Ye Feng returned to the villa and entered his bedroom, where he began to cultivate.
For so unknown reason, he had felt a sense of unease in his heart, as if sothing significant was about to happen.
This feeling was quite inexplicable, yet it was genuinely there, and even Ye Feng couldn't explain why he had such a premonition.
Of course, though this feeling was sudden, he wouldn't dismiss it as re fantasy, and after much consideration, the only source of his vigilance could be from the direction of the Capital Region.
That was also why, on his way back, he decided on the spur of the mont to bring Xia Lengchan into his fold and even to recruit two commanders from the Southern Territory.
It wasn't that there were no capable people under him, the Northern Border Sovereign. Besides the two Huajin Grandmasters, Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian, he also had several top-notch experts in the Northern Border, but for now, Ye Feng didn't plan to make use of those people in the Northern Border.
That was because, up to now, he had not yet confird who the secretive betrayer was!
So far, Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian were not suspects since, at the ti of the attack in the Capital Region, these two were still dealing with the aftermath at the Northern Border, unaware of his trip to the capital.
Of course, facing the upcoming earth-shattering assassination attempt, Ye Feng was not without confidence as he had already achieved the Realm of the Martial King and possessed absolute combat power.
However, Ye Feng had more in-depth considerations, and he was not yet ready to fully reveal the strength of his realm. At least until he found out who the secretive betrayer was and returned to the capital, he had to hold back so of his trump cards.
Ye Feng had a vague guess that the person behind the scenes betraying him was able to connect with both the Mountain Eagle organization and the nobles of the Capital Region, indicating that the person's background was anything but simple.
Therefore, after much thought, recruiting top fighters from the Southern Territory seed like the most appropriate choice!
As his mind continuously plotted, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes, and soon he entered the Void cultivation state.
Soon his breathing, which was part of his Breathing Technique, began to show a long, powerful flow of qi. Any Grandmaster witnessing this scene would be shocked because only when Inner Strength reached a profoundly high realm would such a phenonon appear during cultivation.
And at this mont, above Ye Feng's head, there were no flashes of colorful light, because he had long since reached the level of Nine Return to One, even Return to Simplicity. To the average person, he appeared no different from an ordinary vendor selling vegetables in the street.
With his continuous Breathing Technique, Ye Feng's Inner Strength kept intensifying and refining.
As ti passed bit by bit, suddenly, there was a buzzing sound within his body as another acupoint was cleared, and his realm improved once again.
By now, he had cleared a total of ten acupoints, which was enough to consider him a Primary Martial King!
But of course, this was far from enough. Although to the average person, the Realm of the Martial King already signified royalty and the Peak of the Martial Dao.
However, to Ye Feng, who knew far more about this world than the average person, the Martial King was rely the stage of having a rudintary understanding. In the last century's glorious era of the Martial Dao, there were many Martial Kings and they were not considered top-notch experts!
"Continue cultivating!" Ye Feng closed his eyes once again.
Since recovering from a severe injury the last ti, his body seed to have undergone so sort of change, and although he couldn't pinpoint exactly what had changed, Ye Feng was certain he had beco different.
Now, every ti he cultivated, it was as simple as drinking water with no bottlenecks to overco—each attempt led to a direct breakthrough.
This was undoubtedly good news, and Ye Feng naturally did not delve too much into it, confident that as his realm rose, he would discover the specifics!
Ti flowed like water and soon day turned to dusk. As the sky began to darkened, Ye Feng erged from his cultivation state.
"Thirteen acupoints now. This speed is indeed like riding on a rocket. Moreover, my Inner Strength, after being reforged following the last severe injury, has beco even more condensed, its quality has doubled in comparison to before!"
Ye Feng was very pleased. As the saying goes, 'What doesn't kill you makes you stronger'—and seemingly the phrase wasn't an exaggeration!
Hong Qingyan had just finished preparing dinner when she saw Ye Feng slowly pushing his wheelchair out. She quickly ascended the stairs and smiled, "Big Brother Ye, have you had a good rest? Dinner is ready, let's go eat."
Most of the ti, Hong Qingyan did not speak much, simply caring for Ye Feng silently and doing everything within her power.
It was precisely because of this character trait that Ye Feng genuinely liked her. He did not care much for appearances. With his status as the Northern Border King, it was not like beauties and ladies of high birth were lacking. In fact, quite a few had even offered themselves to him unabashedly.
However, to him, these were nothing more than diocrities, and there were also plenty of good-looking but empty vases that he simply did not favor!
What's more, during his serious illness, he had witnessed Qingyan's ticulous care, and he had seen it all clearly.
"You've worked hard!" Ye Feng nodded slightly towards her.
Hong Qingyan said, "It's not hard at all. Just so simple household chores. Compared to those..."
At this point, she suddenly paused, seemingly unsure of how to continue.
Ye Feng looked up at her and then understood, laughing as he said, "Are you concerned about the foundation setup?"
Hong Qingyan imdiately nodded, "Big Brother Ye is amazing to have noticed in one glance. Today, Gusu Murong suddenly ca over and sabotaged the foundation. Just last night, I had promised the Jiangdu orphanage to donate a batch of supplies."
She hurriedly explained further, "But Big Brother Ye, I didn't offer the donations myself. After all, the foundation isn't fully established yet. I wouldn't donate right away. It was just that Mrs. Liu from the orphanage suddenly contacted yesterday. She said that three years ago, the orphanage no longer got financial subsidies and is now nearly at a breaking point, so I..."
Ye Feng shook his head, half-annoyed, "Since I've entrusted you with full authority over the foundation, I naturally won't scold you for it. Rest assured, the foundation won't be abandoned. I have already contacted the Pang Family of Southern River Region Jiangnan to send a representative to assist you!"
"The foundation will continue to be organized. For now, ask the Pang Family to advance so funds to help alleviate the orphanage's current predicant!"
Hong Qingyan was overjoyed, clapping her hands, "Big Brother Ye, you're so kind."
Ye Feng smiled and shook his head, "Let's go have dinner!"
The two then started having dinner. Of course, characters like Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian would not dine here.
Xiao Chuanqi originally suggested hiring a few servants, but Ye Feng refused. For one thing, he wasn't the type to seek glory, and secondly, it seed simpler and more peaceful just to be with Qingyan.
Just as they finished dinner and night had completely fallen, there was suddenly so commotion outside the villa as two aggressive-looking SUVs stopped at the gate.
Soon after, Xia Lengchan led two people out of the cars and into the yard.
"My lord, your subordinate has not failed in her mission and has now brought two Great Commanders from the Southern Territory to see you!" Commander Xia called from outside the hall, observing basic eting etiquette.
"Let them in!" Ye Feng's voice ca out.
"Please, Great Commanders!" Xia Lengchan gestured with a wave of her hand.
Both nodded and stepped into the living room.
Hearing the noise, Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian from the neighboring villa ca over as well.
Ye Feng put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, then pushed his wheelchair slowly forward, scrutinizing the two n as he approached.
The one on the left was a burly figure dressed in a white vest and camouflage pants, his clear muscular lines exuding explosive strength.
The other was dressed in a gray robe, tall and well-proportioned, with a folding fan in hand, giving off a sowhat scholarly vibe.
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"Greetings, Northern Border King!" Both gave a salute but did not kneel, as their relationship was not that of sovereign and subject yet.
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