Chapter 1574: Chapter 1574

Chapter 1574: Chapter 1574: I’ll Return It to You Later

The sky was getting dark, and Long Fei descended the mountain, leaving Wang Xiaoya alone up there.

Hei Wa and the others prepared a feast and dragged him down to drink with them.

He returned alone, which puzzled Long Santai, who pulled him aside and asked, “Did you upset Little Ya?”

Long Fei shook his head.

Long Santai said, “Then where did that girl go?”

Long Fei pointed to the mountain and said, “She’s up there contemplating swordsmanship!”

Long Santai gestured at him, speaking in frustration, “Grandfather has prepared the room, just waiting for you to give me a great-grandchild. Look at your comprehension, is it something you’ve done to yourself?”

Long Fei scratched his head and chuckled awkwardly, brushed it off with a couple of remarks, and escaped to join Hei Wa and the others for drinks.

These rascals had money in their hands.

The last time they were home, they were all bachelors, but now, unimaginable—everyone had a partner at the table, except for Long Fei.

The group of girls, though from the village, were dressed no less than those from the city.

Hei Wa’s girlfriend touched a sensitive topic and asked Long Fei, “Brother Long, where’s Sister Little Ya? Hei Wa said you two went up the mountain; why didn’t she come down?”

The others looked at Long Fei, which made him uneasy, so he casually brushed it off, saying, “She’s a bit tired, resting on the mountain; I’ll accompany her later.”

Hei Wa and a few others chuckled mischievously, whispering quietly, “Young folks need to take care of their health.”

“Brother Long is fine, he’s so fit; no one can compare!”

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A bunch of women blushed, listening to these cheeky comments, each smacking them with their little fists.

Long Fei laughed and scolded, “Get lost, all of you, when did your thoughts become so unhealthy?”

He picked up a bowl of wine, deliberately teaching these rascals a lesson.

Hei Wa and a few others were unconvinced, stood up and challenged Long Fei to a drinking contest.

The wine was a homemade rice wine from their village, with an alcohol content of around five or six percent, tasting like sugar water, but with a strong aftereffect.

A table full of youngsters drank two jars, and all, except for Long Fei, ended up on the ground spouting drunken nonsense, finally being carried away by their wives.

Long Fei smiled, took some peanuts, and went up the mountain to sit beside Wang Xiaoya, keeping her company.

It had been a long time since they had spent such peaceful time together, reminiscent of when he was a little security guard, secretly watching her at the gate.

She was still so beautiful, so alluring, her gentle face like the roses on the mountain.

Although not as grand and magnificent as a peony, it excelled in elegance and freshness.

Long Fei took out Minzhou Old Cellar from the Secret Realm and drank with the peanuts, sitting there for the entire night.

Wang Xiaoya opened her eyes, excitedly grabbed a stick, and demonstrated to Long Fei.

She indeed had high comprehension. Long Fei only taught her once, yet she could grasp thirty percent of the sword intent.

This swordsmanship, indeed, suited women.

As Wang Xiaoya practiced, in her floral dress, she hopped back and forth among the flowers, really like a dancing butterfly.

The last move, when Long Fei practiced, involved suppressing with Sword Qi and withdrawing the sword with hand strength.

Wang Xiaoya let out a sigh and gracefully withdrew the longsword, like a woman departing in desolation.

The surrounding flowers sighed with the sword intent, all losing their heads, falling from above.

Despite practicing the same swordsmanship, the two derived different states of mind.

In Wang Xiaoya’s heart, when the Xiaoxiang Two Concubines created this unparalleled swordsmanship that could traverse the world, perhaps it wasn’t excitement, but a helpless sigh.

A sigh for their beloved, whom they would never see again!

Long Fei applauded from the side, thinking how he had such an excellent disciple, which gave him confidence for teaching Lin Yingying and the others.

Wang Xiaoya watched the sunrise in the sky, slapped her head, and exclaimed, “Has the whole night passed?”

Long Fei nodded bitterly, thinking, big sister, you finally came to your senses.

Wang Xiaoya was amused by his look, tiptoed over, kissed him on the lips, and said, “Time is tight; I can’t accompany you this time. Please forgive me, old man; we’ll talk next time we meet.”

She mischievously waved farewell to Long Fei, with the Phoenix Dharma Laksana wings appearing behind her, fluttering gently, and her floral dress departing like a butterfly.

“It’s not like time is an issue, right?”

Long Fei hadn’t finished speaking, and she was already out of sight.

With this farewell, who knew when they would meet again.

He steeled himself, secretly thinking, you little brat, remember this, if necessary, I’ll go to the Immortal King Star to find you.

After all, the Broad Cold Palace on the Immortal King Star still owed him a favor; it would be the perfect time to reclaim it.

He descended the mountain dejectedly, bade farewell to his grandfather, and returned to the city.

Lin Yingying called him to go to the old house of the Lin Family.

Now that Elder Master Lin had moved to Longjiawan Village, Lin Yingying’s parents were living there every day.

Long Fei took a car out from the Storage Ring to drive over, and upon entering, the Little Kirin, who had been waiting for him at the door for quite a while, immediately ran over to hug him tightly.

The kid was still the same appearance, all his classmates had grown taller, but he remained just over a meter.

Making Father Lin and Mother Lin think he lacked supplements, so they fed him ginseng and deer antler velvet at home every day.

“Dad, you finally came. If you don’t take me away, Grandpa and Grandma will supplement me into ginseng.”

Little Kirin clung to Long Fei’s leg, looking relieved after hardship.

His little face was hot, overflowing with Essence Blood, it really seemed like he had too many supplements.

Long Fei laughed and asked him, “Where’s your mom?”

Little Kirin said, “She’s crying in the room! Oh my gosh, women are such trouble. Last night, mom cried, then aunt cried, then mom again. I comforted them all night, and look, they’re crying again this morning.”

“Little brat, so young yet so sharp!”

Long Fei chuckled and patted his head, pulling him into the house.

Lin Yingying and Lin Shanshan were sitting on the sofa, with Father Lin and Mother Lin also inside.

The atmosphere in the room was slightly off; as soon as Long Fei came in, Mother Lin covered her nose and started crying.

Lin Guohao stood up, inviting Long Fei to sit on the sofa.

Long Fei sat beside Lin Yingying, her eyes red, and she unconsciously clutched his hand.

Long Fei didn’t need to ask to know that Father Lin and Mother Lin had decided to stay.

In this world, they could live according to their own desires, but in that world, they would have to rely on their daughter and son-in-law.

Normal people wouldn’t have these thoughts, especially those as proud as them.

Depending on others was not something for them to consider.

Lin Guohao lit a cigarette, looked at Long Fei earnestly, and said, “Xiao Fei, after discussing it with your mother-in-law, we’ve decided. You all are pursuing great things, and we two don’t want to cause any trouble. Please take care of the girls, especially Yingying. She seems not to care about anything, but her heart is full. Shanshan is a playful one; you should guide and discipline her as needed. This fate we share has left your mother-in-law and me already very content.”

With his words, the Lin Family’s mother and daughters burst into tears.

Little Kirin pouted, winking at Long Fei and patting Lin Yingying’s shoulder like a little adult, trying to comfort her.

“Dad, Mom, don’t worry, I’ll take good care of them.”

Long Fei assured Lin Father and Mother, also feeling somewhat uncomfortable witnessing this scene of separation.

Lin Guohao nodded, suddenly looking several years older.

He took his wife’s hand, leaving Long Fei and Lin Yingying in the room, not wanting to make things too difficult for them.