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Chapter 226 Brother Feihong, this doesn’t make sense!

"You're talking nonsense." Thirteenth Aunt's eyebrows arched, her eyes widened, and she subconsciously wanted to refute, "Feihong is not that kind of person at all! He, he is just..."

However, when the words came to her lips, she was suddenly speechless and didn't know how to continue her defense. For a moment, she couldn't find the right words to excuse Huang Feihong.

Shen Lang said with a half-smile, "Look, even you can't find a reason to defend him. Now this port is full of foreign ships. Foreigners come to our territory arrogantly and domineeringly."

"And what about him? He still clings to the old ways, refusing to open his eyes to this new world. He even speaks harshly to you. Could it be that he has you in his heart?"

Hearing this, Thirteenth Aunt's heart suddenly trembled. She glared at Shen Lang and said angrily, "What does this have to do with you? Stop talking nonsense here!"

After saying that, she hugged the camera tightly in her arms, turned around and was about to leave.

Although Huang Feihong did have some rift with her recently due to some reasons, things between the two were not very pleasant.

But she still felt very unhappy when Shen Lang said these things so bluntly.

At this moment, Shen Lang suddenly reached out and took the camera stand, saying, "Let me help you. Such delicate and valuable equipment must be carefully treated."

"It's none of your business!" Aunt Thirteen rejected his kindness without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came from far away.

Immediately afterwards, a group of officers and soldiers in official uniforms poured into the house like a tide.

I saw them all holding long spears and long swords on their waists. They looked serious and their eyes were scanning everything in the house sharply.

Seeing so many soldiers and officers rushing in, Thirteenth Aunt was shocked and the camera in her hand was snatched away by Shen Lang.

She had no time to stop it and could only watch.

In the courtyard, Huang Feihong greeted a man in official uniform: "Commander-in-Chief, you've arrived just in time. My Baozhilin has been burned down. I hope your government can apprehend the murderer."

The Admiral glanced around the fire-ravaged Bao Zhilin and said to Huang Feihong, "Master Huang, you martial arts masters are secretly running incense halls, dividing the people into gangs and factions, and seizing territory."

Such aggressive words immediately made Huang Feihong and his disciples feel unhappy.

The Admiral continued, "Now your enemies have come to your door and burned down your Baozhilin. This is your own fault. You should repent and mend your ways!"

"Admiral, opening a martial arts school is not the same as opening a temple!" Huang Feihong argued. "If the government really believes that practicing martial arts is illegal, then the traditional Chinese martial arts passed down by our ancestors will be lost!"

The admiral narrowed his eyes immediately, thinking that Huang Feihong was really ungrateful.

Huang Feihong continued, "If the bandits come and attack us, what will we do to resist? Does this mean we can take a step back and see the bigger picture?"

At this point, his tone suddenly became serious.

The Admiral snorted coldly, walked up to Huang Feihong, and said in a menacing tone, "You can't even protect Bao Zhilin now, and you're still talking to me about military affairs."

Hearing the tense conversation in the yard, Aunt Thirteen quickly ran to the steps outside the house.

Shen Lang followed her, holding the camera, and said in a low voice, "You must not talk nonsense. If you say something wrong, it might cause big trouble for Brother Huang."

"I know, but I'm really worried about him." Aunt Thirteen responded softly, with a hint of anxiety and worry in her tone.

In the courtyard, under the aggressive questioning of the admiral, Huang Feihong's apprentice Yip Sai Wing finally could no longer suppress his anger.

He suddenly kicked up and kicked a large vat in the yard with full anger.

boom!
With a loud bang, the big vat was kicked into pieces in an instant, and fragments flew everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Shirong put on a threatening look towards the admiral, ready to fight.

Seeing this, Aunt Thirteen couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!"

She stared at the scene with wide eyes and astonishment.

The other people in the courtyard were also terrified and shouted in panic: "Brother! Stop it!"

"Shirong, what on earth do you want to do?"

"Ye Shirong, do you dare to openly assault an official appointed by the imperial court?"

In an instant, the originally quiet yard became chaotic.

The numerous officers and soldiers, whether inside or outside the house, immediately drew out the long swords at their waists upon hearing the noise. The shining blades flashed a chilling light in the sunlight.

They approached Yip Sai Wing step by step as if they were facing a formidable enemy, ready to draw their swords at him if they had a disagreement.

Huang Feihong's face darkened. He quickly walked up to Ye Shirong and shouted, "Shirong, what the hell are you doing? Get inside!"

Ye Shirong was filled with grievances and anger, but he had nowhere to vent. He could only grit his teeth and shout in a wronged voice, "Master..."

"go back!"

Faced with his master's majestic gaze and harsh reprimand, Ye Shirong finally turned around unwillingly and walked towards the living room angrily.

At this time, a voice came from the door: "Huang Feihong, can I come in?" Huang Feihong and others who were talking looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was a foreigner wearing priest's clothes, with a high nose and deep eyes.

Ye Shirong, who was about to enter the house, became furious when he saw this person. Without saying a word, he turned around and rushed towards the door.

He looked as if he was about to punch the person in front of him, and he shouted angrily, "Damn red-haired devil, what on earth do you want to do here?"

Seeing this, Huang Feihong's face changed and he quickly scolded, "Shirong, don't be rude. What exactly do you want by acting so impulsively?"

After being yelled at by his master, Ye Shirong stopped immediately.

But his face still had an indignant look. He turned his head and looked at Huang Feihong pitifully, mumbling aggrievedly, "Master..."

The foreign priest seemed not to hear anything and walked into the yard slowly.

After he stood still, he slowly said, "Huang Feihong, I know who burned Bao Zhilin. I can be your witness."

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally tense atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Huang Feihong was stunned at first, but then his face lit up with joy. He quickly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your generous help, sir. Please come in!"

Even the admiral standing by was smiling broadly at this moment, and his attitude had changed 180 degrees.

He smiled flatteringly and said, "This priest is truly chivalrous and courageous, and he stands up for what is right. With a man of your high moral character as a witness, we will surely be able to wipe out those lawless bandits and restore peace to the people!"

Huang Feihong invited the foreign priest into the house.

The foreign priest said, "I know it was the Shahe Gang that burned your Baozhilin. If you can catch them, I can testify for you."

After hearing this, the Admiral immediately took his officers and soldiers and left as if he had received an imperial edict, busying himself with capturing the Shahe Gang.

The foreign priest was still busy preaching, so he gave Huang Feihong an address and left.

Huang Feihong stood at the door of Baozhilin and saw him off.

Then he turned around and asked his disciples such as Ye Shirong to clean up the mess first.

Seeing that Thirteenth Aunt was still fiddling with her camera, he frowned again: "Thirteenth Aunt, why are you still fiddling with that foreign thing? Are you ignoring my words?"

Aunt Thirteen snorted and left angrily.

Huang Feihong then said to Shen Lang, "Brother Shen, I'm so sorry I was delayed just now. I wonder what brought you to Bao Zhilin today?"

"I heard Baozhilin was set on fire, so I came to take a look. Maybe I can help in some way." Shen Lang said casually, and then changed the subject, "Brother Feihong, why do you call Shaojun "Thirteenth Aunt"?"

Huang Feihong explained with a smile, "She and I are two generations apart. Although we grew up together, according to our generational hierarchy, I have to call her Thirteenth Aunt."

Shangqi refers to people who are not related by blood becoming relatives by oath, in-law, or friendship.

In Guangdong, it is called "qi", and titles such as godfather and godmother are actually equivalent to the godfather and godmother in other places.

Shen Lang frowned immediately, "It's broken."

"What's broken?" Huang Feihong asked in surprise.

Shen Lang whispered, "Brother Feihong, although it's not appropriate to talk too much with someone you're not close to, I see she's looking at you with deep affection. Your Thirteenth Aunt must have been abroad for too long, and been infected by the unhealthy ideas of the foreigners, so she's thinking about you. This is unethical!"

Huang Feihong was shocked: "This, is impossible!"

"Think carefully, has she ever said anything ambiguous to you?" Shen Lang asked.

Huang Feihong thought carefully, and the words of Aunt Thirteen flashed through his mind. "The person I want to see is not available abroad. During the two years I have been abroad, I have always thought about you."

She also said something about the status of the two generations of marriage and asked me not to call her aunt.

As an elder who had just returned to China, Thirteenth Aunt actually said such ambiguous words directly to a junior of hers. It turned out that the root of the problem was here.

Thinking of this, Huang Feihong trembled all over!
He immediately said in a firm tone: "No, I have to make it clear to her that such immoral things must not continue!"

Shen Lang said, "What I said just now was actually for your own good. You are training the militia and opening Baozhilin. You can't make mistakes on things like this."

Huang Feihong nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Shen, for reminding me. I don't understand the relationship between men and women, so I'm sure Thirteenth Aunt has misunderstood me. I need to explain things to her."

"Hey, why are you so anxious?" Shen Lang pulled him, "Aunt Thirteen is still a young girl after all. Wouldn't it make her sad if you said that to her?"

Huang Feihong frowned, "What should we do? We can't keep making the same mistake again and again."

"She's a girl, you have to give her some face, not to mention she's your elder." Shen Lang said sincerely, "Although it's better to demolish ten temples than to ruin a marriage, this is really..."

He sighed heavily and shook his head.

Huang Feihong thought for a moment and said, "Brother Shen, what do you think we should do about this?"

(End of this chapter)