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

In the following two days, the Southern River Region Jiangnan Province seemed to have entered a state of tranquility, and nobody came to bother Ye Feng, including the Martial Alliance, which also appeared to be quiet.

Enjoying the rare leisure, over the past two days, Ye Feng and Hong Qingyan got to tour the scenery of Jiangnan. However, during this time, Hong Qingyan's mood didn't seem very good, she was reticent, and appeared preoccupied with heavy thoughts.

Ye Feng asked twice, but Hong Qingyan merely smiled and said it was nothing, so he didn't press further.

After two peaceful days passed, the whole region of Southern River Region Jiangnan appeared to be caught in an undercurrent of unrest.

Today was the seventieth birthday of the elder patriarch of the Yin Family, one of the Four Great Families of Southern River Region Jiangnan, so early in the morning, the ancient gates of the Yin family were flung open.

The Yin Family also owned an estate in the suburb, ancient and elegant. Just the sight of those fading vermilion gates showed they had weathered many years. Today these long-unopened gates were welcoming guests who were coming from all directions to celebrate.

In the last two days, possibly to curry favor with Ye Feng, Pang Youze had nearly exhausted his family's resources to investigate the Yin Family and made a startling discovery.

"Are you saying that this Yin Family is connected to some Dao Sects hidden deep in the mountains and forests?" In the villa, Ye Feng frowned slightly.

"Yes, Mr. Ye, the Yin Family has an ancient lineage, and it seems they possess a breathing technique within their family, which comes from the Daoist Family," said Pang Youze.

Next to him, Luo Keque pondered and said, "So, it seems that the ancestors of the Yin Family were originally from a Daoist Sect."

Pang Youze nodded and answered, "Indeed, the ancestor of the Yin Family later left the Daoist Sect and came to Southern River Region Jiangnan to branch out and grow, relying on what may have been an incomplete Daoist breathing technique to rise step by step!"

Ye Feng remained silent. If what Pang Youze had said was true, the Yin Family indeed seemed unusual, as it was already involved with the Sects of Ancient Martial Arts.

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But as the Northern Border King, Ye Feng needed to understand far more than ordinary people, and he was aware that there indeed existed Sects of Ancient Martial Arts in this world.

These Sects of Ancient Martial Arts differ from what the secular world or the market thinks of Shaolin and Wudang. Or rather, what is currently known as Shaolin and Wudang is merely for show; the real Sects of Ancient Martial Arts have retreated behind the scenes and seldom make public appearances.

Actually, a significant reason for Ye Feng's current achievements and his status as the Northern Border King was because he had a special breathing technique.

This technique, the source of which he did not know, was obtained by chance from an old fellow who looked like a beggar while he was in an orphanage.

Ye Feng remembered exchanging two steamed buns for the other's breathing technique at the time.

It was a great and bitterly cold day, and the Old Beggar was huddling in a corner of the park, looking like he was about to starve to death. Ye Feng was only five years old, hiding from the rain under an eave in the park with his companions from the orphanage.

He remembered there were several dozen companions, but only Ye Feng couldn't bear it, mustered the courage to dash through the rain, and gave the Old Beggar two steamed buns. The Beggar didn't say a word, just handed him a dirty book containing just three pages of paper.

As bizarre and absurd as it sounded, it indeed happened to Ye Feng.

It was thanks to this mere three-page breathing technique that Ye Feng grew step by step, especially after entering the Northern Border, where he quickly stood out and ultimately became the youngest and strongest king of the Four Realms in history.

It's even been said by some elders in the kingdom that the Northern Border King will be the most likely to become the War God!

The War God, the protector of the nation.

However, what followed was the assassination incident in the Capital Region, something many had not anticipated. It's likely that many in the kingdom now believe that the Northern Border King has long been dead.

Ye Feng withdrew his thoughts and asked, "Right now, this Yin Family, do they still have any connections with the Daoist Sects of Ancient Martial Arts?"

If they really still had connections, then the approach to deal with them would likely need to change.

Of course, even if they truly had connections, Ye Feng was still unafraid, having achieved the status of Martial King, so what of the Daoist Sects? Should they dare threaten the common folk, he would show no mercy in meting out death!

Ye Feng's gaze suddenly emitted two sharp beams of light!

Pang Youze gave a wry smile: "Regarding this, I'm not sure. With our Pang Family's capabilities, we still can't probe into this aspect. But I assume that since the ancestor of the Yin Family left the Daoist Sect, he must have severed that bond of fellowship and likely has no contact anymore, right?"

Luo Keque also pondered and said, "If there were still connections, with the backing of this Daoist Sect, the Yin Family would probably not be content with merely being one of the Four Great Families of Southern River Region Jiangnan. It's very possible that they would have been the leader of the Four Families already."

Ye Feng smiled noncommittally, thinking to himself that without his emergence, the Yin Family would likely be the leader of the Four Great Families of Southern River Region Jiangnan from this day on.

Pang Youze said, "Mr. Ye, the Large Bell you requested has been prepared. Shall we go today...?"

Ye Feng swept his arm broadly, "Let's go, we'll head to the Yin Family now!"

At once, several people headed out, taking a small truck to transport the large bell towards the Yin Family.

At this very moment, the Yin Family's residence was already bustling with festive decorations, and some guests had arrived early.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

After all, as one of the Four Great Families of Southern River Region Jiangnan, with family businesses spread across the entire Jiangnan Province, the several city-level influential families, all of whom had dealings with the Yin Family, could not afford to miss the opportunity to bring gifts and pay their respects on this birthday celebration.

The elderly Patriarch Yin, dressed in a bright red robe embossed with the character for fortune, was aglow with health. Although he was over seventy years old, he was full of vigor and robustly healthy.

To become the head of one of the Four Great Families, one must at least be a Master of Inner Force, and the stronger candidates could even be Huajin Grandmasters. Barring any accidents, one could easily live beyond ninety or even past a hundred years of age.

"The Cui Family has arrived..." As the butler's voice echoed, Cui Hao, accompanied by two young family members, got out of the car and walked towards the main entrance.

Elder Patriarch Yin Songping, followed by his eldest son and grandson, briskly stepped forward to welcome them with clasped hands, "It's an honor for an old man like me to receive the visit of the Cui Family, also one of the Four Great Families of Southern River Region Jiangnan, on this special day. Your presence brings glory to our family."

Cui Hao chuckled in a formal manner, "Elder Patriarch Yin is a paragon of virtue. On this important 70th birthday, it would be unthinkable for the younger generation not to come."

"Deputy Family Head Cui, please come inside!" Yin Songping gestured towards the interior and let his eldest son usher the guest in, while he himself stayed to welcome other visitors.

Of course, he would only personally greet the more important guests, and the others would be received by his eldest son or his grandson.

Soon enough, the Yan Family and other second-tier families from Jiangnan also gathered to pay their respects. In the whole Jiangnan Province, only the exceedingly mysterious Gusu Murong Family and the now withdrawn Jiang Family had not made an appearance.

"Father, most of the guests have arrived, shall we go inside?" Yin Angli, the eldest son of the Yin Family, suggested.

Yin Songping nodded his head and was about to move when he suddenly remembered something and quickly gestured for his son to come closer, whispering, "Go to the backyard and check if the two honorary masters are ready. Tell them the timing is ripe, and today, they may proceed with the slaughter."

"Yes!"

Eldest son Yin Angli immediately retreated, his expression revealing barely concealed excitement as he muttered, "If nothing goes wrong, from today on, my Yin Family will be the leader of the Four Great Families of Southern River Region Jiangnan!"