On the day Zhang Dingnan left, Han Feng went to the Lieyan Gang headquarters again.
Since the Lieyan Gang unified the three major gangs, they have joined forces with Han Feng to destroy the Wang family.
Today's momentum is almost second only to the five major families in Bailong County, and the gang is in a state of prosperity both inside and outside.
Upon learning of Han Feng's visit, Xiao Mu immediately led a group of core members of the Lieyan Gang to personally greet him outside the gate of Xiantian City.
After all, today's Han Feng is no longer what it used to be in terms of strength and status.
The head of the Han family, one of the five most powerful families, ranked first in the Tiannan College selection competition.
Unconsciously, he has become the top big shot in Bailong County.
Not to mention, he also had a life-saving grace for the Lieyan Gang, and everyone in the Lieyan Gang respected him.
Xiao Mu enthusiastically welcomed Han Feng into the city and held a banquet in honor of him. Han Feng did not show off his dignity and still treated him with the courtesy of a junior.
There was no barrier between the two, and they chatted about their parents casually.
During the dinner, Xiao Mu couldn't help but sigh.
When he first met Han Feng, Han Xiaotian was at the height of his power in Bailong County, and Han Feng was still an ignorant child of five or six years old.
The second time I met Han Feng, he was still a good-for-nothing dude who was rumored in Bailong County to be unable to practice.
Even though he had already seen at that time that Han Feng was not an ordinary person, he never expected it.
Han Feng could rise up in such a short period of time, become so powerful, and achieve what it is today!
Even at this moment, Han Feng beside him seemed gentle and courteous, chatting and laughing with him happily.
But Xiao Muhe is also a person with extraordinary vision.
He could feel that there was a sharp edge pointing straight to the sky on Han Feng.
His momentum and sharpness are even better than those of Han Xiaotian back then!
During the banquet, Han Feng never saw that familiar figure, and finally asked.
"Uncle Xiao, why don't you see Miss Xiao?"
Han Feng originally thought that Xiao Qingluan would participate in the trials of Tiannan College, but she was never seen on the field.
I only saw her vaguely during the finals, and then the two never met again.
Speaking of Xiao Qingluan, Xiao Mu raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, smiling bitterly.
"Hey...that girl has already left Bailong County."
"What...leave Bailong County?" Han Feng looked surprised.
Xiao Mu nodded.
"Luan'er said that she is not interested in Tiannan College. She heard that there is a martial arts academy in "Beidu Province" to the east of Xichuan Province that is recruiting students. She plans to give it a try and go out for some travel.
Sigh... The child has grown up and has her own ideas. Luan'er is stubborn and strong by nature, so I can only let her go. "
Having said this, Xiao Mu couldn't help but glance at Han Feng and sighed again.
"If I had known earlier, I should have let you two... Oh, forget it, just don't say it, my dear nephew, come and have a drink!"
When Han Feng heard this, he could only smile bitterly and say nothing, and raised his glass.
Things like feelings are hard to explain.
If there is a fate, maybe in a certain year, a certain month, a certain day in the future, old friends can meet again.
…
After saying goodbye to Xiao Mu, Han Feng brought gifts and went to the county town, where he visited the Zhao family and the city lord's mansion respectively.
He personally expressed his gratitude to Family Master Zhao and City Master Qin, and informed them that he was about to travel far.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention the affairs of the Wang family and the Han family in Bailong County, and both expressed their blessings to Han Feng.
After bidding farewell to the two families and returning to Han Mansion, night had fallen.
Han Feng has made up his mind and will set off for Tiannan College in two days.
Returning home that night, Han Feng did not return to the north room immediately, but went to the small courtyard in the west wing.
The small courtyard in the west wing was quiet at night. Although no one had lived in it for a long time, the courtyard was still very tidy because Han Feng ordered people to clean it every day.
Han Feng walked alone in the courtyard, looking at the plants and trees in the courtyard, and at the stone tables and benches under the pavilion.
In a trance, he seemed to see a peerless beauty, holding her fragrant cheek in her hand.
A pair of cold and quiet eyes looked at the night sky in the distance, and the bright eyes complemented the bright moon.
She looked at the bright moon, but Han Feng looked at her.
When she looked back at Han Feng, a smile appeared on her cold and beautiful face.
But in the blink of an eye, it becomes blurry like a mirror.
"Xin'er..."
Han Feng couldn't help but take a step forward, but the picture in front of him was blank, everything was just his fantasy.
Although Chu Hanxin has been gone for a long time, even though a lot of things have happened recently.
Although Han Feng and Zhou Yunmei settled their differences and got back together, their relationship became stronger day by day.
But somewhere in Han Feng's heart was always open to only one person.
That was the first woman he fell in love with and fell in love with after coming to Lingwu Continent.
From her body, Han Feng felt the warmth of family, the heartbeat of first love, and the unforgettable longing...
Every night in the dead of night, her voice and smile would always appear in Han Feng's mind, leaving him stunned.
Han Feng had already secretly sworn in his heart that even her family background was a "heaven and earth" that she could not look up to.
Even if he is with her, he will have to fight through thorns and endure hardships.
He continues to move forward without any regrets or complaints.
Perhaps, just like an idiot yearning for the bright moon, Chu Hanxin is the "white moonlight" in Han Feng's heart!
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Early the next morning, the air was slightly cold, and the first snow since winter actually fell in the sky.
The snow in early winter is as thin as cicada wings, crystal clear, fluttering, and melts as soon as it hits the ground.
Today is also Han Feng's last day in Han Mansion. Tomorrow, he will set off for Tiannan College.
After breakfast, Han Feng suddenly became interested.
He took Zhou Yunmei, Bing'er and Butler Zhang to the "Observation Deck" in the northwest corner of Han Mansion to enjoy the snow.
After admiring the snowy scene for a moment, Zhou Yunmei rubbed her hands gently and said into the white mist.
"Mr., I'm a little cold. I want to go back home and put on some clothes. You're wearing too little. I'll get you a cloak."
When Han Feng heard this, he smiled and nodded.
Binger also said at this time.
"Then I'll make some bowls of ginger soup to keep everyone away from the cold!"
The two girls then left hand in hand, leaving only Han Feng and Butler Zhang on the observation deck.
Han Feng leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, looking at the fine snowflakes in the sky. He was lost in thought for a long time and suddenly said.
"Steward Zhang, have you been in Han Mansion for a long time?"
Butler Zhang on the side was stunned when he heard this, and then said with a look of reminiscence on his face.
"Well... the old slave has been serving the old master since he was young. Calculating the time, it must have been more than thirty years."
Han Feng still looked at the snowflakes in the sky and said to himself.
"More than thirty years, time flies so fast."
Butler Zhang looked at Han Feng in surprise, and then sighed.
"Time indeed passed too fast, and in a blink of an eye, the old slave was already dying, with half of his feet in the ground.
I don’t know how long I can serve the family master in the future. "
Han Feng reached out and took a piece of snowflake. After the snowflake melted in an instant, he said calmly.
"Steward Zhang, you have worked hard to serve me and my father for decades, so you must be tired."
Butler Zhang was slightly startled.
Then Han Feng said casually again.
"It's better... you abandon your cultivation, leave the Han Mansion with a sum of money, and enjoy your old age in peace."
As soon as these words came out, Butler Zhang's pupils shrank suddenly, and his withered old face twitched.
