The King of Urban Mercenaries

"Old City Lord, what the eldest young master said is indeed the truth, but don’t you want to know the cause and effect behind all this?" Lin Fei asked.

Hearing Lin Fei say that, the old City Lord spoke directly, "Go on then, let me hear how you plan to defend yourself."

Lin Fei smiled. "My words might be questionable, but I think what Miss Yun’er says is something you definitely wouldn’t doubt, right, Old City Lord?"

"Yun’er knows about this too?"

The old City Lord looked at Yun’er in confusion. Lin Yun’er nodded and said, "I do know about this, and I was there. It even started because of me. It all happened today, just a few hours ago."

"Tell me."

Lin Yun’er recounted what had just happened not long ago. After listening, the old City Lord frowned deeply.

"Haotian, is what your sister said true?" Feng Linxun asked.

Hearing Feng Linxun’s question, Feng Linhaotian’s face turned green. In the end he still nodded, deciding to admit what he had done.

Seeing his grandson admit his mistake, Feng Linxun sighed and said, "You kid! I’ve heard all about your arrogance and bullying outside, even if you think I don’t. Yet you still don’t know how to repent. From today on, you’ll face the wall in reflection for three years. Are you willing to accept this punishment?"

"Grandpa, I object!" Feng Linhaotian said.

"Object? Fine then, I’ll personally talk to your father about this. Let’s hope he doesn’t lock you in a cage for ten years!" Feng Linxun said.

An elder shouldn’t interfere too much with the next generation—that was Feng Linxun’s usual thinking. But sometimes, if he didn’t interfere, the kid would turn the heavens upside down. So he had no choice but to discipline this grandson.

"Don’t, Grandpa, I’ll listen to you, alright?"

When Feng Linhaotian heard that his grandfather was going to tell his father, he instantly deflated. His father was notorious for being iron-faced and impartial. If his father found out, he’d be in even deeper trouble.

So Feng Linhaotian could only accept it gladly.

Now that the matter was settled, Feng Linhaotian left, leaving only Lin Fei, Feng Linxun, and Lin Yun’er in the courtyard.

"Grandpa, do you think Father ate that dish?" Lin Yun’er asked.

"That I don’t know. We’ll have to see how he reacts later."

"Got it."

Lin Yun’er gave Lin Fei a thumbs-up, then the two of them left Feng Linxun’s residence and headed toward the kitchen. On the way, Lin Yun’er thanked Lin Fei.

"Lin Fei, I’m really grateful you gave Xiaowu this chance," Lin Yun’er said.

Lin Fei smiled. "It’s nothing. I don’t need this opportunity anyway. But when the time comes, I hope Xiaowu can mention me and let me state a request. That would be even better!"

"I understand. I’ll definitely have Xiaowu say that his request is for you to search for your family," Lin Yun’er said.

Lin Fei nodded. "That would be best."

They had already planned it out: Lin Fei would have Chen Xiaowu make a dish and send it for the City Lord to taste. If the City Lord later summoned him, Chen Xiaowu would then mention Lin Fei and let Lin Fei be the one to fulfill his wish. That way, everyone would get what they wanted. After all, Lin Fei didn’t want to stay here, and Chen Xiaowu was the one Lin Yun’er liked, so Lin Fei decided to do it this way.

But things didn’t go as planned. Feng Linhaotian directly threw the food away, and during the next two days the guard secretly dumped the meals and didn’t dare deliver them again.

After two days with still no response, not only was Lin Fei anxious, even Feng Linxun grew worried. He immediately sent people to investigate and only then discovered that a guard had actually thrown the food away?!

"Someone! Bring that guard here!"

Feng Linxun felt that he’d been toyed with for two whole days. He might be old, but he wasn’t someone just anyone could fool. The guard was immediately brought over.

When the guard saw the old City Lord, he sensed something was wrong and hurriedly recounted what had happened that day. The old City Lord suddenly understood, but he still rewarded this guard with fifty strokes of the rod!

The beating left the guard unable to stand, but they were all Cultivators, so he wasn’t really afraid of this. He’d recover after some time.

"This is your lesson—acting on your own without asking me first!"

After Feng Linxun finished speaking, he had a new guard take over the task of delivering the meals. After all, a guard who had been punished like that was no longer of any use.

After that, Lin Fei had Chen Xiaowu make another dish and send it over again, waiting for the outcome.

Fenglin City’s City Lord, Feng Linwu, was currently reviewing the accounts. Although he was the City Lord, he still had to strictly audit the taxes, and there were all sorts of matters that needed meticulous management. It was precisely because he was this conscientious that Fenglin City was so orderly.

Normally, he hardly touched the food that was brought in. For Cultivators like him now, eating wasn’t necessary at all; the food delivery was merely for appearances. But today was different.

Today, the aroma of the food reached him as soon as the guard entered the main hall. He raised his head and looked at the delicacies in the guard’s hands. "City Lord, it’s time to eat."

City Lord Feng Linwu glanced at the plate of chunked bones with meat still on them and asked, "What’s this?"

"Reporting to City Lord, braised spare ribs."

"Braised spare ribs?"

The City Lord of Fenglin City looked at it in surprise, then picked up a piece with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. His eyes lit up at once. "Delicious!"

After that, the City Lord of Fenglin City ate several more pieces to satisfy his craving before asking, "Who made this dish?"

"Reporting to City Lord, it was made by the old City Lord’s family cook," the guard said.

"You’re one of my father’s guards too?"

"Reporting to City Lord, yes!"

"Hmm. But since when did Father have a cook with such exquisite culinary skills? Go bring him here so I can take a look," the City Lord of Fenglin City said.

"Yes!"

After speaking, the guard vanished from the hall in the blink of an eye, returned to Feng Linxun’s residence, and reported everything. Feng Linxun immediately stood up and walked toward the kitchen.

At this moment, Lin Fei was sunbathing. Chen Xiaowu had already finished cooking. In Lin Fei’s opinion, Chen Xiaowu’s ability to learn was very strong, and Lin Fei was quite satisfied. The only problem was that Chen Xiaowu liked to fiddle around on his own whenever he didn’t understand something, instead of asking him, which gave him a headache.

But the questions Chen Xiaowu asked were really hard. Lin Fei was from the Lower Realm after all; how could he possibly know about plants from the Upper Realm? So it ended up with Lin Fei saying "I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know," and Chen Xiaowu could only experiment on his own.

Finally, the old City Lord walked over. Seeing Lin Fei actually lying there, he immediately said, "Lin Fei, whose noise is that in the house? Sounds like someone’s stir-frying?"