortable clothes and shoes that Donghui has prepared for him...

...

It was not until the morning sun shone on Bai Yifeng that he stood up from the stone bench, but saw Ling Aotian wearing black clothes walking towards him slowly.

After looking at Bai Yifeng, he said with some joking meaning: "Why, I can't bear to cry all night?"

Having been touched by the thoughts, and with the fact that she had shed a few tears last night, Bai Yifeng raised his head and looked at Ling Aotian with a little annoyed and embarrassed.

But he just turned his head aside and did not look at Bai Yifeng. Then a breath burst out. Bai Yifeng, who had been unable to escape overnight, was shocked and sat on the ground.

Ling Aotian turned around and walked, muttering as if he was in aggrieved manner as he walked: "What are the attitudes of young people nowadays when dealing with their masters? They like to ignore them. They are too unruly, too unruly..."

Bai Yifeng, who was extremely unhappy, jumped up and punched the stone table beside him.

As Bai Yifeng left, the stone table turned into pieces of gravel after pieces scattered on the ground with a broken sound.

After washing up, Bai Yifeng changed into a blue dress. This was sewn by Donghui himself, but he always thought it was fancy and he hasn't worn it a few times until now.

After tied up the jade pendant on his waist and put on the ring given to him by Wan Cheng, Bai Yifeng slowly walked towards the yard where Donghui lived.

This time, I accompanied Donghui from morning to night, after dinner, and chatted with him for a long time, then walked towards his yard. I was about to leave the day after tomorrow, and I tried the [Chicyan Zhen] before leaving.

But as soon as I entered the yard, I saw Ling Aotian leaning against his doorstep with a lazy look.

Ling Aotian also saw Bai Yifeng and smiled and said, "My disciple is also filial, but why don't you know how to respect your teachers?"

So, Bai Yifeng, who was still quite happy, instantly became a black line.

"Master... Why don't you rest in the middle of the night? You ran to me."

Ling Aotian stood straight, with his hands behind his back. His long hair was blown by the wind under the moonlight, and he was extremely handsome. At this moment, he felt like a paranormal.

"That Chiyan Zhen, do you want to practice?"

Bai Yifeng nodded, then was swept up by a hurricane and quietly headed out of the city lord's mansion.
Chapter completed!