The deepest affection in Gu Long's world

Chapter 95 Liu Yanfei

A banquet like yesterday's, where everyone gathered, is not held every day.

Of course, for the King of Kucha, it was true that he spent every day in that large tent listening to music, drinking wine, and watching dances. He also especially welcomed several martial arts figures from the Central Plains whom he valued to enjoy this pleasure with him.

However, on this day, Du Huan, who was used to eating and drinking for free, once again entered the large tent.

But none of the others arrived.

She had been playing pipa music for half the night, and then she couldn't help but think about the pipa princess for half the night. After not seeing the figure that she had only met once but had left a deep impression on her, she looked somewhat disappointed.

Its current attitude is one of "whatever" or "whatever."

Because the king spends his days drinking and making merry, he never mentions the recapture of the capital or the elimination of the rebels, but instead pins all his hopes on a single gemstone.

Although she believed in her heart that there might be some secrets in the gem, she was still very disappointed by her father's dissolute lifestyle.

In reality, she also held the belief that she would do her best and leave the rest to fate.

But with Fang Yunhua's appearance, she had some new interests that could help her suppress this sense of hopelessness. It was as if she had seen a rare and interesting glimmer of light in a future that seemed bleak.

She was curious about Du Huan's strange behavior yesterday, but she was even more interested in exploring Fang Yunhua, who seemed like a very strange person.

Those two little mustaches that look like eyebrows.

Those deep, affectionate eyes are unforgettable after just one glance.

He occasionally showed a carefree and irresponsible side.

What do you mean by "you can't hit a smiling face"? This is just me joking with her. With Du Huan's personality, even if she smiles until her face is stiff, the other person can still spit on her and then immediately slap her.

This gave Princess Pipa new expectations for the rest of her life.

"Father, I'll go out now."

After glancing at the scene, Princess Pipa walked out of the tent, clutching her ever-present pipa.

She summoned a guard and began to inquire about Fang Yunhua's whereabouts, then headed in one direction.
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Inside Wang Chong's tent.

Wang Chong looked grave upon seeing the unexpected guest.

Although Yuan Suiyun's strength yesterday was nothing in his eyes, he had a more important mission and naturally did not want to get entangled with irrelevant people.

Moreover, he knew all too well that this vast desert region was the territory of the woman he hated to the core.

He naturally had to be even more careful to keep his identity and strength a secret.

But the next second, he was completely stunned.

The newcomer did not draw his sword, but used two fingers as a sword to perform the Qingfeng Thirteen Swords, which he was very familiar with. Moreover, his mastery of this sword technique far surpassed that of his master, his senior brother, his senior sister, and everyone in the sect he knew.

This is the top-tier sword technique that his Huashan Sect is so proud of!

"you you you."

"Stop it." Fang Yunhua rubbed his cheekbones, then covered his mustache with his fingers.

Seeing Wang Chong's dramatic change of expression, or rather Liu Yanfei's expression, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

He has been paying attention to the Huashan School.

Naturally, they also knew that recently, the Huashan Sect had a young leader who was quite extraordinary.

Before this young sect leader became famous in the martial arts world, no one could have imagined that a sect would rise from decline to its peak in this way.

He was impressed by the young sect leader's early reputation as a romantic figure, and he was also surprised that his senior sister, the sect leader, with such a rigid personality, would take on such a disciple. But later, he witnessed how the young man, with the help of various relatives and in-laws, established a series of related industries such as the Huashan Chamber of Commerce, the Huashan Escort Agency, and the Huashan Pharmacy, thus thoroughly establishing the name of the Huashan Sect.

He also noticed that the other party was constantly gathering some of the branches that had separated, so that the Huashan Sect, which was already down to just a handful of members, finally had the strength to be ranked among the seven major sects in terms of numbers.

During this time, he could imagine that there must have been a power struggle and infighting within the sect, and he wanted to go back to help the sect leader more than once.

However, searching for his senior brother's whereabouts was originally a task assigned to him by the sect leader. As witnesses who had personally witnessed the darkest period of the Huashan Sect, both he and Ku Mei felt indebted to their senior brother, Huangfu Gao.

So he could only continue to endure and continue searching.

Of course, they never stopped paying attention to the Huashan Sect.

He heard that Fang Yunhua had plotted against the Beggars' Sect and, with the overwhelming power of the West Mountain Sword, had re-established the prestige and status of the Huashan Sect.

He also heard that the other party was at the top of Yuntai Peak, suppressing more than 200 people from three regions who dared not make a move, and had also killed one of the once-famous Seven Great Demons, Blood-Clad Scholar, in public.

As a result, some veterans in the martial arts world have commented that the current young master Fang's strength is no less than that of Master Kumei.

From an outsider's perspective, he witnessed once again the Huashan Sect's rise from decline to glory, but he himself had not yet completed the task assigned by the sect leader, which made him even more anxious. It wasn't until recently that he was able to confirm some news and grasp a key clue.

He never expected to see Fang Yunhua here.

The man in his forties was now in tears, perhaps from excitement, perhaps from guilt for not completing his mission for so long, or perhaps from a strong hope that his senior brother could also see the Huashan Sect prosper.

Suddenly, tears and snot streamed down his face uncontrollably, like a flood bursting its banks.

very ugly.

Fang Yunhua didn't say anything. He wasn't a witness back then, so he naturally didn't know the heartbreaking journey Liu Yanfei had gone through in her silent search for Huangfu Gao all these years.

All he could do was hand the other person a handkerchief.

"Thank you."

Liu Yanfei's voice was choked with emotion. Logically speaking, as the other party's junior uncle, he should at least maintain the dignity of an elder, but now he really couldn't control himself.

Having heard far too many rumors about Fang Yunhua, despite Fang being his junior disciple, he felt a strong sense of trust in Fang Yunhua that rivaled that of any disciple or elder in the Huashan Sect.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I still didn't."

"Junior Uncle, you have done very well. Moreover, it was thanks to the clues you provided that I have been able to basically confirm the whereabouts of Senior Uncle."

Fang Yunhua is a despicable person who relies on knowing the plot's direction to make plans in advance, and he will not deny this identity.

He would not overlook the efforts the other party made in the original storyline, so that he, a despicable person, could confirm that the stone camel who had been following Ji Bingyan was actually the former leader of the Seven Swords of Mount Hua.

If Liu Yanfei hadn't persistently searched for Huangfu Gao's whereabouts until his death, the only trace left would probably have been the ordinary two characters "Shi Tuo".

The fact that Shi Tuo could continue living under the identity of Huangfu Gao was all thanks to Liu Yanfei.

"Really?" Liu Yanfei looked up at Fang Yunhua, her eyes filled with hope.

"Really, you will meet again soon, believe me."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yanfei, who had just stopped crying, burst into even louder sobs. Fang Yunhua, as her junior apprentice, gently patted her back like an elder.

Liu Yanfei disregarded the so-called senior-junior relationship, and only at this moment could he fully vent the pent-up frustration that had been suppressed for twenty years.

He was exhausted after walking this search path for more than 20 years, step by step.

(End of this chapter)