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A moment later, a series of hurried footsteps echoed from inside the mansion, accompanied by Duan Yu's slightly excited shouts.

Wu Feng looked up and saw Duan Yu, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, walking at the front, his posture much more upright than before.

His face was filled with barely concealed excitement, his eyes were shining, and he walked over hurriedly, almost running.

Behind him followed two guards, Chu Wanli and Gu Ducheng, both still dressed in close-fitting clothes, with long swords at their waists, and their figures were agile.

His sharp eyes scanned his surroundings, his expression wary, clearly showing that he had become even more cautious after the last kidnapping incident.

Wu Feng's gaze swept lightly over Chu Wanli and Gu Ducheng.

The auras of the two remained at the level of second-rate martial artists, without any improvement, and their momentum was almost the same as when they last met.

Duan Yu, on the other hand, had a faint fluctuation of true energy around him. Although his aura was still shallow, he had already stepped into the ranks of third-rate martial artists.

Clearly, after learning from his previous kidnapping experience, Duan Yu has finally started practicing martial arts, but he has only been practicing for a short time and has only learned the basics.

Duan Yu strode up to Wu Feng, his excitement barely concealed. His eyes were fixed on Wu Feng, and his lips curled into a smile, his voice trembling slightly: "My benefactor! It really is you! It's been so long since we parted that day. I thought I would never see you again!"

As he spoke, he reached out and warmly grasped Wu Feng's arm, his fingertips applying slight pressure, his eyes filled with joy and gratitude.

If Wu Feng hadn't intervened to save him, he would probably have died at the hands of the Four Evils long ago, and wouldn't be standing here now, returning to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng smiled slightly, his expression softening, and nodded gently: "Young Master Duan, there's no need for such formality. It was nothing at all."

He gently withdrew his arm, his tone calm, without the slightest hint of arrogance.

"Please come in, my benefactor! Please come in!" Duan Yu quickly stepped aside to make way, gesturing for him to enter, his smile still bright. "Tea and snacks have been prepared in the mansion. I'll keep you company and catch up with you."

After saying that, he led Wu Feng into the mansion. Chu Wanli and Gu Ducheng followed closely behind, keeping a certain distance and scanning their surroundings warily, while also observing Wu Feng discreetly.

The two passed through the vermilion gate and entered the mansion.

The mansion is elegantly landscaped, with pavilions and towers arranged in a harmonious manner, and artificial hills and flowing water complementing each other. Various exotic flowers and plants are planted in the courtyard, filling the air with fragrance. A gentle breeze blows, and the petals fall softly, creating a particularly serene atmosphere.

On the stone-paved road, servants dressed in blue robes would occasionally hurry by.

Upon seeing Duan Yu, they all bowed respectfully, showing no sign of disrespect.

Before long, the two arrived at the main hall of the mansion.

The hall was spacious and bright, with carved beams and painted rafters, and luxurious furnishings. In the center was a large mahogany round table, surrounded by several carved chairs. Several paintings and calligraphy works by famous artists hung on the walls, and exquisite porcelain was placed in the corners, exuding the grandeur of the Prince of Zhennan's mansion.

Duan Yu led Wu Feng to sit down at the round table, then called out towards the door, "Someone, quickly bring in the best tea and snacks, and as fast as possible!"

"Yes, young master!" came the servant's reply from outside the door. A moment later, two servants dressed in blue came in carrying a tray. On the tray were a pot of hot tea and several plates of exquisite snacks, including Dali-style flower cakes, milk fan, and some delicate pastries, all exuding a fragrant aroma.

The servant carefully placed the tea and snacks on the table, bowed, and then quietly withdrew.

After giving instructions to the servants, Duan Yu turned around and sat back down opposite Wu Feng. Chu Wanli and Gu Ducheng remained standing behind Duan Yu, their eyes subtly scrutinizing Wu Feng.

Their eyes held a mixture of surprise and apprehension.

That day, Wu Feng's strength was already quite remarkable, but today, his aura is even more unfathomable, like a bottomless, icy pool, making it impossible to discern his true nature.

This young man's talent is truly terrifying. At such a young age, he already possesses such cultivation; he will surely become a top figure in the martial arts world in the future.

The two pondered to themselves, but they couldn't figure out why Wu Feng had come to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion this time. Was it just a simple visit, or did he have another purpose?

Duan Yu, however, had no such thoughts. He looked at Wu Feng with delight in his eyes and couldn't wait to ask, "My benefactor, how long do you plan to stay in Dali this time? If you have enough time, I'll show you around Dali properly. The Cangshan Mountain, Erhai Lake, and Butterfly Spring in Dali are all excellent sights, as are all kinds of local delicacies. I'll make sure you have a great time."

As he spoke, he picked up the teapot, poured Wu Feng a cup of hot tea, the tea was clear and the aroma was rich, and handed it to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng took the teacup, his fingertips touching the warm cup. He nodded slightly and said in a calm tone, "I'm just passing through. I plan to stay in Dali for a few days before continuing my journey."

He didn't mention much about his itinerary or the purpose of his visit.

After all, while he came to visit Duan Yu, he was more interested in observing the situation in Dali and perhaps finding some opportunities.

Upon hearing this, Duan Yu's smile widened even more, and he quickly said, "That's wonderful! My benefactor, you'll stay at my Zhennan Prince's Mansion. The rooms are spacious and fully equipped. I'll arrange everything for your food, lodging, and transportation in Dali, ensuring you have a comfortable stay and enjoy your meals to the fullest!"

He spoke with great enthusiasm, his eyes full of expectation, as if afraid that Wu Feng would refuse.

Upon hearing Duan Yu's words, Wu Feng nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face. He cupped his hands in thanks to Duan Yu and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Young Master Duan. Thank you."

He did not refuse. The Zhennan Prince's Mansion was located in the center of Dali City, with a quiet environment. With Duan Yu taking care of it, it would save him a lot of trouble.

Duan Yu smiled and waved his hand, his tone sincere: "My benefactor is too kind! If it weren't for your help back then, I would have been dead long ago. It would be my duty to stay for a year or two, let alone just a few days."

His tone was full of gratitude, and his eyes were sincere, without the slightest hint of hypocrisy.

The two chatted for a while, their conversation ranging from trivial matters of the martial arts world to the local customs and culture of Dali.

Duan Yu recounted the interesting stories of Dali with great pride, while Wu Feng listened quietly, occasionally nodding in response with a calm expression.

The pastries on the table exuded a rich aroma. Wu Feng picked up a flower cake, took a small bite, and found it to be crispy, fragrant with flowers, and subtly sweet—a truly delightful experience.

Just then, a hearty laugh rang out from outside the hall, the voice loud and clear, carrying a hint of authority: "Yu'er, I heard your savior has arrived? This must be the young hero who saved you, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure walked in from outside the door. He was dressed in a purple brocade robe, with a handsome face and a touch of majesty between his brows.

Duan Zhengchun entered the house, followed by Zhu Danchen, Fu Sigui and other guards, who seemed to have rushed over.

Upon hearing this, Duan Yu immediately stood up and went to greet Duan Zhengchun with a smile on his face. He pointed at Wu Feng and said, "Father, yes, this is my benefactor, Young Hero Wu Changfeng. It was my benefactor who rescued me from the Four Evils." His tone was full of pride.

Duan Zhengchun's gaze fell on Wu Feng, scrutinizing him carefully from head to toe, his eyes filled with a mixture of admiration and surprise.

The young man before me was tall and handsome, with a calm expression and an aura of composure and restraint.

Despite his young age, he possesses a composure and presence far beyond his peers, showing none of the impetuousness typical of young people.

Duan Zhengchun secretly admired him. Indeed, heroes emerge from among the young. It is truly rare for someone so young to possess such skill and temperament.

Duan Zhengchun stepped forward, cupped his hands slightly to Wu Feng, and said in a gentle and respectful tone: "Young Master Changfeng, I have long admired your name! Thank you for saving my son. I am deeply grateful and my Zhennan Prince's Mansion will always remember your kindness."

His tone was sincere, without the slightest air of a prince, clearly showing his genuine gratitude to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng quickly stood up, cupped his hands in return to Duan Zhengchun, and showed a gentle smile: "Wu Changfeng greets Prince Zhennan. It was nothing, nothing to mention. Young Master Duan is blessed with good fortune; even without me, he would surely have turned misfortune into good fortune."

His tone was humble and neither servile nor arrogant. He neither tried to flatter the other party because he was the Prince of Zhennan, nor did he become arrogant because he had saved Duan Yu.