Chapter 97: The Change in the Leng Family

  Alas! A lone figure in the distance, dismounting his horse and turning back.

  "The cold mansion was heavily guarded, and a loud shout went up as a large number of soldiers rushed out from all sides. On the high points of the surrounding houses, many soldiers appeared with longbows in hand, their arrows all aimed at Cold Impermanence and his group of over ten people."

  Leng Xiao Yao's brow furrowed slightly as he witnessed this scene, for when he saw Wang Feng at the city gate, he had already sensed that something big was amiss in the Leng household. He thought things wouldn't be so severe, but unexpectedly, his grandfather actually mobilized the last remaining protective force of the Leng family, the Cold Guard Army. It seemed this matter was more serious than he thought.

  Wang Fu saw that his young master frowned and immediately stepped forward, shouting: "How dare you! My young master is returning to the mansion, and you actually dare to block him?"

  "Master? The leader of the group was taken aback. He took a step forward, carefully observing Leng Xiao Yao's appearance, but his face showed confusion, and he even pulled out a portrait from his sleeve to compare it with Leng Xiao Yao. After verifying, he hastily retreated several steps, raised his hand and shouted: "How dare you! Who are you people? Daring to impersonate the young master of the Leng family, take them down!"

  The soldiers around heard the leader's words and immediately rose up, each soldier holding weapons and surrounding Leng Xiao Yao and others. The archers on the high grounds of the house also pulled their bows tight, waiting for the moment to shoot. "Imposter?" Leng Xiao Yao was stunned, Wang Fu and others were also stunned, seemingly unable to understand what the general had just said.

  King Wu hastily shouted and immediately stretched out his hand to take out a token from his bosom and threw it at the general, saying: "This is my waist token, you can check it."

  The general carefully examined the token thrown by Wang Fu, and found that it was completely genuine. A look of doubt appeared on his face as he looked at Leng Xiao Yao and his group. He whispered a few words to the soldiers beside him, and one of them quickly ran into the Leng Mansion.

  "Please wait a moment, this general is also unclear about Leng Xueyang's true identity at this time, because Leng Xueyang and the person in the painting in his hand have several differences, and there have been several incidents in the Leng Mansion in recent days, making this general guard against him."

  After a brief moment, two soldiers carried out a wooden chair made of bamboo, and on the chair sat an old man, who was none other than Fu Bo, the head of the Leng family, someone that Leng Xiao Yao was very familiar with.

  Leng Xiao Yao's face changed as he saw this scene, his body naturally took a step forward, and a look of surprise appeared on his face as he called out: "Fu Bo."

  "Lock, lock, lock. The soldiers at the entrance of the Leng Mansion saw Leng Xiao Yao approaching and immediately held up their weapons to block the entrance, as if they would attack as soon as he took another step forward."

  Fu Bo, who was sitting in the chair, heard Leng Xiao Yao's words and his originally dim eyes suddenly shone with a sharp light as he shouted loudly: "Make way, it's Young Master returning to the manor!"

  The leading general heard Fu Bo's words, slightly stunned, and immediately waved his hand to signal the soldiers around him to withdraw. The next moment, he stood with one hand on his chest, slightly bowing: "I didn't know your identity, sir. If I have offended you, please punish me."

  Leng Xiao Yao reached out with both hands and helped the general up, his face filled with a sincere expression as he praised: "You did well"

  After praising the general, Leng Xiao Yao didn't wait for his reaction and directly walked to Fu Bo's side, squatting down and showing a look of urgency on her face: "Fu Bo, what's going on? What's wrong with you?"

  "It's nothing, just a minor injury. Fu Bo's face turned pale as he smiled and looked at the person following behind Leng Xiao Yao. When his eyes landed on Ping Fan, his old face suddenly froze in shock."

  Leng Xiao Yao saw the expression on Fu Bo's face and followed his gaze, only to see that Ping Fan, who was walking at the back, also had a shocked expression, seemingly with excitement mixed in. It was strange, could it be that Fu Bo and Ping Fan knew each other? But what Ping Fan said next shocked Leng Xiao Yao even more.

  "Second Uncle rushed over to Fu Bo with an excited look, squatted down, grasped Fu Bo's hands tightly with both of his own, and exclaimed excitedly."

  "Alas!" Old Fu sighed and said: "The Second Uncle you mentioned has long been dead."

  Ping Fan heard Old Man Fu say this, his originally excited expression became even more agitated, and he hastily called out: "No, Second Uncle, you're not dead, do you know that? For so many years, Father has been searching for you, never expecting that Second Uncle would actually change your name and hide in Tian Long Country, no wonder Father couldn't find you."

  "Haha, never mind, everything is like smoke and dreams, it's all in the past now, let's not mention it again."

  Fu Bo waved his hand slightly and immediately started coughing, his old face turned red as if he was seriously ill.

  Ordinary saw this scene, hastily grasped Fu Bo's pulse with his hand, inputting a refined aura, only then did the coughing Fu Bo stop coughing, and his face, which had turned red from lack of air, slightly improved.

  "Second Uncle, who did it?" Ping Fan asked with a ferocious expression, his body involuntarily exuding a thick murderous aura.

  "Huh?" A hint of surprise appeared on Leng Xiao's face, although he had been in contact with Ping for a long time, but after half a year of getting along. Leng Xiao was originally the kind of person who didn't care about worldly affairs, giving people a very cold feeling, as if nothing in this world could move his heart to kill. Unexpectedly, today he actually moved to kill, which was a miracle.

  Fu Bo saw Ping Fan's expression and stretched out his hand to touch Ping Fan's head, with a hint of kindness on his face: "Fan Er, calm your heart and mind, don't let Second Uncle prevent you from breaking through the static heart realm."

  Ping Fan heard Old Man Fu's words and the killing aura that had flashed out from his body was immediately retracted, a respectful expression on his face as he said: "Yes, Second Uncle."

  Fu Bo nodded in satisfaction and then said to Leng Xiao Yao, "Young master, the head of the household has also been seriously injured. I'll accompany you to see him first."

  "Although I really want to figure out what secrets still exist between Fu Bo and Ping Fan, listening to Ping Fan's tone just now, it seems that Fu Bo's identity is not simple! However, the most urgent thing at present is to first understand what changes have taken place in Kyoto during the half year I was away."

  He coolly waved his hand, signaling the two soldiers who had just lifted the chair to step aside, then smiled at Ping and said: "Brother Ping, come and lend a hand."

  Ping Fan heard Leng Xiao Yao's words and was taken aback for a moment, then immediately smiled with joy: "Alright, I'll go."

  Fu Bo heard what Leng Xiao Yao said and hastily said: "Young Master, how can this be?"

  Leng Xiao stretched out his hand and pressed Fu Bo's shoulders, saying: "Fu Bo, what can't be done? Besides, you are my elder, I grew up under your care, and Ping Da is your nephew. Let the two juniors help the senior walk a section of the road, this seems to be reasonable! Just tell me which courtyard Grandfather is in."

  Leng Xiao Yao finished speaking and walked to the front, stretching out both hands to hold onto two wooden pillars.

  "Up!" said Leng Xiao Yao lightly, and at the same time, she exerted a bit of force from behind, and the two of them lifted up the wooden bamboo chair steadily.

  Fu Bo's face showed a hint of comfort as he sat on the wooden bamboo chair, and his originally pale complexion also added a touch of blush.

  "You few stay at Dangukou." Leng Xiao said to Liu Hao and others.

  "Yes, young master Liu Hao and others responded in unison, then quickly dispersed. Several people jumped to the highest point of the house, carefully observing everything around them. Liu Hao stood guard at the entrance of the courtyard with his hands holding a sword."

  Leng Xianyao saw Liu Hao and others' movements, and secretly nodded in his heart. It seems that after Liu Hao and Wang Fu's eleven people strengthened themselves in the Yan Aoshan Mountains for half a year, they have begun to integrate into modern thinking. It seems that if there is time, these eleven people can be vigorously cultivated, and in the future, they can become their own left and right arms.

  "Let's go!" Leng Xiao Yao said to Ping Fan, who was carrying Fu Bo on his back. The latter nodded slightly, but at this moment, Ping Fan's gaze towards Leng Xiao Yao had a hint of gratitude.

  Leng Xiangyao walked to the door and gently pushed it open with her hand.

  The door of the "Ga Ji" house was slowly opened, and a scene entered the eyes. Leng Xiao Yao's eyes turned red, and she saw a maid with clear eyebrows feeding an old man with white hair to drink medicine. The old man lay on a semi-reclining chair, his face pale, with a stupid expression, as if he had no consciousness. Was this still the strong grandfather from before?

  "Ah!" Feng, who was helping Leng Xiao Tian take his medicine, suddenly looked like a frightened little white rabbit and dropped the bowl of medicine in her hand. A few drops of the medicine splashed onto Leng Xiao Tian's clothes.

  Although Leng Xiao Yao had already heard Fu Bo's account on the way here and was mentally prepared, he never thought that things would be so terrible, far exceeding his expectations by tens of times. Can't Tian Long Country really accommodate a veteran with outstanding military achievements?

  After Xiao Feng's fright, he suddenly realized that the person seemed very familiar. He took a closer look and immediately his face lit up with excitement as he exclaimed: "Young Master, you've finally returned! Old Master is..."

  Leng Xiangyao gazed at Xiaofeng's tear-stained face, reached out to wipe away her tears and comforted her: "Don't worry, things will pass, it'll get better soon. These days have been tough on you."

  "It's not bitter at all, Little Phoenix."

  "Go take a rest! I heard from Fu Bo that you haven't closed your eyes for three days and nights, little girl." Leng Xiao Yao said, looking at the haggard Little Feng.

  "It's nothing, Master." Xiaofeng replied with a stubborn expression on her face.

  With a helpless shake of his head, he directly stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the sleeping point on Xiao Feng's back, then wrapped his arms around her fallen body. He carried Xiao Feng to Grandfather's room and laid her down on a table covered with animal hide, which was just large enough for her petite body to lie on.

  After doing all this, Leng Xiao Yao half-knelt in front of the unconscious Leng Xue Tian, stretched out both hands and tightly grasped Leng Xue Tian's hands, her eyes becoming moist.