That idiot from the Sword Sect turned out to be a lucky charm.

Lin Zhifeng carefully considered his words before saying, "I know. Uncle, please don't be too sad. With your talent, you're sure to rise to great heights in the future." The implication was clear: put aside these matters of love and romance as soon as possible!

Storm listened, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

After having dinner, the two found the most luxurious inn in the city and asked for a suite to rest.

The two wandered around the city for a few days, and sure enough, more people gathered from all directions.

The two of them went to the same restaurant again that day, found a private room, and ordered a table of food and drinks.

The two were halfway through their meal when suddenly a group of people came making a fuss outside.

All they heard was the waiter outside their private room smiling obsequiously, "Gentlemen, I'm sorry, this room is already occupied. Why don't you sit down in the lobby for a while and have some tea? As soon as a private room upstairs becomes available, I'll come and invite you right away."

Those people completely ignored his instructions, cursing and swearing, "Open your dog eyes and take a good look! This is the third young master of the Sun City Lord, who has come specifically to propose to Miss Jiang Yu. How dare you make our young master wait downstairs? I don't care if your private rooms are full or not. Even if they are, just kick them out. What kind of logic is it to make our young master wait?"

The waiter tried to stop them, but the group kicked open the door to Lin Zhifeng's private room. A group of people rushed in. The man who had spoken to the waiter was likely a trusted subordinate of the Third Young Master of Lie Ri City. He adopted a cocky, arrogant attitude, slamming a bag of silver onto Feng Bao's table with a "thud," then tossed his head towards the door and said, "Our young master needs this room. You'd better take your money and get out of here!"

Lin Zhifeng knew that he couldn't eat this meal.

He didn't intend to stoop to the level of these unreasonable people. Even if these mortals knew a little martial arts, they were as fragile as ants in the eyes of these cultivators.

He wanted to avoid it, but he was also afraid that the storm would be too much for him to bear.

If you anger your uncle, even with his Refinement Realm cultivation, he can cause rivers of blood to flow in the mortal world with just a flick of his finger.

Lin Zhifeng was terrified; if that happened, it would destroy an entire world, and there was no guarantee there wouldn't be some kind of punishment.

So he quickly got up and said to Feng Bao, "Uncle, I've finished eating. Shall we go back to the inn to rest?"

Storm nodded and stood up, then walked outside with Lin Zhifeng.

Seeing how cooperative the two of them were, the lackey was pleased and couldn't help but say, "You're smart to know what's good for you. That silver is a reward for you."

The storm and the wind of the forest seemed not to hear them, and without pausing, they turned and left.

Back at the inn, Lin Zhifeng couldn't help but ask Feng Bao, "Uncle, if I had killed all those mortals just now, would Heaven or some other deity have punished me?"

The storm said, "I don't know."

Lin Zhifeng: "..."

Seeing Lin Zhifeng's speechless expression, Feng Bao couldn't help but laugh, "We cultivators can't escape the laws of heaven and the hearts of men in our actions. Let's not even talk about whether you'll be punished by heaven for what you did; can you even pass the test of your own conscience? If you can't pass that test, when you break through to a higher realm in the future, you'll inevitably be affected by your inner demons. At that time, failing to break through at the last moment is the least of your worries; there are countless examples of people who have suffered from qi deviation and perished. What kind of noble people are we? It's not worth arguing with these ants."

Lin Zhifeng suddenly realized: Was it because of the guilt he felt towards his uncle that his mother couldn't get over the inner demons?

Although he had this question, he didn't dare to discuss it with Feng Bao or ask for verification. He simply said obediently, "Thank you for your guidance, Uncle."

The two had barely finished talking when there was a deafening knocking on the door of their inn.

The uncle and nephew gave a helpless, bitter smile. Why was this never going to end? Were they being forced to go on a killing spree?

Lin Zhifeng said, "Uncle, our trip to the mortal realm was so worthwhile. We not only witnessed my mother's reincarnation, but also tempered our minds."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was kicked open again.

Looking at the people pouring in, Lin Zhifeng chuckled—it was the same group from before. What a small world! Why do these clueless people have to be so difficult to deal with? Isn't it better to just live a peaceful life?

The lackey was also taken aback when he saw Lin Zhifeng and his companion; he hadn't expected it to be the same two again.

However, the inns in Star City are currently overcrowded, and even the most luxurious suites have been booked. They can't help being a little arrogant so that the Third Young Master can get some rest.

The lackey thought that the two had just given them a private room to eat without saying a word, and hadn't even dared to ask for any compensation money. He figured they wouldn't refuse to give him a place to stay now.

He opened his mouth and said in the same tone: "Our Third Young Master wants to stay in this suite, so you can vacate it for him!"

Lin Zhifeng said coldly, "What if I disagree?"

The lackey swiftly drew a sharp knife, pointed the tip at Lin Zhifeng, and said disdainfully, "Let me tell you, don't be stubborn and end up making a fool of yourself."

Lin Zhifeng said, "I've never had to drink a penalty shot before in my life. How is it? Is it good?"

The lackey raised his knife to strike, but Lin Zhifeng simply flicked his finger, and the knife in the lackey's hand shattered into eight pieces instantly.

The lackey stared incredulously at the steel knife in his hand, now only the hilt remaining, and said, "How is this possible?"

He glanced at Lin Zhifeng, who remained calm and collected, and exclaimed, "My God, there's a ghost!"

The Third Young Master, who had remained silent throughout the crowd, suddenly spoke up: "So you two are quite skilled. I was careless in disciplining you earlier, and you two have been wronged. May I ask where you two come from? Would you be interested in becoming guest retainers of our Blazing Sun City?"

Although the third young master couldn't see through Lin Zhifeng's true strength, he wasn't stupid. He knew that the younger of the two was stronger than his father.

It's important to understand that the city lords of these eleven main cities on their continent are essentially the most powerful martial artists. Therefore, these two individuals are very likely from another continent.

What is their purpose in coming here? If it's just a passing fancy, a short stay wouldn't be so bad. But if they intend to establish a permanent presence on this continent, then whichever major city receives their support will become the greatest threat to the other cities.

For centuries, the eleven cities have maintained a competitive yet relatively balanced relationship. This time, he came to seek marriage with the daughter of the Star-Picking City Lord on his father's orders, also in order to find an ally for the Blazing Sun City through marriage, thus giving the Blazing Sun City a more stable position.

He must win over these two people, and ideally invite them back to Lie Ri City as guest ministers.