Frontier Army Warrior

Ji Fengxing suddenly recalled Lin Feng's fleeing figure, which he could use as a reference to accelerate his progress.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became excited, ignored the other disciples, and turned to enter his cave.

Time waits for no one.

In less than half an hour, Lin Feng and his sister had reached the foot of the mountain.

Lin Feng released Lin Shou, who was still a little dizzy. After a while, the two of them started walking forward.

There was a long silence.

"How is Father?"

"Yes, it's the same as always, except that your hair is a bit whiter."

Lin Feng thought for a moment: "Lin Shou, I heard you don't want to get married?"

Lin Shou lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"I just want to stay home and take care of my father."

"A woman will always get married."

Lin Shou stubbornly shook his head.

"If I leave, Dad will be all alone at home, and I... I'm worried about him."

Lin Feng remained silent upon hearing this.

With so many things to do, he naturally couldn't take care of his family. Besides, he was no longer the Lin Feng he used to be. He felt that he had already done right by providing his father and sister with a good living environment.

As for my sister's marriage, let nature take its course; it's better to let Dad worry about it.

The two continued their journey in silence.

Because of Lin Shou, Lin Feng could no longer walk quickly.

He wanted to find a larger county town to entrust his sister to a security escort agency to escort her back to her home in Shanglin Prefecture. He also needed to deal with the issues of the Zhengyi Gate and Zhongxing Gate.

The Sword Formation Sect has already admitted defeat, but Gao Zhengqing of the Zhengyi Sect and Mu Qianyang of the Zhongxing Sect are still formidable rivals and should not be underestimated.

Lin Feng has killed many of their disciples, forging a deep-seated enmity. Now it's a matter of who has the better skills and more endurance.

However, Lin Feng was very confident in himself at this moment, especially in terms of speed, which had given him an extreme sense of pleasure.

He believed that since Ji Fengxing, the leader of the Sword Formation Sect, couldn't catch up with him, the other two leaders wouldn't be much better than Ji Fengxing.

Lin Feng had already thought about this. He had been entangled with Ji Fengxing in Taihang for many days, but Gao Zhengqing and Mu Qianyang still hadn't shown up. It wasn't that they couldn't come back in time; it was clear from Ji Fengxing's attitude that a rift had formed between them.

It's very likely that the question of ownership of the precious treasure they planted had an effect on their minds.

This caused the three of them to distrust each other and prevent them from working together as one.

Perhaps I can use this as an opportunity to sow discord between them.

As Lin Feng traveled, he pondered the situation. He and Lin Shou arrived at a small county town before nightfall.

This city belongs to Yanxin Prefecture and is a relatively remote county. The city walls are low, and only a few pedestrians enter and exit in front of the city gate.

The stone inscription of the county name on the city gate was also covered by tall weeds, making it impossible to read what it said.

An old soldier stood dozing against the wall in front of the city gate. He was wearing a tattered military uniform, which was covered in dirt and it was impossible to tell which unit he belonged to.

The old soldier kept his eyes closed, not even glancing at the people entering and leaving the city gate.

Lin Feng led Lin Shou through the low and narrow city gate and into the county town.

The streets of this county town are not crowded with pedestrians, and the streets are narrow, not much larger than a small town.

Lin Feng found an inn and settled Lin Shou in.

He had no money on him, but luckily Lin Shou had a few loose silver coins with him, which allowed him to get a superior room.

Lin Shou insisted on staying in a regular room, but Lin Feng wouldn't allow it, saying he could get some money later and that Lin Shou could stay in a superior room without worry.

What a joke! I am the regent of a major clan, how could my own sister stay in a regular guest room?

I can't afford to lose face like that.

As for where to get the money, Lin Feng has no idea yet.

It's nothing more than taking advantage of the night to rob a rich person and temporarily alleviate one's poverty.

Lin Feng had no problem with such minor squabbles.

Next, they fetched water to wash up and prepared a sumptuous meal, which the waiter brought to their room. The brother and sister sat facing each other, eating slowly and carefully.

Finally, I can enjoy a good meal in peace, and maybe even get a good night's sleep.

I just don't know when those two old guys will suddenly appear and disturb my moment of peace.

Because he had his younger sister with him, Lin Feng didn't believe that those two old guys wouldn't be able to track him down.

Lin Feng was prepared; this person was no pushover. They wouldn't let him escape without a reason after the massacre of his family.

Those two old guys must be watching my every move somewhere.

Lin Feng was also at ease with his sister; as sect leaders, the two old men would certainly not lay a hand on Lin Shou.

As for myself, due to the life-and-death battles these past few days, and with the selfless assistance of Duanjian, my improvement has been extraordinary. Although I dare not say that I can defeat them, it should not be too difficult for me to escape from the two old guys.

Seeing Lin Feng eating and drinking so comfortably with a relaxed expression, Lin Shou asked worriedly.

"Brother, where are you going to get the money to pay the bill later?"

Her eyes swept over the table full of delicious food and a pot of wine.

It was supposed to be good food, but in such a remote small county, it was just a few more meat dishes. It wasn't fancy, but at least it was very affordable.

Lin Shou pondered to himself that these things were quite valuable, and the few silver coins he had in his pocket were not enough to pay for them.

Lin Feng put a piece of meat in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Don't worry, when have I ever needed your money?"

Lin Shou believed that Lin Feng was rich, but now he had no relatives or friends, was in a strange place, and didn't know anyone. Would anyone give money to a stranger?

"Brother, you're not going to...?"

She meant that she suspected Lin Feng would steal other people's money.

Lin Feng waved his hand: "No, I'll borrow some money for you later to cover your travel expenses. I'll pay it back then, so don't worry about it."

Lin Shou was still worried: "Brother, we don't know anyone. Who are you going to borrow from?"

Lin Feng shook his head slightly. Lin Shou's core was still that of a simple and honest farmer. His father had taught Lin Feng from a young age that one must be honest and upright, and that suffering losses is a blessing.

In short, there are a whole host of reasons for following the rules.

This mindset leads to a very stable poverty, so poor that no one will bother with you.

It's the kind of situation where even a thief who comes to your house will leave crying.

"Alright, stop meddling in men's business. Just focus on your food. I've got everything covered."

Lin Feng couldn't stand this state; it was the restlessness his soul was causing him.

It was also a latent obsession of the original owner to resist his father's lecturing.

Lin Shou was afraid of the older brother in front of him, so he lowered his head and ate his food in small bites, no longer speaking.

As night deepened, candles were lit in the room.

Lin Feng urged Lin Shou to go to bed early.

These days, she's been living in the cave, feeling anxious and unable to sleep well. She must be extremely exhausted.

I had just lay down on the blanket fully clothed when I started snoring.

With her brother by her side, Lin Shou slept very peacefully.

Lin Feng waited for a while, then got up, climbed out of the window, and onto the roof, looking around.

He was looking for a taller building.

No matter how poor a town or village may be, there will always be a few wealthy families.

There's no need to ask around; you can tell at a glance whether a family has any leftover money or grain just by looking at their residence.