CHAPTER 401: CHAPTER 227: SULUO, TIGER LEAVES THE MOUNTAIN_2

"I understand."

He no longer argued, just making up his mind to intensify the investigation after coming down.

The young man’s eyes returned to indifference, and the procession of carriages headed towards the factory.

For a moment, only the sound of coughing echoed on both sides of the street amid the rising dust.

Until the very end.

Buzz!

In the deserted garden corner, the light shifted, revealing a woman in a gray cloak hidden in disguise.

Her eyes filled with anger as she watched the carriage disappear, biting her silver teeth.

"The Charles family is so ruthless."

"They even killed all those servants..."

The figure in golden armor was certainly detestable, but there was a pride of strength in him, disdainful of killing ordinary weaklings.

But the Charles family, in order to destroy clues and evidence, was so insane that they directly killed all the survivors in that villa.

"No, if this continues, more innocent people will get hurt."

"I need the teacher’s help."

Her gaze was firm, and eventually, she picked up a curtain to cover her body.

In an instant, her figure disappeared again.

....

....

Whoosh!!!

A flying car broke through the air, scattering the white clouds.

Tall buildings rose into the sky, Chen Feng stood by the window, retracting his gaze to look at his phone.

[Han Chao: Master Chen, set off at two in the afternoon, please wait at the Yanwu Gym.....]

The martial arts exchange in Suluo is tomorrow, and he and Zhou Wuren need to head to Suluo today.

The other party had previously communicated through messages, so he wasn’t surprised by this.

He quickly tidied up.

He left his room and saw Chen Yun preparing breakfast, and the secret medicine porridge delivered by Cao Tong’s people was already on the table.

"You’re up?"

"Yeah."

Chen Feng nodded, walked to the dining table, and sat down.

"I will leave Nanjiang today." He said, taking a sip of the hot porridge.

"Alright."

Chen Yun smiled and nodded, oblivious to Suluo, thinking he was going to Luo River.

The siblings chatted a bit, soon.

"Try the new clothes."

Chen Yun came out of the room with a thick black down jacket.

"You’re wearing too little. I checked Luo River’s weather forecast, it’s colder than our Nanjiang."

"I bought this last night while having dinner with Weiwei, it’s extra-large, you should be able to wear it..."

Chen Feng was slightly taken aback by her gentle concern, feeling as if he had returned to the time just after crossing over.

Though he had long been unafraid of the cold and heat, and didn’t quite like thick and restrictive down jackets.

But.....

"Alright."

Smiling and nodding, he went to change into the clothes.

.....

"Yo! A down jacket?"

"Really not used to seeing you dressed this thick."

That afternoon, at the entrance of the Yanwu Gym.

Several flying cars were parked there, and Lin Hao, wearing a wool coat and suit, joked with a smile, drawing a glance from Chen Feng.

The black long down coat had a hood hanging at the back, with the hem reaching the knee level.

The velvet filling, quite warm, was from a famous sports brand on Earth Star, the Climbing Brand.

The only discomfort was a feeling of tightness around the shoulders and elbows, as if any large movements would rip it apart.

"Sister Yun bought it for you?"

Lin Xiao guessed with a grin, and Chen Feng didn’t deny it.

"Yeah."

"Great, Suluo has recently had a big temperature drop, and I heard the martial arts exchange venue is near the Big Snow Mountain, I brought some thick clothes too..."

The two chatted for a moment, and Cao Tong and Zhao Tingxiao emerged, wearing thick hoodies and jackets, carrying suitcases.

One had already become Chen Feng’s life assistant, and the other came along to witness the event in Suluo.

As for Lin Hao.

Two people stood behind him.

One was familiar, the former security team captain Zhou Cheng.

The other was somewhat unfamiliar, a square-faced middle-aged man in a black trench coat with a close-cropped head.

"This is our company’s safety consultant, Mr. Yuan Yueshan."

Lin Hao proactively introduced, as the other reached out, smiling kindly at Chen Feng.

"Pleasure to meet you, Master Chen."

Somewhat surprised, Chen Feng’s perception detected that this person was actually an Advanced Vajra Level Transformed Person, and close to Fourth Order Peak level.

"Pleasure to meet you."

Without asking more, the two shook hands simply.

He guessed that this should be one of Lin Hao’s hidden connections.

"What about Uncle Liu?"

Chen Feng glanced around but didn’t see the gentlemanly old butler with white gloves.

"Uncle Liu is not going; he stays in Nanjiang to hold down the fort for me."

Lin Hao chuckled softly: "With him there, I can set my mind at ease when traveling far."

He blinked, and Chen Feng faintly sensed something different.

After coming back from Yun Gang last time, the mention of Jade Biotechnology led the other party to disappear from Nanjiang for several days.

Combining this with the appearance of Yuan Yueshan, he had some guesses.

Whoosh!!!

At that moment, a flying device came into view.

The red maple leaf emblem caught the attention of many passersby, who stopped in amazement.

Soon after, several fully armed military men appeared.

"Master Chen, thank you for waiting."

"Please."

Someone spoke, and Chen Feng nodded, leading the team into the cabin where he saw Zhou Wuren sitting inside.

Dressed in a gray-black patterned robe of ancient style, accompanied by the disciple seen before.

"Brother Chen!" Zhou Wuren stood up and shouted, his stern face breaking into a smile.

"Old Zhou."

The two naturally set aside the pleasantries, perhaps due to the life-and-death events in Yun Gang and the matter of Xie Xiao’s funeral.

Thus, their appellations were somewhat more intimate compared to other grandmasters.

Soon after, with a slight lift of his brow, Chen Feng noticed something was off.

"Just you?"

He remembered the other had mentioned another grandmaster from the Holy Sect accompanying.

"Oh, don’t mention it."

"Master Wu encountered some trouble; he was injured and won’t be able to make it this time."

Zhou Wuren said helplessly, and Chen Feng raised his eyebrow slightly.

The Holy Sect is the indisputable leader in the Northern Martial Arts World; who would dare to injure them?

"Last time at Xiang Mountain, that Great Protector didn’t die, surprising the Holy Sect people."

"Afterward, when searching for clues, Master Wu was ambushed and seriously injured."

Zhou Wuren explained in a low voice, and Chen Feng let out an understanding "oh."

It’s very likely related to the Divine Martial Alliance, which does have some background indeed.

"So just the two of us?" Chen Feng asked again.

"Of course."

Zhou Wuren’s expression was speechless, looking as if the question was unnecessary.

The military man beside them stepped forward with a smile: "Master Chen shocked the world in the battle at Xiang Mountain; beneath the Extreme Realm, no opponent stands a chance."

"So we feel that with you here, whether one more or less at the martial arts exchange doesn’t matter."

The respect in his tone was unmistakable; Zhou Wuren felt a bit hurt but didn’t refute it.

He was well aware of what defeating a Fake Extreme Realm signified.

To this, Cao Tong and Zhao Tingxiao listened with pride.

From a once declining school to now being famous in the Red Country Martial Arts World, their senior brother was truly a legend.

Chen Feng, hearing this, remained quite calm but nodded nonetheless, acknowledging the military’s attention and respect.

He then introduced Lin Hao and others behind him; the military man indicated it was fine, clearly having been informed by Han Chao.

Buzz!!!

Immediately, the cabin door closed, and the air currents surged.

The flying device ascended high, heading straight towards the direction of Luo River.

There lied the border adjacent to Suluo, marked by a special city defense gate.

"Looks like the big sister-headed to Suluo first."

Lin Hao said quietly, and Chen Feng raised an eyebrow, not too surprised.

The Black Crystal Group had wide connections and always had ways to cross the border into Suluo even amidst martial law.

Whoosh!!

With air currents sweeping up, within just over half an hour, the junction of Luo River and Suluo came into view.

A metallic building entirely in white-gray was situated at the center of a gentle traffic route, its skyward radar scanning widely, detecting various nearby electromagnetic signals.

Nearby, military camps were visible, with armored vehicles, tanks, and numerous heavy weapons, some figures in camouflage uniforms standing in neat formations, even undergoing training.

[Beep! City defense gate requests communication access!]

"Granted."

The military man nodded to connect the communication, ending the brief conversation and flying off directly.

Witnessing this scene, some forces set up and forced down below looked on enviously, discussing continuously.

Moreover, a military youth raised his head to look, listening to his companions’ quiet conversation nearby.

"Are they going to the martial arts exchange?"

"Probably, I heard Master Chen from Nanjiang was invited too."

"Can he manage? Isn’t it said that martial artists from Suluo are quite insidious? Master Chen’s so young, if he lacks experience..."

"Fool, why do you think they asked him to step in?"

Voices entered their ears, watching as the flying device gradually disappeared into the horizon.

The youth in camouflage looking up smiled slightly, sincerely wishing: "Coach."

"Wish you a triumphant victory!"