Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Missing home?

Zhu Zhuqing paused for a moment, then lowered her head.

"No."

Ling Feng did not ask any further questions.

"Let's go."

He walked out of the room.

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind him.

They strolled around the town.

The town is small, but it has everything.

Schools, clinics, post offices, banks, and police stations are all available.

Looking at those buildings, Zhu Zhuqing was filled with emotion.

In the Star Luo Empire, these things are only available in large cities.

The town had nothing; people had to walk dozens of miles to see a doctor, and children had to walk more than ten miles to go to school.

Now things are much better. The Martial Soul Empire has built schools and clinics in every town and village, so people can see a doctor and go to school without having to travel far.

They sat down at a breakfast stall.

The boss was a man in his fifties, with dark skin and rough hands, but a bright smile.

He served two bowls of soy milk and four fried dough sticks.

"Please enjoy your meal, sir."

Ling Feng picked up the bowl and took a sip of soy milk.

Zhu Zhuqing also took a sip; it was very fragrant and rich.

Ling Feng put down the bowl.

"How's business?"

The boss smiled.

"it is good!

very good!

Before, I had a stall on this street, and I could only sell a few bowls a day.

Now things are much better. The town has grown bigger, there are more people, and business is booming.

They can sell hundreds of bowls a day.

Ling Feng nodded.

"good."

The boss looked at him.

"You came from the Martial Soul realm, right?"

Ling Feng nodded.

"It is."

The boss's eyes lit up.

"Martial spirits are all good!"

My son is also in Wuhun City, serving in the army.

He said the martial spirits there were excellent, a hundred times bigger than our town, and with far more people.

He paused, then added, "He also said that the walls of Wuhun City are very high, covered with runes that glow, and look like a big lantern at night."

Zhu Zhuqing listened, a slight smile playing on her lips.

The boss's son serves in the Angel Legion, the most elite army in the Martial Soul Empire.

She knew about the Angel Legion, that it was the ace of the Spirit Empire, and that every soldier there was a Soul Master, and every one of them had undergone rigorous training.

She never imagined that the son of an ordinary citizen could join the Angel Legion.

Ling Feng put down his bowl and stood up.

"Let's go."

Chapter 253 The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the Little New Year

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind him.

The boss waved to them.

"Please take care, sir!"

They rode away from the town.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced back; the outline of the town grew farther and farther away, becoming increasingly blurry, in the morning light.

A complex mix of emotions welled up within her—a mix of gratitude, relief, and pride.

The Martial Soul Empire has really changed a lot over the years.

They traveled for half a month, starting from Wuhun Capital, heading west, passing through the former territory of Tiandou, and entering the former territory of Xingluo.

As Zhu Zhuqing walked, she became more and more familiar with the place; the mountains, rivers, and fields here were all places she had seen since she was a child.

Her heart raced, her eyes welled up with tears, and her hands trembled.

She didn't know why Ling Feng came here, or why he brought her here; all she knew was that she was almost home.

"Holy Son, what are we doing..."

Ling Feng looked at her.

"Let's go see your home."

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, and her eyes reddened.

"Holy Son, you..."

Ling Feng didn't look at her.

“You are my maid, and your family is my family.”

Go visit them and learn about the situation in the old Xingluo territory.

Zhu Zhuqing's tears fell.

She lowered her head and wiped away her tears.

"Thank you, Holy Son."

Ling Feng didn't say anything and continued riding forward.

Star City, White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

Zhu Zhuqing stood in front of the mansion gate, looking at the familiar building, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She was born here, grew up here, cultivated herself here, and spent more than ten years here.

She thought she would never come back.

The guard at the gate recognized her and immediately knelt down on one knee.

"Miss, you're back!"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

Where is my father?

The guard lowered his head.

"His Excellency the Duke is in his study."

Zhu Zhuqing walked into the mansion gate, with Ling Feng following behind her.

When the servants in the mansion saw Zhu Zhuqing, they all stopped what they were doing and knelt on one knee.

Zhu Zhuqing ignored him and walked straight to the study.

The study door was ajar.

Zhu Zhuqing pushed open the door and saw her father sitting behind his desk, holding a pen in his hand, writing a letter.

His hair was mostly white, and the wrinkles on his face looked like they were carved by a knife.

He looked up, saw Zhu Zhuqing, and froze.

The pen fell to the ground, splattering ink everywhere.

“Zhu Qing…” Duke Baihu’s voice was hoarse.

Zhu Zhuqing's tears fell.

"Father, I'm back."

Duke White Tiger stood up, walked to his daughter, and reached out to pat her head.

His hand froze in mid-air, hesitant to bring it down.

Zhu Zhuqing took her father's hand and placed it on her head.

"Father, I'm back."

Duke White Tiger's tears also fell.

He hugged his daughter tightly.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

Ling Feng stood at the door, watching this scene without saying a word.

He turned and walked out of the White Tiger Duke's mansion.