Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

Cheng Yufeng was stunned for a moment, then said, "I'll go with you! This place is very strange, and I always feel uneasy staying alone."

He paused, then asked curiously, "Brother Lu, what exactly is the reason for your visit to Hunliu City this time? You mentioned Dai Mubai earlier, and... my life story. What exactly is going on?"

Lu Yu put away his bag and sat down slowly. His eyes fell on the flickering flame of the oil lamp. His voice was low but with a convincing calmness: "Firstly, I came here to meet my old friend Dai Mubai, to reminisce about the past, and to see what he has done in this Hunliu City over the years.

Secondly..."

He looked at Cheng Yufeng, his eyes resting on the mysterious mark, "It's about your life experience.

The war in the Garo Empire has temporarily stopped, which is a good time to explore.

The mark on your face is definitely not ordinary. I suspect...it may have some connection with the Haotian Sect."

"Haotian Sect?"

Cheng Yufeng was shocked, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

The Haotian Sect is a well-known sect on the Douluo Continent with a long history and profound heritage.

It is rumored that Dai Mubai’s ability to gain a foothold in Hunliu City today is inseparable from the support of Haotian Sect.

If his life experience was really related to such a behemoth, then the secret hidden behind it would probably be far beyond his imagination.

Seeing his complicated expression, Lu Yu patted his shoulder and said gently, "Don't think too much. Let's talk about everything after we meet Dai Mubai.

He is now the master of Chaos City and is well-informed. Perhaps he can provide us with some clues."

As the night deepened, Lu Yu took Cheng Yufeng out of the inn.

The streets of Hunliu City became increasingly quiet at night, with only sporadic soul masters wandering around in the streets and alleys.

They were dressed differently, some wore gorgeous soul master robes, and some were wrapped in dark cloaks. The fluctuations of their soul power were sometimes strong and sometimes weak, but without exception, they all revealed a sense of sharpness.

Lu Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he whispered: "Look at these soul masters, they are only around thirty years old, but they have already reached the level of soul emperors.

This Mixed Flow City is indeed not simple."

Cheng Yufeng followed beside him and said in a low voice, "I heard people in the inn talking about how Dai Mubai massacred the people of three cities a few days ago. His methods were cruel and caused a lot of controversy.

"Brother Lu, why did he do this? The Xingluo Empire's royal family may be famous, but isn't this action destroying its own foundation?"

Lu Yu paused slightly and glanced at a dark alley at the corner of the street. There seemed to be a faint fluctuation of soul power flashing by.

He remained calm and continued to move forward, his voice low: "Dai Mubai is the legitimate heir of the Xingluo royal family.

When sending troops to restore the country, reputation is the greatest reliance.

Perhaps he had his own considerations for the massacre.

Although you and I are outsiders, we should also understand that the world is never black and white.

We'll know when we meet."

Cheng Yufeng nodded thoughtfully, but still felt a little uneasy.

He vaguely felt that the secrets hidden in this Mixed City were far more complicated than they knew.

In the night, the outline of the City Lord's Mansion gradually emerged.

This mansion covers a vast area, with towering walls. In front of the gate are two lifelike stone white tigers, exuding a cold and oppressive aura.

The guards at the door were all Soul Kings or above, with sharp eyes. When they saw Lu Yu coming forward, they did not ask too many questions. They just looked at him with a little surprise and let him pass.

Cheng Yufeng muttered to himself that Lu Yu's identity was probably even more complicated than he had imagined.

The house was brightly lit, and exquisite soul beast furs were hung on both sides of the corridor, emitting a faint aura of oppression.

Dai Mubai came out in person. His figure was still tall and straight, with golden tiger patterns embroidered on his white robe, but there was a hint of calmness and fatigue between his brows.

The former high spirits have now been replaced by an invisible burden.

When he saw Lu Yu, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled: "Lu Yu, long time no see.

You are still so elusive."

Lu Yu smiled slightly and said with a bow, "Mu Bai, I haven't seen you for many years, you seem to have calmed down a lot.

I came here to see an old friend and to take care of some things."

Dai Mubai laughed and patted Lu Yu on the shoulder, but his eyes inadvertently swept across the mark on Cheng Yufeng's face, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

He led the two into the inner hall, and after they sat down, he poured three cups of tea. The fragrance of tea filled the air.

He looked at Lu Yu, his tone more emotional: "Over the years, the empire has declined, my brother died, and I have been holding the overall situation alone. It is true that a lot has changed.

How about you? You still look so calm and composed, which makes me a little envious.

Lu Yu picked up the teacup and took a sip, but his eyes became deep: "People will always change.

Mu Bai, you've been carrying too much these years, and I understand.

only……"

He paused, his tone slightly serious, "The story of the massacre in the city has spread like wildfire.

Do you know how many people will be disappointed by this?"

Dai Mubai's face darkened slightly when he heard this. He put down his teacup and said in a low but firm voice, "I know you want to persuade me, but those three cities... must be killed.

Lu Yu, you should also understand that the road to national restoration has never been paved by mercy."

He paused, a complex expression flashing in his eyes, "However, the past is over, and the grudges should be let go.

I owe you an apology for what happened back then."

Lu Yu waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it, and then changed the subject: "I have another matter on this trip, and I would like to ask you to help introduce me to Tang San.

I know he is very close to you and might be able to help me."

Dai Mubai heard this, smiled bitterly, and shook his head: "Tang San... Three months ago, he left behind a letter in order to find a way to resurrect his mother, and there has been no news since then.

There’s nothing I can do.”

A hint of disappointment flashed across Lu Yu's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He looked at Cheng Yufeng and said in a deep voice, "In that case, I have one more thing to ask. I would like you to introduce me to the patriarch of the Min clan."

He paused, his eyes falling on Cheng Yufeng's face, "His life experience may be related to the Min clan."

Dai Mubai's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the mark on Cheng Yufeng's face again, and nodded: "I understand.

Tomorrow morning, I will take you to see the leader of the Min clan."

He stood up, his tone heavy, "Let's go, rest tonight, some things can't be rushed."

As the night deepened, Dai Mubai led Lu Yu and Cheng Yufeng out of the City Lord's Mansion and headed towards a secret place on the outskirts of the city.

The moonlight fell on the three of them, casting long shadows.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the official road outside Hunliu City, dyeing the horizon golden red.

Lu Yu rode a tall black horse and walked at the front of the team, followed by Cheng Yufeng and Dai Mubai.

The sound of horse hooves tapping on the stone road interweaves with the chirping of birds in the distant woods to form a natural melody.

The wind blew, bringing with it a hint of autumn coolness, ruffling the hair on Lu Yu's forehead. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the vague outline of the city in the distance.

This city is called Qingquan City, and it is only half a day's journey from Hunliu City.

Although the city wall is not high, it looks solid. Above the city gate hangs a gilded plaque with the words "Qingquan" engraved on it.

The two characters are written in a vigorous and powerful font.

Lu Yu's gaze swept across the city wall, his mind preoccupied with the purpose of his trip. Qingquan City was now occupied by Dai Mubai and managed by members of several major families, including the Min and Li clans.

Although Tang San had left before, the forces of these families stayed to help Dai Mubai stabilize this territory.

Dai Mubai was riding on a horse, his armor reflecting a cold light in the setting sun.

He turned his head to look at Lu Yu, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Lu Yu, what do you think of Qingquan City compared to Xingluo's Imperial City? Although it's a bit smaller, it's quieter."

Lu Yu smiled upon hearing this and shook his head: "The grandeur of the Imperial City is naturally unmatched, but Qingquan City has a unique tranquility that is suitable for self-cultivation."

Dai Mubai laughed heartily and patted the horse's back: "Cultivate your character? That doesn't sound like what you'd say.

You have a stubborn spirit deep down inside you."

Cheng Yufeng was riding on another horse. Hearing this, he just pursed his lips slightly, but his eyes were a little dazed.

She was wearing a light blue long dress with a white ribbon tied around her waist. When the wind blew, the hem of her skirt fluttered gently, like a blooming green lotus.

She looked a little confused, as if everything around her was unfamiliar to her.

Lu Yu noticed her expression and sighed slightly in his heart.

He had long realized that Cheng Yufeng's identity might not be simple, especially the faint flying bird mark on her arm, which gave rise to some speculations in his mind.

The team gradually approached the city gate. The guarding soldiers had already recognized Dai Mubai's flag and bowed their heads in salute.

The city gate slowly opened, revealing the wide streets inside the city.

Neat bluestone houses lined both sides of the street, with a few lanterns hanging under the eaves. The flickering light added a touch of warmth to the street.

There were not many pedestrians. Occasionally, a few soul masters who looked like tribesmen hurried by, with a bit of vigilance in their eyes.

Dai Mubai led Lu Yu and Cheng Yufeng straight to a spacious house in the city.

There is a plaque on the gate of the house, which reads "Baishi"

The two words "Zhi" are obviously the residence of the Min clan.

When the guard at the door saw Dai Mubai, he hurried forward to salute and then pushed open the door.

Lu Yu and the other two dismounted and walked into the courtyard.

The yard is spacious and has several tall sycamore trees planted in it. When the autumn wind blows, the leaves rustle and a layer of golden fallen leaves covers the ground.

In the hall, Bai He was sitting upright in the main seat, holding a book in his hand with a calm look.

He was dressed in a plain white robe. Although his hair was gray, he was still energetic, with a hint of majesty between his brows.

Seeing Dai Mubai and others coming in, he slowly stood up, but his gaze lingered on Cheng Yufeng for a moment, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He frowned slightly, as if a little surprised by Dai Mubai's arrival, but more of his attention was on Cheng Yufeng.

"Agarwood?"

Bai He's voice was low and tentative.

He walked forward quickly, his eyes fixed on Cheng Yufeng's face.

Cheng Yufeng was stunned and frowned, "What did you call me? My name is Cheng Yufeng."

Her voice was cold and a little wary, and she was obviously unfamiliar with the name Bai He.

Lu Yu stood aside and watched all this quietly.

He had already guessed that Cheng Yufeng's identity was closely related to the Min clan.

That flying bird mark is exactly the same as the emblem of the Min clan.

Bai He's expression at this moment further confirmed his guess.

A flicker of excitement flashed in Bai He's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. He turned to Dai Mubai and said with a bow, "Master Mubai, thank you for bringing Chenxiang back."

Dai Mubai waved his hand and said with a lazy smile: "Mr. Bai, don't thank me.

It was Lu Yu who saved the life, I just brought her here along the way."

He paused and glanced at Lu Yu: "I still have some things to deal with, Lu Yu, when you finish dealing with things here, remember to come find me, I have something important to discuss with you."

After saying that, he patted Lu Yu on the shoulder, turned around and strode away.

Only Lu Yu, Cheng Yufeng and Bai He were left in the hall.

The atmosphere was a little quiet for a moment.

Bai He's gaze was always on Cheng Yufeng, his eyes filled with complex emotions, including joy, helplessness, and a hint of pain.

Cheng Yufeng seemed a little uncomfortable. She looked down at the ground and unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes with her hands.

Lu Yu coughed lightly and broke the silence: "Mr. Bai, Miss Cheng...or rather, Miss Chenxiang, she seems to have lost her memory.

Is there any way you can help her recover?"

His tone was gentle, yet somewhat tentative.

He knew that memory loss was often related to certain secret methods or trauma, and the Min clan, as an ancient family in the world of soul masters, might have some unknown methods.

When Bai He heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

He sighed and said slowly: "To be honest with you, Young Master Lu, Chenxiang is indeed my granddaughter.

It's just... her memory is damaged due to the influence of her family's secret technique, so we are currently unable to do anything."

His voice was low and contained a hint of helplessness.

Lu Yu frowned slightly, but was not surprised.

He looked at Cheng Yufeng and saw that she was still confused, and he couldn't help but feel pity for her.

"Mr. Bai, is Chenxiang's room still there?"

Lu Yu suddenly spoke, his eyes calm, "Perhaps, taking her to see a familiar place can evoke some memories."

Bai He was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay.

Young Master Lu is right. Perhaps a familiar environment can be of some help."

He stood up and motioned Lu Yu and Cheng Yufeng to follow.

The three of them walked through the corridor and came to a room deep in the house.

Bai He pushed open the door, revealing a simply decorated yet warm room.

The room is dominated by a light blue color, and an ink painting hangs on the wall, showing a flying white crane with an elegant posture.

There was a wooden table by the window with a few scattered papers on it. Next to it was a small celadon lamp with a few elegant lotus flowers painted on the lampshade.

The bed was tidy and there was a string of wind chimes hanging at the head of the bed, which made crisp tinkling sounds when the breeze blew.

Cheng Yufeng stepped into the room and his pace slowed down unconsciously.

Her eyes slowly swept across the room, as if she was looking for something, but also a little confused.

Lu Yu followed her and noticed that her fingers were trembling slightly, as if she was touched by some emotion.

He walked to the table, picked up a piece of paper, and scanned the words on it.

On the paper were written some girl's thoughts in beautiful handwriting, with a hint of sadness between the lines.

“I met him at an elite competition a few years ago… His smile was so beautiful, like the warm sunshine in winter.

Unfortunately, he left too quickly; I didn't even get to ask his name..." (End of Chapter)