The King of Urban Mercenaries

At this moment, Lin Yun’er returned to Feng Linxun’s room once again. Feng Linxun was savoring the meal prepared by Lin Fei. Seeing Lin Yun’er, he was somewhat surprised and asked, "Yun’er, why have you come back?"

"Grandpa, I brought the chef over. Would you like to meet him?" Lin Yun’er asked.

Upon hearing Lin Yun’er say this, Feng Linxun was a bit surprised and said, "Is he here? If he is, let him in. Let me meet him."

"Alright, Lin Fei, come in. Grandpa agrees to see you," Lin Yun’er shouted to Lin Fei outside, then waited to bring him in.

Lin Fei entered the room. When he saw the elderly man, he was a bit taken aback. Is this the City Lord? He is indeed very old. But looking into the gentle eyes of the old City Lord, Lin Fei was sure the old City Lord must be a good person, so he bowed to the old City Lord.

"Lin Fei pays respects to the City Lord."

However, Feng Linxun’s next words left Lin Fei stunned for a moment.

"I am no longer the City Lord; the City Lord is now my son," Feng Linxun said.

Lin Fei was surprised and looked at Lin Yun’er. Lin Yun’er, feeling a bit guilty, said, "Well... my grandfather is the old City Lord and also the City Lord, isn’t he?"

"No, I need to find the City Lord. I truly have urgent business, and you are joking with me here?"

Lin Fei frowned deeply. He hates being deceived, so he was very unhappy at the moment.

After this, Lin Yun’er looked rather aggrieved but remained firm, "Lin Fei, mind your manners! You didn’t even ask whether the current City Lord, and if you wish to see the City Lord, I can take you to him, why so fierce!"

Hearing Lin Yun’er’s words, Lin Fei paused. Was he fierce? Lin Fei didn’t feel that way at all.

After this, Feng Linxun understood. Ah, this young man wanted to see the City Lord. He chuckled, "Are you the chef who made those dishes? Do you have something to discuss with my son?"

Lin Fei nodded, "I’d like to request the City Lord’s help."

"What kind of help? Could you tell me?" The old City Lord asked.

Lin Fei hesitated for a moment, finally nodded, "I want to find my friends. They also came from the Lower Realm, but we were separated upon arrival, and I don’t know where they are. Hence, I wish to request the City Lord’s announcement in the city. Once they see it, they’ll know I’m safe and where we can reunite on the journey ahead."

Upon hearing Lin Fei’s words, Feng Linxun stood up, nodded, and said, "Do you intend to keep searching?"

Lin Fei nodded, "Of course, they include my wife and children, my brothers. How could I give up? I came here for this reason, so I hope the old City Lord can help me meet the City Lord and ask him to lend a hand."

The old City Lord nodded, "Okay, I agree. But my son, he’s very busy, and I may not even be able to see him. However, I have a method that might let you meet him."

Hearing this, Lin Fei was surprised, "What method? As long as it allows me to see the City Lord, I’m willing to try."

The old City Lord Feng Linxun chuckled, "Since you are so skilled in cooking, of course, using your best skills to attract his attention. When the time comes, he will naturally seek you out, and by that time, I’ll speak on your behalf, and your matter should be addressed."

Lin Fei had an epiphany, looked at the old City Lord, and bowed, "Thank you, old City Lord!"

"No need to thank me. I should thank you for letting me taste such delicious food. I’m truly grateful," Feng Linxun said, grateful to have tasted such exquisite dishes in his lifetime.

"The old City Lord is too modest; it’s what I should do," Lin Fei replied.

"Alright, young man, being so humble, your future is promising. Come, let’s eat together."

Since the old City Lord was so courteous, Lin Fei didn’t hold back. He sat down as well, and Lin Yun’er joined them, and the three chatted pleasantly.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the City Lord’s son, Feng Lin Huotian had returned to the true City Lord Mansion, intending to complain to his father. After all, Lin Fei hit him; he couldn’t just swallow his anger, much less endure it.

But when Feng Lin Huotian arrived at the great hall, he was stopped directly by the guard, "Young Master, the City Lord said during business hours, no one is allowed to disturb him."

Upon hearing this, Feng Lin Huotian was immediately displeased, but he was the City Lord’s son! Therefore, he spoke again, "Move aside, I’m going in, otherwise I’ll have my father punish you idiots!"

The guards didn’t know what to do. After all, Feng Lin Huotian was the City Lord’s son, they couldn’t be too harsh, so eventually, Feng Lin Huotian barged into the hall.

However, upon seeing his father, Feng Linwu, Feng Linwu coldly said, "Presumptuous! You barged in here, what should be your punishment?"

Although Feng Lin Huotian feared nothing, meeting his father made him truly afraid; his father’s authority wasn’t easily brushed aside. He hurriedly knelt down, saying, "Father, you must stand up for me!"

"What are you saying? Stand and speak!" Feng Linwu asked.

Feng Lin Huotian quickly stood up; kneeling on the ground was uncomfortable. He then narrated how Lin Fei bullied him, excluding his wrongdoings, and instead spoke ill of Lin Fei.

"Are these things you said true?" Feng Linwu expressed doubt.

Feng Lin Huotian quickly said, "Father, everything I said is true! There’s not an iota of falsehood; if there is any falseness... I... I..."

"Alright, alright, I understand. Go back, and I’ll handle this matter. You return first." Feng Linwu frowned and said.

"Yes, son understands, but Father must avenge me!" Feng Lin Huotian said.

"Get out! Don’t bother me! I don’t have time to fuss with you," Feng Linwu said.

Feng Lin Huotian dared not delay Feng Linwu’s time further, hastily left the hall, heading outside, unsure if this matter could be resolved, thinking what to do if it couldn’t.

At this moment, suddenly a guard passed by, carrying a dish emitting alluring fragrance, awakening Feng Lin Huotian instantly. He asked, "Stop, what’s that you’re carrying?!"