Mainland Martial Arts

The three of them continued chatting, and before they knew it, they had reached the city gate. The gate was bustling with activity. An exquisitely decorated carriage had already stopped there, its driver standing by, respectfully waiting.

"This is the carriage I arranged. Brother Lin, please get in." Qing Yuze said with a smile, and gestured for Lin Feng to get in.

Lin Feng nodded and boarded the carriage first. Qing Yuze and Feng Yuqian followed suit. The carriage slowly started and headed towards Muyang Town.

In the carriage, the three of them sat together, continuing their conversation. Qing Yuze and Feng Yuqian recounted Lin Feng's past, from his youthful arrogance in Qingmu City to his glorious rise as leader of the Lin family, and then to his grudges with the Wang family. Lin Feng listened intently, occasionally asking questions, trying to piece together his own past from their stories.

"Brother Lin, do you still remember the competition in Qingmu City that year? You made a big splash, defeated all your opponents and won the championship." Qing Yuze said with a smile, his eyes full of memories.

Lin Feng shook his head with a helpless look on his face: "I don't remember. From what you guys said, I seemed to be quite powerful back then." There was a hint of self-mockery in his tone.

Feng Yuqian also said, "Of course not. You were a prominent figure in our Qingmu City back then. Many people envied your talent and martial arts." His eyes were full of admiration.

The carriage sped along the road, the scenery on both sides passing by quickly like a picture scroll. The three people in the carriage chatted enthusiastically, as if they had forgotten the passage of time.

The afterglow of the setting sun, like a veil, gently shimmered across the streets of Muyang Town. Under this warm orange light, the town resembled a quaint painting, tranquil and peaceful. Houses lined the streets in an orderly fashion, and curls of smoke rose slowly from chimneys, adding a touch of the town's lively atmosphere.

The carriage carrying Lin Feng, Qing Yuze, and Feng Yuqian slowly pulled into the town. The clatter of horse hooves created a resonant rhythm on the cobblestone pavement. As the three of them sat inside, gazing out the window at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery outside, Lin Feng felt a surge of indescribable emotions. Qing Yuze and Feng Yuqian gazed curiously, filled with a sense of wonder at this legendary town, home to the Lin family.

"We've finally arrived in Muyang Town," Lin Feng said softly, his voice carrying a hint of fatigue, but more of a longing for home. His eyes were fixed on the car window, not missing any corner that might evoke his memories.

Qing Yuze nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Brother Lin, you will soon be able to return to the home you miss day and night." There was a hint of envy in his tone. Seeing Lin Feng's eager look to go home, he couldn't help but feel the power of family affection.

Feng Yuqian looked around excitedly, saying non-stop, "This Muyang Town looks quite interesting. I wonder what the Lin family is like." His eyes sparkled with curiosity, and he was full of anticipation for meeting the Lin family.

The carriage slowly moved forward on the streets of the town, and they asked passersby about the location of the Lin family. Passersby enthusiastically gave them directions, and every passerby had a simple smile on their face, which made Lin Feng feel warm in his heart.

Soon, they arrived at the Lin family's main gate. It was tall and imposing, its vermilion lacquer appearing particularly solemn in the setting sun. The gate was tightly closed, its copper rings gleaming with a cold luster.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, walked forward, and knocked on the door. "Knock, knock, knock," the crisp knocks echoed in the silent doorway. His heartbeat involuntarily quickened, and his hands trembled slightly, anticipating a response from behind the door.

After a while, footsteps were heard from inside the door. The door slowly opened, and a young servant appeared at the door. He was dressed neatly in the attire of a servant, with a polite smile on his face. Just as he was about to ask, his eyes fell on Lin Feng's face, and his eyes widened instantly, his face full of shock.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" The servant asked a routine question, but as soon as he said it and saw Lin Feng clearly, his voice instantly rose, with incredible surprise, "Young Master Lin Feng, is it really you?" There were tears of excitement in his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Lin Feng felt warm in his heart and said with a smile, "It's me, I'm back." There was a hint of sob in his voice. The reaction of the servant in front of him made him feel that he was truly back home.

"Hurry, hurry, Young Master Lin Feng, come in." The servant said as he excitedly stepped aside to make way, shouting at the top of his voice, "Young Master Lin Feng is back!" His voice echoed in the Lin family's courtyard, full of joy and excitement.

This shout was like a stone dropped into a calm lake, stirring up ripples. The other servants in the courtyard heard the shout and ran towards its source. As they ran, they repeated loudly, "Young Master Lin Feng is back!" The voices rose and fell, like a joyful relay. Before long, the entire Lin family knew that Lin Feng had returned.

Chen Xiner was helping prepare dinner in the yard when she heard the shout and nearly dropped the basket in her hands. A smile of surprise instantly spread across her face, and tears of excitement welled up in her eyes. She wanted to rush out to greet Lin Feng, but she suppressed her excitement because she knew there were two people who were more eager to see Lin Feng than she was.

They were Lin Feng's parents, Lin Dingkun and Liu Wenjing. Also present were the Lin family's former head, Lin Chaoyao, Lin Feng's great-grandfather; Lin Feng's grandfather, Lin Chaohua; and the new head, Lin Dingxing, Lin Feng's father's eldest brother. Because the tendons in his hands and feet had been severed, Lin Dingxing was now confined to a wheelchair, pushed by Chen Xiner.

Lin Dingkun and Liu Wenjing hurried out of the house, hand in hand. Liu Wenjing's face was filled with anxiety and anticipation, her eyes already filled with tears. Lin Dingkun, on the other hand, looked excited and hurried, eager to fly to Lin Feng's side.

The moment they saw Lin Feng, Liu Wenjing could no longer hold back her tears. She ran towards Lin Feng crying, shouting, "You little bastard, why don't you come back earlier if you're okay?" Her voice was full of grievance, worry and joy. All the emotions intertwined together and turned into this one sentence of anger.

Lin Feng looked at the woman running toward him, a strong sense of familiarity welling up in his heart. He knew this was his mother, and only a mother could express such unconcealed emotions. His eyes moistened slightly, and he felt an urge to cry, but he resisted the urge and walked forward to hug his mother tightly.

Liu Wenjing hugged Lin Feng tightly, tears streaming down her face, soaking his shoulders. Her body trembled slightly, and she held him tighter, as if afraid he would disappear again. After a long moment, she slowly let go, her eyes filled with longing and reluctance.