Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"That's it! Mr. Han, the gift you gave me is exactly what I like!"

Gu Xun'er said to Han Feng with a happy look in her eyes.

"Alright, now it's Mr. Han's turn to speak. How did you guess?"

Seeing Gu Xun'er's anxious expression, Han Feng smiled mischievously.

"Because I accidentally saw it when I came to wake up the little lazybones yesterday."

"what!"

Gu Xun'er immediately pouted, looking somewhat unhappy.

hateful!

Yesterday, Mr. Han actually saw it all!

Han Feng unkindly used the image-recording jade to capture the little girl's sullen expression, then opened the gift box and took out the ornament.

The ornament is simple, exudes a woody fragrance, and has the character "枫" (maple) engraved in the middle.

Han Feng simply hung it on his waist and said with a smile, "Thank you, Miss Gu, I really like the gift."

Hearing this, Gu Xun'er felt much better, and when she saw Han Feng put on the ornament, her face beamed with a smile.

This is the first time she has ever made a gift for someone else!

As long as Mr. Han is happy.

"Miss Gu, you can look at my gift later."

Han Feng looked at the sky.

"It's almost time, I should get going."

Gu Xun'er's mood plummeted once again, and the smile on her face instantly turned into dejection.

Han Feng took out a Sea Heart Token that he had prepared beforehand from his pocket.

"Miss Gu, don't be unhappy."

Gu Xun'er took the token and looked at Han Feng with a questioning look in her eyes.

"This is my contact token. If Miss Gu encounters any difficulties in the future, you can use it to contact me, and I will arrive as soon as possible."

Upon hearing how to use the token, Gu Xun'er's eyes lit up again.

With the token, we can contact Mr. Han again in the future.

Thinking about it this way, the separation doesn't seem so painful anymore.

"Well then, goodbye, Miss Gu."

Han Feng waved to Gu Xun'er and then turned around.

"Mr. Han, my name is Xun'er!"

After walking about ten meters, I suddenly heard the little girl's voice calling from behind.

Han Feng didn't turn around, but waved his hand forcefully again.

Gu Xun'er watched Han Feng's figure disappear at the end of the path. This time, Mr. Han did not take her hand as they left.

I don't know if Mr. Han heard her last words.

Somewhat disappointed, Gu Xun'er opened Han Feng's gift box, and sure enough, there was a book inside.

However, there was one word engraved on the book cover.

"薰"

Gu Xun'er was stunned.

"Mr. Han already knew..."

Chapter 11 Evil Tiger

At the main gate of the Xiao residence, Xiao Zhan was already waiting.

"After this parting, I don't know when we'll meet again."

Looking at Han Feng in his blue robe, Xiao Zhan felt a pang of emotion. They had only known each other for a few days, yet they already had a deep, platonic friendship.

This shows that getting to know each other doesn't take too long.

If you hit it off, you can sit down and enjoy wine and songs with just one glance.

To this day, Xiao Zhan still doesn't know that Mr. Han in front of him is actually a Dou Huang powerhouse.

Because of their daily interactions, he didn't seem to have the arrogance and domineering aura of a Dou Huang powerhouse; he just seemed like a gentle and refined ordinary scholar.

But how could an ordinary scholar know so many secrets?

Xiao Zhan knew perfectly well that Mr. Han must be a powerful cultivator, and the kind of cultivator who was extremely upright and would not bully others by abusing his power.

"Chief Xiao, there is no need to worry. Although the road ahead is winding, I believe we will definitely be able to find a way out."

Han Feng said solemnly.

"Alright, then I'll toast Mr. Han with this cup, wishing him a safe journey!"

Xiao Zhan personally poured wine to see Han Feng off.

After drinking.

The group escorted Han Feng to the city gate of Wutan City, where Han Feng bid farewell to Xiao Zhan.

"Clan Chief Xiao, we'll meet again another day."

Xiao Zhan nodded.

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Han Feng turned and left; the autumn wind was bleak, and the sky was slightly chilly.

Xiao Zhan watched the figure disappear into the distance and murmured softly.

"Let's go, we also have our own paths to walk."

Every Xiao family patriarch is not an ordinary person. Xiao Zhan's cultivation aptitude is not particularly good, but since he has taken on the great responsibility of continuing the family line, there is no way out.

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The morning light in the suburbs is clear and bright, warm but not annoying.

Like a young girl's thoughts, pure and sincere.

Han Feng walked against the flow of people into a mountain forest path.

The emerald green bamboo and cypress trees are evergreen all year round and exude a light and refreshing fragrance.

Like the bamboo and cypress, bearing snow and frost.

Plants renowned for their steadfastness bloom on both sides of the hillside.

Han Feng climbed higher and higher, occasionally seeing a few woodcutters cutting down trees in the forest.

"Young man, are you going up the mountain?"

A woodcutter who was close to Han Feng stopped what he was doing and spoke with concern in his tone.

"Yes, old man."

Han Feng looked at the woodcutter, who was probably in his fifties or sixties. The man still had the strength to chop wood, so his real age should not be much older than his own, but he looked very old.

"There are rumors that there are ferocious tigers in the mountains that eat people. You are a scholar and have no one to escort you. You should go down the mountain and take a detour."

"A vicious tiger? When did that happen?"

The woodcutter glanced at the mountain with lingering fear.

“It’s been a while. Three people from our village have been eaten, and the neighboring village was even worse. More than ten people have died. Now we all go out in groups to chop firewood, and we don’t dare to go to higher places anymore.”

"Thank you for the reminder, but it's alright, I'm not afraid."

"Hey, you young man, why won't you listen to me? More than half of the dozen or so people who died in the next village were like you, organized to go up the mountain to kill tigers, and what happened? Not a single one of them came back!"

The old woodcutter scolded Han Feng and stomped his feet in frustration.

Han Feng smiled helplessly, but then asked again, "Did you try to report it to the authorities?"

"How could there not be? The government officials said they would resolve it, but so much time has passed and there's still no news. It's probably just been left unresolved."

This place is some distance from Wutan City. The nearest official territory is a place called Qingshan Town.

There were troops from the imperial capital stationed there.

However, due to its remote location and proximity to the Monster Mountain Range, there may not be enough manpower. Most of the troops are militia members, similar to mercenary groups.

Mercenary groups do things for money, which helps solve many problems for the local people. However, the downside is that most of the members are not highly skilled and are powerless when they encounter powerful opponents.

"Old man, I must continue on my way. If I encounter a vicious tiger, I will help you deal with it."

After Han Feng finished speaking, he continued up the mountain.

Seeing that he could not dissuade him, the old woodcutter could only sigh and shake his head.

"Oh, what a fine young man. I hope he's lucky and doesn't run into a vicious tiger."

Han Feng reached the mountain peak but did not encounter the so-called ferocious tiger.

If it weren't for the old man's reminder, he probably would have continued on his way.

But now that Han Feng knew about the villagers' plight, he couldn't turn a blind eye.

He closed his eyes and used his soul power to spread his perception.

Soon, he sensed the presence of a magical beast in a secluded cave.

Han Feng gathered his fighting spirit on his toes, lightly leaped to the treetop, and then with a few more leaps, he arrived near the hidden cave in less than half a minute.

Looking down at the enormous figure slowly emerging from the cave, Han Feng finally recognized what kind of creature it was.

It was a blood-striped ferocious tiger. Judging from its size, it was probably already an adult and had at least the strength of a third-tier magical beast.

Equivalent to a human Grandmaster.

No wonder no one has been able to solve this problem for so long. Even for Wutan City, dealing with a third-tier magical beast is not easy, let alone for the small town of Qingshan.

Han Feng lightly jumped down from the treetop, revealing his figure.

The Blood-Striped Ferocious Tiger looked at the human before it who did not have wings formed from battle aura, and let out a low roar, with a bloody aura spreading throughout the air.

Han Feng frowned.

The Blood-Striped Ferocious Tiger enjoys devouring human blood. Upon reaching adulthood, it can grow to the fifth rank, making it a deadly monster in the eyes of humans.

Therefore, he didn't need to be lenient.

He raised his finger, and the sword fell.

A blue aura condensed into a sword, instantly piercing the tiger's forehead.

The roar of the Blood-Striped Ferocious Tiger was frozen in its mouth before it could even be uttered. Its two tiger eyes were wide open, and its massive body crashed to the ground.

It seemed unable to understand why this ordinary human could kill it in one move.

Han Feng reached out with one hand and retrieved the demon core from the tiger's head.

It really is a Tier 3 magical beast, and it's equivalent to the late Tier 3 stage.

This kind of magical beast is capable of fighting even human spirit warriors. If it hadn't encountered Han Feng today, it probably wouldn't have been long before it advanced to a fourth-tier magical beast, at which point the people nearby would have suffered.

Upon entering the cave, Han Feng illuminated it with the flame in his hand and discovered that the ground was littered with human bones, and the stench of blood was so strong it was nauseating.

This is a very typical Bloodstriped Tiger's lair. It likes to create a blood-soaked, enclosed environment with only a narrow, elongated ventilation opening to retain the smell of blood to the maximum extent.

Han Feng sighed with pity, lit the Sea Heart Flame, and burned this filthy place to the ground.

Generally speaking, the territory of this blood-striped ferocious tiger will give birth to a rare mineral called blood essence stone.

Because of its exquisite design and the clear blood-red veins within the crystal-clear jade, it is novel and rare, and is therefore favored by some wealthy people.

Many mercenary groups also hunt the Blood-Striped Ferocious Tiger for this purpose.