You want me to play the Foehn wind? Are you kidding me?

Tingyun quickly caught up with Walter and the others.

"Oh dear benefactors, I'm so sorry, I've been quite busy and only just arrived."

Walter shook his head.

"It's nothing, it's just that we left without waiting for you."

Tingyun smiled.

"You flatter me, my benefactor."

March 7th came.

"Alright, alright, enough with the small talk. Now we should go and see what's going on here."

"My benefactor is right, let's hurry up then."

……

Luofu Jade Gate.

A starship flew in, and a fox-man stepped off.

"You arrived so quickly?"

It was Feixiao; she had already arrived in Luofu, but she hadn't informed Jingyuan.

She came alone this time, without Jiaoqiu and Moze. It wasn't appropriate to bring them along this time.

As she left the port, a Yun cavalryman on duty saw her, paused for a moment, and then quickly saluted.

"General Feixiao! You...you've come!"

Feixiao glanced at him and smiled.

"Jingyuan sent me."

Feixiao didn't stop, his voice clear and bright, with a casual tone.

"He should still be at the Shence Army headquarters, right?"

"Yes...yes."

"Okay, no need to announce it, I'll go myself."

Feixiao arrived at the gate of Shence Mansion.

The gate was wide open.

Jing Yuan was standing in the center of the hall, as if he already knew she was coming, or as if he was waiting for her.

He turned to the side, his gaze falling on her, without any formalities.

"You arrived faster than I expected."

"We didn't encounter any obstacles on the way."

Feixiao walked into the hall, stood opposite him, and quickly scanned the surrounding environment with his eyes.

"How is he now?"

"They're still on Luofu, but they haven't made a move yet. Moreover, I've noticed that the unusual activity on Jianmu is accelerating, and the Gongzao Division is showing signs of spreading."

Jingyuan's voice was not loud.

"But I've already asked the people from the Starry Sky Train to go and check it out."

Feixiao nodded.

"Then I'll go keep an eye on that Fenfeng first."

Jingyuan glanced at her but didn't say anything to stop her.

"How do you plan to find him?"

"Isn't he on Mount Luofu? We'll run into him eventually."

Feixiao's tone was very ordinary.

"He's so dangerous, it's better for us to find out his whereabouts sooner rather than wait for him to show up on his own."

She turned and walked towards the door, but after taking two steps, she paused and turned her head to the side.

"Oh, by the way, remember to call me when the Marshal arrives."

"it is good."

……

After leaving the Shence Mansion, Yanqing wandered around Changletian twice.

He originally intended to go find Jingliu.

Now that we know she is our grandmaster, it shouldn't be too much to ask her for a few sword techniques in person, right?

He walked along the alley where he had met her twice, and then expanded his search to circle several nearby streets, but he still couldn't find the white-haired, veiled figure.

Yanqing was disappointed.

He is now planning to return to the Shence Palace.

But as he passed a fork in the road leading to Star Harbor, his pace suddenly slowed.

Across the street, a figure emerged from a narrow alley, walking at a leisurely pace.

His entire body was wrapped in bandages, the left half white and the right half black, wearing black pants and combat boots, and his aura was as faint as the lingering warmth after a breeze.

Yanqing recognized the attire. He didn't stop walking, but he adjusted his direction and followed the figure about thirty paces away from him, neither chasing after him nor calling out to him. He simply followed at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Lu Feng walked ahead without looking back.

He could feel Yanqing following behind him; the gaze wasn't exactly discreet.

With the curiosity typical of young people, he neither looked back nor sped up or slowed down.

Yanqing followed for a while longer, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Although the general said I can't get close... I shouldn't have any problem going over to ask him for a lesson in martial arts, right?"

Lu Feng was still lost; he didn't know where he was.

Yan Qing took a deep breath and then started walking. He quickened his pace, reducing the distance from thirty steps to twenty, then from twenty to ten, and finally stopped in front of Lu Feng.

Lu Feng stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look at Yan Qing, who was blocking his way.

Yanqing straightened up and placed her hand on the hilt of her sword.

"Hello, I am Yanqing, a member of the Luofu Cloud Cavalry. I would like to ask you for a few pointers."

?

Lu Feng looked at him.

"System, is this child really alright in the head?"

[...At first I would have said no, but now...]

Lu Feng bypassed Yan Qing and continued walking forward.

Yanqing stepped to the side and blocked his way again.

"I'm not here to cause trouble, it's just..."

Lu Feng stopped again.

He didn't speak, but simply raised his left hand.

Yanqing saw the movement, he gripped the hilt of his sword, but he did not draw his sword.

He hasn't decided whether or not to draw his sword.

Then he saw that Lu Feng had a strange knife in his hand.

The knife appeared so fast that Yan Qing's eyes couldn't keep up. By the time he realized it, the knife was already in Lu Feng's hand.

Lu Feng didn't gather his strength; he simply swung the knife in his direction.

Yanqing sensed a change in that instant.

The air suddenly felt heavy, and his body reacted even faster than his mind.

He saw the blade slashing towards him, not very fast, as if he could dodge it, but he found himself unable to move.

"So fast!"

Yanqing's pupils contracted sharply; only two words remained in his mind.

I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!

Just as the blade was less than three feet away from him, a gust of wind came from the side.

A figure landed between Lu Feng and Yan Qing, one hand blocking the path of the blade.

A dull thud rang out, and the figure was pushed back half a step, the sole of his boot leaving a shallow mark on the ground.

It is Feixiao.

Feixiao stood in front of Yanqing, her hand gripping the blade trembling slightly, a trickle of blood seeping from her palm and dripping down between her fingers.

She didn't stop, maintaining that posture, her gaze fixed on Lu Feng.

Lu Feng glanced at her, then at the pale-faced young man behind her, and then sheathed his knife.

Lu Feng turned around and walked towards the other end of the street, his pace as unhurried as before, as if nothing had happened.

His reaction surprised Fei Xiao.

"Huh? They just left? Why didn't they continue fighting?"

Fei Xiao only let go of Lu Feng's hand and looked down at his palm after Lu Feng's figure had completely disappeared at the end of the street.

"Never mind, I'll go talk to Jingyuan about who it is later and get his opinion."

Fei Xiao looked at the wound on his hand, which was deep enough to expose the bone, but there was no residual power. Presumably, the blow from Fen Feng just now was not imbued with imaginary energy.

She turned her head again and looked at Yanqing.

"Were you just challenging him?"

Yanqing stood still, his hand still on the hilt of his sword, his knuckles white.

He stared in the direction Lu Feng had disappeared, remaining silent for a moment.

"I...I just wanted to spar with him..."

Feixiao: ?