The Road to Becoming a Son-in-Law

Chapter 103 Yan Beifeng's Firm Vow

"Thank you for your hard work." Inside the car, Zhang Jingyi was sitting, preparing to meet the person.

Chen Feng opened the car door and got in with a relaxed expression. He then said to her, "You actually came? Is Yan Luo alright?"

"It's alright for now. The higher-ups have already... taken care of it?" Zhang Jingyi looked at him with a puzzled and hesitant expression.

"All done." Chen Feng looked relaxed. He placed the box he was holding in front of her.

Zhang Jingyi nodded slightly and quickly opened the white suitcase.

There was a document in the suitcase, which was still inside the bag, but Zhang Jingyi showed no intention of looking at it again.

"These are A-level documents. Congratulations on successfully completing your first mission. But it really makes me a little curious..." Zhang Jingyi hesitated slightly, then asked curiously, "How did you get down so quickly?"

The opposing team has three A-level martial artists, all from the ancient martial arts world. Logically speaking, they are a group of ruthless individuals, whose combat experience should be far superior to theirs.

"Oh, you mean this? Actually, quick and decisive, catching people off guard... that's how you do it in a group fight."

After calmly finishing his sentence, Chen Feng naturally added, "Senior sister, take me to the nearest herbal medicine shop. I need to prepare something."

Zhang Jingyi: "...Okay."

It's quiet at night.

Huang Zheng looked anxious.

He ruined this deal, which should absolutely not have happened.

He was on tenterhooks. Although Du Fang had spared his life, even bigger trouble was now brewing.

Sure enough... "Buzzing..."

A cell phone rang out, startling Huang Zheng. He was especially startled when he saw the message "Okay?" on the caller ID. He couldn't help but clutch his head and give it a good rub before he could calm himself down and answer the call.

A voice altered with a voice changer, filled with anger, came through: "You got the stuff, but the Martial Arts Association still managed to take it back?"

"This... sir, please let me explain. It's because I couldn't protect the three A-level martial artists I hired from you. This... I'm powerless to help. The people from the Martial Arts Association say something different from what you said."

Huang Zheng, with a bitter expression, anxiously explained, "I had already taken out my gun, but that guy walked in and instantly killed three A-level bodyguards... I..."

"Useless. As expected, an ordinary person is just an ordinary person, utterly useless!" the voice roared.

Huang Zheng gritted his teeth and finally said, "However, I have a backup of this document. Just in case, I backed up half of the data, and all the information you want to know is in it."

The driver was startled, then fell silent for a long while before saying, "Doing business with you guys really is... you're not afraid of death, you even dare to touch these things."

“Sir, I am an intelligence agent. I will get the information to you, but we also have a right to know half of it. However, those who do business with me, Huang Zheng, know one thing: I will keep it absolutely confidential,” Huang Zheng said resolutely.

"Okay, I trust you. Just hand over half of the information. That way you'll be worthy of the payment I gave you," the person on the other end said after a long while.

Huang Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself that it was fortunate he had a backup plan.

However, regarding the location of that ancient artifact... it actually happens to be in Jiangnan City. This time, this lord will probably come in person, and he will definitely have to run away!

His gaze turned grave as he calculated his escape route. Although he wasn't from the ancient martial arts world, the benefits and risks of their line of work were intertwined; the more you knew, the faster you would die!

Chen Feng returned to the hotel and began fiddling with the Chinese herbs he had just acquired. Zhang Jingyi was somewhat curious about what he was trying to do.

But when she returned a few hours later, she could see with her own eyes that Yan Luo's previously pale face had returned to its normal rosy hue, and she almost forgot her shock.

He's so knowledgeable about pharmacology, what else can't he do... No wonder he's the one the president has his eye on.

Seeing her appear at the door, Chen Feng was surprised. "Senior Sister is here again?"

"I just received a message from the guild leader. He asked me to inform you that the reward for this mission has been deposited into your account. There's also another piece of news," Zhang Jingyi said with a slight smile. "The head of the Yan family is on his way. He wants to meet with you."

Chen Feng looked surprised, pondering as he played with the bowl of medicinal soup in his hand.

"What does he want from me?" Chen Feng's tone had cooled down considerably.

Zhang Jingyi, being perceptive, naturally noticed the distance in his tone, but still said, "I should be here to thank you."

"Oh, it's for Yan Luo's sake, then there's no need to go to any special trouble, it's just a small favor." Chen Feng put down the herbal medicine in his hand, his refusal making it very clear.

He needs to go to the Chen family's old house again to see if there are any clues left from back then.

Or... ask the person directly? You probably won't get the answer you want.

Chen Feng frowned for a long time, but when he saw that Zhang Jingyi was still there, he was slightly puzzled. Then he saw Zhang Jingyi's helpless expression.

"Patriarch Yan is already waiting for you."

Looking at his gentle senior sister, Chen Feng suddenly felt that it would be unmanly of him to make such a beautiful woman feel awkward, so he nodded and said, "Tsk, why didn't you say so earlier, senior sister..."

ten minutes later.

In the hotel lobby, the gleaming floor reflected the passing crowds, and two beautiful waitresses greeted the VIP guests with smiles, preparing the best food and drinks for them.

Unlike last time, this time Yan Beifeng came in person and specially ordered a Manchu Han Imperial Feast to entertain Chen Feng.

A man with extraordinary strength and a spirit pet by his side, whose background is impossible to investigate, is enough for Yan Beifeng to believe that Chen Feng must have a powerful background.

He believed he could also win the hearts of the people by spitting out his food to welcome guests, so he came in person to express his gratitude, taking advantage of Chen Feng saving Yan Luo.

"Thanks to Brother Chen's help this time, otherwise Luo'er would have been in trouble." Yan Beifeng said with gratitude, "If Brother Chen needs any help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask me, Yan. If it is within my power, I will do my best to help."

Chen Feng ate for quite a while before his expression changed slightly upon hearing this sentence.

He frowned slightly, then suddenly said, "Oh, really?"

Seeing that there was hope, Yan Beifeng laughed loudly and said, "Of course."

A glint flashed in Chen Feng's eyes. He put down his chopsticks and suddenly smiled, "I do have something important to tell you. Does Patriarch Yan know about the massacre of the Chen family in Jiangnan back then?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Beifeng's face, which had been full of smiles, suddenly changed color.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere, like a loose thread, was suddenly pulled taut.

"Young man Chen, why are you asking this?"

Yan Beifeng hesitated before revealing his surname, only then realizing its uniqueness.