Martial Arts Universe: With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry will sweep across the martial wor

Jingni gently stroked her daughter's hair and softly advised:

"Yan'er, you can't go out. You can play in the manor or in Suzhou, just don't cause your father any trouble."

Seeing that her mother also objected, Su Yan immediately deflated:

"But I heard that the Beggars' Sect of the Great Song Dynasty is going to hold a big meeting, it must be very lively... Father, Mother, please let me go and take a look."

"A Beggars' Sect gathering? I've never heard of that."

Su Yan muttered, "You're busy making soap all day, how would you know about these things? Besides, that's a matter for martial arts people. You're an official, it wouldn't do you any good even if you knew."

Su Qingfeng sighed helplessly:

"Why can't I know? If the Beggars' Sect gathers outside Suzhou, it might affect the city's security. Never mind, I'll ask Wang Meng what's going on later."

He wondered to himself if this conference might be related to Qiao Feng's background. However, the world was complex and unpredictable, and it was hard to say whether it would be the same as before.

Su Qingfeng actually wanted to meet someone like Qiao Feng, but unfortunately he didn't know martial arts and dared not easily venture into the martial world, otherwise he wouldn't even know how he died.

Just then, a guard came to report:

"Your Majesty, there is a woman outside the door who claims to be Lady Wang and requests an audience."

Su Qingfeng was somewhat surprised: Why would Wang Yuyan's mother come looking for him? He didn't intend to deal with her, but he didn't have a good impression of this rather ruthless woman.

"Please invite her in and lead her to the drawing room."

Su Qingfeng didn't particularly like Wang Yuyan, and he didn't mind her silly nature. But what could it be that Madam Wang had suddenly come looking for him?

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Su Yan asked curiously from the side, "Father, this Madam Wang... could she be the one from Mandala Manor?"

Su Qingfeng turned to her and asked, "Do you know Madam Wang of Mandala Manor?"

Su Yan said with a hint of smugness, "Of course I know! I know all the important people outside Suzhou. After all, they're near our territory, so we have to know a bit about them."

"Not bad," Su Qingfeng praised, "When you're a little older, I'll entrust the management of Gusu City to you."

"Me, Guan Cheng? Then what will you do, Father?"

"Me? Of course I'll take your mother sightseeing!" Su Qingfeng laughed, casually hugged Jingni and kissed her, then turned and walked out. "We'll talk about it later! I'm going to see Madam Wang first, you stay here with your mother."

Once outside, Su Qingfeng realized how bold he had been—luckily, Jing Ni hadn't slapped him. It seemed that getting closer to her in the future would be much easier; she hadn't dodged his hugs and kisses today.

Inside the house, Su Yan grinned and leaned closer to Jing Ni: "Mom, have you accepted Dad? He kissed you just now, and you didn't dodge. I thought you were going to beat him up."

Jing Ni blushed and lightly tapped Su Yan's forehead: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll have to teach you a lesson."

After spending more than a month together, Jingni had come to understand Su Qingfeng quite well. Although he was occasionally a bit frivolous, he wasn't a bad person at heart and didn't have the typical aristocratic flaws. Since he lived alone, he didn't need to worry about family opposition. Jingni had gradually accepted him; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken his hand today. Besides, Su Yan seemed happy—Su Qingfeng had never treated her coldly because she wasn't his biological daughter, something Jingni was very grateful for.

Outside the Wu Xiangjun residence, a beautiful woman gazed at the gate, her expression complex. She hadn't expected Su Qingfeng to come to Gusu City as its lord.

The last time I saw him, he was just a child. More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I wonder if he still remembers me.

She had heard about what happened a month ago. At that time, she had secretly gathered a group of martial arts masters, intending to rescue Su Qingfeng should he be in danger. Who knew that Su Qingfeng had a powerful army under his command, and the Murong family's guards were defeated in the blink of an eye—this really surprised her.

She felt somewhat frustrated that the experts she had prepared hadn't been of any use. What upset her even more was that Su Qingfeng didn't come to Mandala Manor to see her for the next month.

"Madam, His Majesty requests your presence inside."

"Lead the way."

Su Qingfeng sat in the hall, waiting for Madam Wang. He couldn't fathom the purpose of her visit.

Murong Fu's stronghold has been wiped out, and he is now like a stray dog, with many in the martial world eyeing his treasure. If he dares to show his face, he will surely be besieged. Could it be that Madam Wang has come to plead for Murong Fu?

"Your Majesty, Lady Wang has arrived."

"please."

As Madam Wang entered the hall, she saw a handsome young man standing there, looking at her. She smiled slightly, walked to Su Qingfeng's side, and sized him up, but said nothing.

Su Qingfeng knew that this beautiful woman was Madam Wang, but he hadn't expected her to be so beautiful. Time had left no trace on her face; her black hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her white dress accentuated her voluptuous figure, making him glance at her a few more times.

He was a little puzzled: Madam Wang looked at him with a smile as soon as she came in, as if they were old acquaintances.

"Su Qingfeng, you really don't remember me."

When Madam Wang saw that he still didn't recognize her, her expression became somewhat somber.

Seeing her dejected expression, Su Qingfeng asked疑惑地问道, "Madam Wang, should I know you?"

"Of course you should recognize me," Madam Wang said sadly. "I took care of you for several years when you were little. I never imagined that more than ten years later, you would have forgotten everything."

Su Qingfeng was speechless for a moment. He hadn't expected that the original owner of this body had a past with Madam Wang. "Perhaps I fell off my horse a few years ago and forgot some things from the past." He had no choice but to lie—he really had no related memories at all.

Madam Wang quickly grabbed his arm and asked with concern, "You fell from your horse and lost your memory? No wonder you didn't recognize me or come looking for me. Are you feeling unwell anywhere else?"

Su Qingfeng caught a whiff of her faint fragrance and asked, "I'm fine. But... what exactly is our relationship?"

Madam Wang pondered for a moment, then said softly, "When I was seeking refuge, I was rescued by your mother and lived in your home for several years. I took care of you when you were young. Even after I left, we continued to correspond."

"You stopped writing after your parents passed away. I thought... you were resentful that I couldn't see them off on their final journey."

Su Qingfeng looked embarrassed and said, "I don't remember any of these things, Madam Wang, please understand."

Madam Wang's body was almost pressed against his, making Su Qingfeng feel extremely uncomfortable. He could feel his body reacting, and if this continued, he feared he would lose control.

"Madam Wang, please have a seat."

Su Qingfeng took a step back, looking slightly hesitant.

Madam Wang patted his shoulder, her tone displeased: "Still calling me Madam Wang? You should call me Aunt Li."

Su Qingfeng had no choice but to change her address: "Uh, Aunt Li, please sit down."

Madam Wang then sat down with a smile: "That's more like it. When you first arrived in Suzhou, I specially gathered many martial arts masters, fearing that you would fall victim to Murong Fu's poison. Who would have thought that you would bring an army with you? The men I prepared were of no use."

Su Qingfeng was startled upon hearing this: "Those experts in the city were arranged by Aunt Li? No wonder they were completely silent when the Murong family was in trouble... Thank you, Aunt Li."

He had heard Wang Meng, the commander of the Xuanwu Legion, mention this group of people. After the Murong family was wiped out, they quietly left. Su Qingfeng hadn't thought much of it at first, but now he realized that it was Madam Wang who had prepared this to protect him, and he couldn't help but feel a little grateful.

Madam Wang waved her hand: "No need to thank me, I wasn't of any help."

"I still want to thank Aunt Li for her kindness."

Madam Wang's expression turned worried, and she said, "Su Qingfeng, the reason I've come this time is actually to ask you for a favor. My daughter, Yuyan, has run away from home with a man named Duan Yu."

"I've sent people to search for her for a long time, but we haven't found her. Yu Yan is a few years younger than you, so she's practically your younger sister. I hope you can help us find her."

Su Qingfeng was quite surprised. He hadn't expected the story of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils to have already begun, and Duan Yu must have already obtained the Lingbo Weibu and Beiming Divine Skill. He had originally planned to search for these manuals, but it seemed he had no chance now.

"Wang Yuyan? She left with Duan Yu?"

Seeing his expression, Madam Wang seemed to sense something: "You know that Duan Yu?"

Su Qingfeng glanced at Madam Wang and said, "Yes, Duan Yu is the son of Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan of Dali."

He was aware of Madam Wang's past with Duan Zhengchun and was secretly observing her reaction. If she still couldn't forget that old relationship, Su Qingfeng didn't want to interfere in her affairs anymore—he really didn't want to deal with a woman who was blinded by love.

Upon hearing that Duan Yu was Duan Zhengchun's son, Lady Wang exclaimed in surprise, "Duan Yu is Duan Zhengchun's son? How could this be...?"

Madam Wang never expected that the seemingly frail scholar was actually Duan Zhengchun's son. Now that her daughter had gone with Duan Zhengchun's son, she was filled with anxiety, fearing that something might happen to them, and didn't know what to do.

In a panic, she grabbed Su Qingfeng and pleaded, "Su Qingfeng, please help Aunt Li! Go find your sister Yuyan quickly. She can't be with Duan Yu!"

Seeing her like this, Su Qingfeng couldn't bear to refuse and sighed, "Alright, I'll send men to search the vicinity of Suzhou City right away. Aunt Li, do you have a portrait of Yu Yan?"

He was reluctant to get involved, but Madam Wang had always treated him well, and he had to consider that favor. This was his way of repaying her kindness. If she continued to insist on getting entangled with Duan Zhengchun, Su Qingfeng didn't intend to interfere anymore.

Madam Wang hurriedly took out the portrait and handed it over: "Yes, I have it with me at all times."

Su Qingfeng didn't even glance at it, handing it to Wang Hu and instructing, "Take the portrait to Li Hai, and have the Netherworld Iron Cavalry leave the city immediately to search for the woman in the painting. She is my Aunt Li's daughter; bring her back as soon as you find her. Also, order Wang Meng to have the Xuanwu Army search the city thoroughly as well."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Thank you, Su Qingfeng." Madam Wang felt somewhat relieved to see that he had sent out troops, thinking that Su Qingfeng still cared about her after all. Even if he had lost his memory, he would eventually remember how good she had been to him.

Su Qingfeng comforted her, "Aunt Li, please stay at my residence for now. As long as Yu Yan is still in the Suzhou area, my people will definitely be able to find her."

Madam Wang nodded in agreement: "Very well, I'll stay here for a few days." She also wanted to talk to Su Qingfeng more, hoping that he could regain his memory. After all, she still missed the child from before, and although Su Qingfeng had grown up, she still liked to be close to him.

Su Qingfeng turned to a pretty maid beside him: "Ziyun, prepare a quiet courtyard. Aunt Li will be staying for a while."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Madam Wang looked closely at Su Qingfeng and asked with concern, "You still can't cultivate? The problem of blocked meridians... hasn't been resolved yet?"

She noticed that Su Qingfeng still had no internal energy fluctuations, guessing that his old ailment was probably still there. She had considered asking her mother for help, but because of their strained relationship, she had never spoken up. Now, seeing Su Qingfeng like this, she had the idea again and wanted to contact her mother to take a look at him.

Su Qingfeng simply smiled and said, "Yes, Aunt Li, don't worry about it. Perhaps we'll find a way in the future."

Su Qingfeng wasn't worried about his blocked meridians. Anyway, with the treasure chest system, he might be able to find the right medicine someday.

Madam Wang looked at him and sighed:

"You're still so careless, kid. The world is in chaos these days, with countries fighting each other and the martial arts world not being peaceful either. If you don't have some skills, you might not even be able to save your life if you encounter a master in the future."

Su Qingfeng asked curiously, "Isn't Aunt Li a master? What level are you at now?"