Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 172 Father and Son Recognize Each Other, Killer Attacks

Within a few days, the news that Leng Feibai was seriously injured and on the verge of death spread throughout Kyoto.

After hearing the news, Li Chengru, who had a good personal relationship with Leng Feibai, came to Fan Mansion immediately and confirmed the news.

But for some reason, as the news spread, it became that Leng Feibai had lost all his powers and was dying.

For a time, some people in Kyoto were regretful, some were relieved, and the happiest person was of course the one from Guangxin Palace. Rumor has it that after hearing the news, he started partying on the spot and then drank five kilograms of wine to celebrate.

But before long, the news that Fan Xian was Ye Qingmei and His Majesty's son spread throughout Kyoto.

For a moment, everyone looked at Fan Jian with sympathy, which made Fan Jian very angry.

Just at this time, the palace suddenly issued an order to bring Fan Xian into the palace.

Inside the Fan Mansion, in Fan Jian’s study.

Leng Feibai looked at Fan Jian beside him and couldn't help but said, "Godfather, you..."

"Quiet!"

Fan Jian held the book in his hand and scolded angrily, "Don't disturb me while I'm reading!"

Leng Feibai closed his eyes and said, "Foster father, reading and studying is a good thing. But you held the book upside down!"

As soon as these words fell, Fan Jian came back to his senses, rolled his eyes, and turned the book over in his hand.

"Father!"

Leng Feibai said helplessly, "You and I both know Fan Xian's personality very well. He's not the kind of person who would abandon his family just because he's a prince."

“You don’t understand!”

Fan Jian shook his head and said, "Once Fan Xian admits it, he will be qualified for that position. Then he..."

"But when he was in Northern Qi, he knew he was your Majesty's son!"

Leng Feibai wanted to reassure Fan Jian, but Fan Jian jumped up as if he had taken stimulants. "What did you say? When did Fan Xian know?"

"He knew it when he was in Northern Qi!"

Leng Feibai said calmly, "Xiao En told Fan Xian everything at that time. Including that the person who was actually with Ye Qingmei was His Majesty."

"This Sean, what is he saying this for!"

Fan Jian no longer cared about his dignity and lay on the ground with his legs spread out.

At this moment, Liu Ruyu's voice came from outside the house, "Master, Master!"

Upon hearing the voice, Fan Jian quickly got up from the ground and straightened his clothes to avoid letting Liu Ruyu see his loss of composure.

The next moment, Liu Ruyu pushed the door open and walked in, and saw Leng Feibai sitting in a wheelchair.

"My poor child!"

After Liu Ruyu finished speaking, she went up to Leng Feibai and hugged his head, saying with tears in her eyes, "How could it turn out like this?"

Looking at Liu Ruyu's appearance, Leng Feibai couldn't help but move back in his wheelchair while pointing at Fan Jian's position.

Liu Ruyu immediately turned around and saw Fan Jian sitting behind his desk with a depressed look on his face. She quickly stepped forward and said, "Master, I know everything. Is what's being said outside true?"

After hearing this, Fan Jian closed his eyes and nodded.

Seeing this, Liu Ruyu sighed and said, "Your Majesty, this is ridiculous. This isn't your fault, Master! If all else fails, I'll be your witness. At worst, I can just say that Fan Xian is my son!"

"puff"

Leng Feibai, who was drinking water, spit out the water and couldn't help but say, "Auntie, you are kidding me!"

Fan Jian also covered his head and said, "What is going on?"

Leng Feibai looked at the two people in the room, pushed his wheelchair outside and said, "Godfather, I'm going to the palace to take a look. Speaking of which, Fan Xian should be back by now."

After saying that, Leng Feibai was about to push the wheelchair out.

At this moment, Sang Wen suddenly ran in and said, "Foster father, aunt, Fan Xian is back and wants me to take my husband to see him!"

Upon hearing this, a look of disappointment appeared on Fan Jian's face. Leng Feibai saw this and quickly said, "Don't worry, godfather. Once Fan Xian gets upset, he'll come to me. I'll go take a look and have him come over shortly!"

"Need not!"

Fan Jian sighed and said, "When he has thought it through, let him come and talk to me."

Seeing this, Leng Feibai sighed and asked Sang Wen to push him to Fan Xian's yard.

In the room, Lin Wan'er and Lin Dabao surrounded Fan Xian, watching him sitting on the ground with his head covered.

Upon seeing Leng Feibai, Fan Xian raised his head and said, "Wan'er, you two go out first. I want to talk to Brother Feibai alone!"

Looking at Fan Xian's expression, Lin Wan'er and the other two were worried, but they didn't say much and quickly left the room.

"Brother Feibai!"

Fan Xian's face was filled with exhaustion. He said helplessly, "His Majesty just told me the whole story of our relationship. He also said many things to try to build our relationship. He even apologized for the beating."

"Oh"

Leng Feibai looked at Fan Xian calmly, "So what do you want to say, or what do you want me to say? Blood is thicker than water, isn't it?"

"Don't mess with me!"

As Fan Xian spoke, his eyes reddened. "I could sense his true feelings, and I responded to every one of his words flawlessly, acting out my performance. Do you know why?"

"You are afraid!"

Leng Feibai said calmly, "This is normal. After all, His Majesty is a cruel and ruthless person. If he really had a father-son relationship with you, he wouldn't let you be a lone minister, and he wouldn't use your actions to hurt those around you!"

Fan Xian nodded, then covered his head and said, "Brother, what do you think I should do?"

"Do you need to ask me?"

Leng Feibai's face remained calm. "Fan Xian, you know deep down that you have nowhere to retreat. Facing that old loach, you can either endure or resist. There's no other way! If you want to resist, I can point out a path for you. I just don't know if you dare to take it!"

Fan Xian raised his head and looked at Leng Feibai, and said Leng Feibai's answer, "Worship the Fan Mansion Ancestral Hall and enter the Fan family tree!"

"Now that we know, let's plan well!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he stood up and turned his wheelchair towards the door and said, "Don't worry, no matter who it is, I will help you stop him from entering!"

Fan Xian looked at Leng Feibai's back and felt relieved. "Also, go give an explanation to your adoptive father as soon as possible."

Leng Feibai turned his head and looked at Fan Xian and said, "After all, apart from you, the person who feels the most uncomfortable is him!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai pushed the wheelchair out of Fan Xian's house.
Looking at Leng Feibai's departing back, Fan Xian's mood eased a little and he also had some plans in mind.

That night, Leng Feibai concentrated his mind, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating quietly and cultivating his Qi.

But at this moment, a group of uninvited guests appeared in his perception.

Leng Feibai opened his eyes, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, and his body turned into nothingness in an instant.

At the same time, more than a dozen figures in black appeared on the roof of Fan Mansion at the same time.

This group of people are agile and their auras are concealed. The leader's strength has reached the ninth level.

"It's impolite to enter without permission, everyone!"

Leng Feibai's voice sounded out of nowhere, and the next moment, his figure blocked the way of the men in black.

"Leng Feibai!"

The leading man had a clear voice, and judging from his voice alone, he was about middle-aged.

Then he said seriously, "You have lost all your power, and you still want to stop us from doing our work. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way quickly, otherwise we will kill you too."

Leng Feibai, however, seemed to have heard a funny joke and could not help but say, "Kill me with just a dozen of you eighth-rank guys and one ninth-rank guy. You still want to kill me? You are really overestimating your own abilities!"

As soon as the words fell, a colorful force field appeared out of thin air and directly pressed down on the group of people.

(End of this chapter)