Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 419 Visiting Feng Tianyang

"Brother Wang, it will take some time to gather the clansmen living outside the clans for self-examination."

"While I have this opportunity, I'd like to trouble you, Brother Wang, to take me to see someone."

"Who?"

Wang Ai's eyes began to wander.

"Brother Wang, you should know that all these things that have happened are related to the binding of spirits and the dispatch of generals."

As for Feng Tianyang, the originator and creator of the spirit-binding and commanding technique, wouldn't it be a stretch to say that all of this has nothing to do with him?

After hearing Zhao Zhen's words, Wang Ai's heart skipped a beat.

His worst fears came true; the person Zhao Zhen wanted to see was indeed Feng Tianyang!
"Brother Zhao, you must be tired from your journey. Why don't I host a banquet for you first? After you've eaten and drunk your fill, we can go see Feng Tianyang."

"No need. I came directly using the Golden Escape Technique, so there's no question of any travel fatigue."

Zhao Zhen shook his head, and then continued:

"Moreover, the fate of Hu Tu's elders is currently unknown. After seeing Feng Tianyang, I need to hurry to the border region."

So, Brother Wang, I appreciate your kindness, but I truly don't have the leisure or inclination for it.

Wang Ai's fat twitched slightly, and a barely perceptible shadow of gloom flashed in her eyes.

"Since Brother Zhao insists on seeing you..."

Wang Ai took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure, though her smile appeared slightly stiff.

"Very well, Feng Tianyang is indeed inextricably linked to the matter beyond the Great Wall that Brother Zhao mentioned. Please come with me."

"Well, thank you."

……

After a while.

After leaving the Wang family mansion, passing through several corridors and winding through several streets, Zhao Zhen was finally led to a relatively secluded courtyard house.

The courtyard had an ordinary exterior, with blue bricks and gray tiles, no different from other buildings, but there was a faint fluctuation of Qi in the air, which was obviously a surveillance and restriction.

Wang Ai stopped in front of the courtyard gate, but did not call out. She simply raised her hand and knocked on the door knocker.

Soon, the courtyard gate opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in Wang family attire stood respectfully behind the gate, bowing to Wang Ai and saying, "Master of the family."

"Hmm, where is Mr. Feng?"

Wang Ai asked in a calm tone.

"Mr. Feng is reading in his study," the middle-aged man replied.

"Lead the way."

"Yes."

The courtyard is neat and simple, with a few common flowers and plants, a stone table and benches, and an ordinary house.

In contrast to the Wang family's outward luxury, there was no stale or decaying smell in the air, only a faint fragrance of ink and the fresh scent of grass and trees.

Zhao Zhen followed Wang Ai into the study inside the house.

There was an old man dressed in a clean gray cloth robe, with his hair neatly combed, sitting at a desk by the window, reading a thread-bound book by the daylight.

His face was thin and pale from a long lack of sunlight, but his eyes were calm and showed no signs of despair.

Hearing the noise, the old man slowly raised his head.

When his gaze met Wang Ai's, a barely perceptible numbness and a restrained detachment flashed deep in his eyes.

But when his gaze swept over Zhao Zhen beside Wang Ai, a violent turmoil instantly surged in his calm eyes.

Confusion, surprise, disbelief—ultimately coalesced into an extremely complex emotion.

“Wang Ai…”

Feng Tianyang put down his book, his voice slightly hoarse from not speaking for a long time, but without any weakness or panting. "What a rare guest! You actually came here. You've brought a distinguished guest?"

His tone was flat, revealing no obvious hatred, more like a habitual, numb response.

Wang Ai gave a light snort, and instead of answering Feng Tianyang directly, he turned to Zhao Zhen and said, "Brother Zhao, as you can see."

Since Feng Tianyang handed over the Soul-Binding and Spirit-Summoning Generals back then, my Wang family, mindful of his cooperation, has always kept its promise and protected him, allowing him to live in seclusion here.

His daily needs and necessities have been met without fail; all we ask is that he behaves himself and does not cause any further trouble.

Wang Ai's tone carried a sense of superiority, as if bestowing a handout, implying that this was the Wang family's magnanimity.

Zhao Zhen nodded, then stopped looking at Wang Ai and calmly focused his gaze on Feng Tianyang.

This was once a spirited and ambitious shaman from Liangshan who had mastered one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques: Spirit Binding and Commanding.

Although he has not suffered physical torture, the sharpness and spirit that had been eroded by long-term surveillance and house arrest, as well as the repression and helplessness hidden beneath his deliberately maintained calm, are still clearly visible.

The Wang family's "protection" was nothing more than another form of imprisonment, an invisible cage.

"Feng Tianyang..."

Zhao Zhen spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly pierced the silence of the study, carrying a strange penetrating power.

Do you still recognize me?

Feng Tianyang's body seemed to tremble very slightly.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Zhao Zhen more carefully.

After a brief period of confusion and bewilderment, a self-deprecating smile gradually appeared on his lips.

"How could I not recognize Chairman Zhao from back then, who was involved with all the major companies?"

"That's all in the past. Now, I'm just a commoner."

Zhao Zhen shook his head, then stepped forward to stand in front of Feng Tianyang.

"Have you been living here all these years, Brother Feng?"

"Ah."

Feng Tianyang nodded.

“The Wang family kept their promise. Since I handed over the Soul-Binding and Spirit-Summoning Generals back then, they not only never made things difficult for me again, but also protected my whole family, allowing us to remain unscathed in the vortex of the Jia Shen Rebellion.”

"A whole family? It seems Brother Feng has been enjoying family life these past few years~"

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly and sat down in the chair opposite Feng Tianyang with complete ease.

Looking at the scene before him, which resembled a reunion with an old friend, Wang Ai's brows furrowed slightly.

The reason he was unwilling to bring Zhao Zhen to see Feng Tianyang was because he knew that the two had a past conflict.

When Feng Tianyang was arrested, his father set a trap and made Feng Tianyang betray Zhao Zhen in public.

Logically speaking, even if the relationship between these two is not one of life and death, it shouldn't be like this.

Thinking of this, Wang Ai's gaze towards Zhao Zhen gradually became more questioning.

What exactly does Zhao Zhen want to do?
"I am ashamed, I am ashamed. I was young and ignorant, and I almost went astray because of my enthusiasm."

Fortunately, he later realized his mistake and turned back in time; otherwise, where would he find the joy he enjoys today?

No sooner had the words been spoken than a child's voice suddenly rang out from outside the courtyard.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I'm back! Xiaohao has come to see you~"

Upon hearing this sound, everyone turned to look.

Outside the courtyard, a child of about five or six years old was running excitedly toward Feng Tianyang's room.

But when the child saw that there were suddenly many strangers in his yard, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)