Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Convinced or not?

Not convinced. All night long, the Xu Family Manor was filled with Sima Zhantian's howling and wailing, which frightened the servants into a state of panic. Thankfully, the kind butler Tao Yongshan was there to calm and explain things, so all was well.

No worries, all is well!

The problem wasn't with the people inside the manor; Tao Yongshan was utterly relieved. But at this rate of beating, how many days would it take for Sima Zhantian to be able to get out of bed?

"My head hurts!"

Yu Feiyu tried her best to fall asleep, but with worries on her mind and the occasional ghostly screams in the distance, it was odd if she could actually fall asleep.

The real intention for her deadbeat dad to send her to find Ye Feng was obviously clear to Yu Feiyu, but why did he so vigorously protect him before, only to be overtaken by someone else now?

Isn't this an indirect way of tormenting your daughter?

My head really hurts! Tomorrow, I'll have to treat that screaming brute. Yu Feiyu knew this task would inevitably fall on her; there was no escape unless she ran away now.

Honestly, Ye Feng was starting to admire Sima Zhantian's tenacity. What kind of beating did he have to endure to produce such "disingenuous" cries? But why be so stubborn? Just apologize nicely to the lady.

Is that so hard?

Anyway, Ye Feng didn't think it was so hard. He had just brought Long Nannan home and had to face quite a few cold looks from Hong Qingyan, rushing to privately apologize and admit his wrongs.

You just can't avoid apologizing!

At this moment, Ye Feng was still sleeping on the couch. If Hong Qingyan kicked him out of the room, where would that leave the face of the Northern Border King?

However, he soon saw that Hong Qingyan and Long Nannan had become close, and the latter had boldly taken over his spot in the bed. Now Ye Feng felt entirely out of sorts. You just sleep if you want to sleep.

This little monster's hands are not only restless but also never forgets to provoke Ye Feng from time to time.

Inviting trouble!

For a moment, Ye Feng couldn't help but want to grab Long Nannan and toss her out. What on earth was this little brat thinking about all day?

The next day.

When everyone saw Sima Zhantian again, they were genuinely startled. Not only had he "gained weight" overnight, but his complexion had also darkened. The ring of "black flesh" on his body was the result of Feng Yuan beating and roasting him.

As expected of Sausage Sister!

Sima Zhantian was so black that Ye Feng almost didn't recognize him. He sighed, trying to wake Sima Zhantian up, thinking how carefree he must be to sleep through this.

Little did he know!

It was because Feng Yuan had gotten tired of beating him the night before and simply knocked Sima Zhantian out with a punch.

"Not convinced!"

Indeed, when Ye Feng called out to him, Sima Zhantian was still out of it, and the words that came from his mouth were still the same two defiant words from last night.

Without hesitation, Ye Feng used his Qi Force to help clear Sima Zhantian's blood stasis, then looked towards Yu Feiyu, who immediately nodded in agreement.

"Let's set out for the Northern Border!"

In that moment, a fierce wind arose out of nowhere, filling the screen with a deadly calm. Xiao Chuanqi felt his sword humming softly as his blood also began to boil.

Finally, the day had come!

"Grandpa, what is the Northern Border?"

Xu Liuyuan gazed at the man departing in the morning light, suddenly feeling a sense of longing in his little eyes.

"It's a place of dreams."

Xu Tiefeng lay back in the chair, gently stroking his grandson's head, his expression filled with melancholy.

If you're not from the Northern Border and have never been there, who are you to speak of that bloody place? People would only go there for their dreams and the peace of the nation.

Otherwise, who would willingly go to such a place?

But Xu Tiefeng still had an unspoken thought in his heart, that it's a place full of buried dreams just as much as it's a place where countless dreams are buried.

When young, it's enough to fill their hearts with dreams.

This world constantly teaches every person how to grow.

...

North of the North, lies the Northern Border.

Those within Xuanyuan believe the furthest frontier of the nation is the Northern Border, but in reality, and in the eyes of Ye Feng and the true people of the Northern Border, the extent of the Northern Border depends on how far north the battle lines can be pushed.

Currently, the Northern Border is beyond the nation's border.

Ye Feng led the Northern Border troops to push five hundred miles northward, severing the southward invasion of the Mingbei Kingdom's savage vanguard.

It's a pity that this historic and significant achievement can, to this day, only live on in the hearts of the Northern Border people, with few inside the country knowing about it, and even those who do are not permitted to proclaim it widely.

Once beyond the national border, you can only travel by car. The climate in the north is severe, and in winter, strong winds and heavy snow obstruct all air travel. If you reach the ice plains, it's impossible to even travel by car; one must rely on traditional means, like horses.

"Cold?"

In the North, Hong Qingyan had wrapped herself up, wearing even more layers now, akin to being wrapped like a big zongzi.

"Not cold."

Hong Qingyan's face was rosy, clearly from the cold.

Saying she wasn't cold was definitely a lie. Just look at the snow underneath her feet. No matter where you shift your gaze, it's all white, a true embodiment of that famous poem.

Views of the North, thousand miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

"I'm really not cold."

"Grandpa once told me, the real cold can freeze stones into ice, and even the Martial King can't stay there too long."

Compared to Hong Qingyan, Long Nannan wore much less, just a thin down jacket, frolicking happily in the snow. To this day, Ye Feng couldn't fathom what Cultivation Level this little monster possessed.

In conclusion, instead of worrying about Long Nannan, Ye Feng felt he should be more concerned about himself.

Because he admitted he couldn't beat this little monster, and of course, such a sentiment wouldn't be shared openly - comparing oneself with a monster can only make things more infuriating.

"Let's go!"

"I'll take you two to catch some delicacies on the grassland,"

Ye Feng said with great enthusiasm.

"Great!"

Long Nannan was the first to echo in agreement.

Having left the small mountain village, everything out here was incredibly fresh to her. She also couldn't be separated from Ye Feng; otherwise, with her monstrous abilities, heaven knows where she might be up to no good at this moment.

Hong Qingyan nodded. To tell the truth, she didn't want to dampen Ye Feng's spirits. The next second, before she could take a step, Ye Feng had already scooped her up and dashed off, causing Long Nannan to howl from behind, yelling for him to let go of the beauty.

"I'll go find some firewood."

Xiao Chuanqi knew what Ye Feng was up to. If nothing unexpected happened, he'd soon be able to enjoy a delicacy that even the Old Northern King couldn't stop praising. Read latest stories on My Virtual Library Empire

"I'll go too."

Xia Lengchan said and then ran off.

Yu Feiyu felt helpless; she wanted to accompany Ye Feng, but there was no way she could keep up with his pace. Disgruntled, she returned to where she had been.

"Feeling any better?"

Feng Yuan looked in the direction where Ye Feng had run off and curled her lip in boredom, then she found Sima Zhantian.

Poor Sima Zhantian was still lying sickly in the tent at that moment. Feng Yuan's blows had been truly ruthless; all non-critical parts of his skeleton had been broken by her, and Yu Feiyu had a heck of a time fixing him up when she brought him back.

Has this woman changed her ways?

Sima Zhantian watched Feng Yuan with lingering fear. Being processed so miserably was a first for him, especially since it was done by a woman using her fists, which he was most proud of.

"Not dead yet."

Sima Zhantian's reply was nonchalant.

"Want to have another look?"

Today, Feng Yuan had wrapped herself up. Over her fiery red leather outfit, she'd donned a jacket of the same fiery red color.

This question!

Sima Zhantian's expression grew ugly. Clenching his teeth, he said,

"If you dare to show, I dare to look."

If he said he wouldn't look, wouldn't the beating he received yesterday have been in vain?

Sima Zhantian was frightened by Feng Yuan's horrifying strength; just one avatar of hers was able to beat him into being unable to care for himself, but he wasn't afraid of the beating.

Fighting was either you beat someone, or you get beaten by someone; there was nothing much to say. The key was never to admit defeat, especially not to a woman.

"Heh heh!"

Feng Yuan really did open her down jacket to reveal a flash of white.

Truly vicious!

Sima Zhantian had an inkling of what was to come after just a few glances. He couldn't help laughing, and sure enough, Feng Yuan's fist came down mercilessly yet again.

"Everyone else is paired up; why do I do this to myself?"

Yu Feiyu listened to the commotion nearby, her face showing an air of having met with poor company. Later, she'd have to help that idiot patch himself up again. To be honest, she was starting to admire Sima Zhantian.

Why just refuse to admit defeat?

An hour later, Ye Feng returned with a fat hare in hand. At this moment, Hong Qingyan was lying on his back, and Long Nannan hung onto his front; such hard labor really was unrivaled.

"Little Martial Uncle, bunnies are so cute, why do we have to eat them?"

Watching Ye Feng skillfully slaughter and skin a snow hare in no time, Long Nannan tilted her head and asked.

"Is it that you can't eat something because it's cute?"

Ye Feng looked up at Long Nannan sitting on the snow, a mischievous smile spreading across his face.

"Little Martial Uncle, don't scare me. I'm cute too; do you want to eat me?"

In the end, there was a tiny voice that added, "You want to eat, but you don't dare to tell Sister Qingyan."

"Stop right there, I advise you to give up on that dream in your heart."

If it hadn't been for Feng Yuan telling him personally, Ye Feng never would have believed that this seemingly harmless and tender Little Monster dreamed of conquering all the men in the world.

"I won't!"

"If you tell me to give up, I'll just go conquer all the women in the world instead."

Long Nannan declared earnestly.

Forget it!

You might as well keep your original dream. Ye Feng tossed another big white hare to Long Nannan and said,

"If you think it's cute, then you should raise it."

Unexpectedly, Long Nannan only glanced at it, then quickly skinned and gutted it, imitating Ye Feng's motion; her composed demeanor made Ye Feng raise his eyebrows in surprise.

"Little Martial Uncle, bunny really is yummy."

When Ye Feng handed over the first roasted rabbit leg to Long Nannan, she took a bite and became excitedly animated.

"My lord, I want some too."

This was the food that Ye Feng, when he was still the commander of the Northern Border Legion, used to conquer the taste buds of the Old Northern King. Seeing everyone enjoying their meal, Sima Zhantian grew anxious.

"Those who are injured can't eat meat."

"Right, eating meat makes you vigorous, and it could strain the wounds."

"I'll go feed him."

When Feng Yuan's words came out, everyone's eyes grew strange, as if her beating had awakened some feelings.

Incredible!