Chapter 525

Leaving Hong Chengshi's villa, the moment she got into the car, Jiang Yan was in tears.

Her shoulders trembled violently, tears falling like broken beads, unstoppable.

She covered her face with both hands, curled up in the passenger seat, crying like a child.

She never imagined that it was actually her teacher who had betrayed her.

The person she had always regarded as a mentor and family had approached her with an agenda from the start.

Jiang Yan's heart felt as if it had been cut open by a knife, the pain making it hard to breathe.

Jiang Feng did not comfort her, nor did he speak.

He silently took a pack of tissues from the storage compartment and handed it over.

After a while, Jiang Yan's sobs gradually softened into low whimpers.

She wiped the tears from her face, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself.

Jiang Feng glanced at her, then spoke in a flat tone, as if stating something ordinary.

"I'm not defending him, but he's merely a minor figure. The Dongfang family's stature is beyond his ability to oppose."

"He has family, a weakness, and was coerced; he had no choice but to comply. Most people would make the same decision."

Jiang Yan knew Jiang Feng was right; she knew the teacher was forced, and she knew he also suffered inside.

But knowing is one thing; the hurdle in her heart remained impossible to cross.

She shook her head, fell silent for a moment, then seemed to recall something, lifting her head to look at Jiang Feng, her eyes showing a hint of unease.

"Will you kill him?"

Jiang Yan's voice was soft, tinged with tentativeness.

Jiang Feng glanced at her, his expression calm, and shook his head.

"No."

Jiang Yan let out a breath of relief.

But Jiang Feng's next sentence made her heart tighten again.

"However, from today onward, he will no longer have contact with even a blade of grass or tree outside."

Jiang Feng's tone was flat, yet each word conveyed an unquestionable firmness.

Jiang Yan froze for a moment, then understood his meaning.

House arrest.

From now on, Hong Chengshi will not be allowed to leave that villa, to contact anyone, or to do anything.

He will spend the rest of his life there, like a bird locked in a cage.

Jiang Yan lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

She did not plead for mercy, not uttering a single word.

She now clearly understood what those photographed records signified.

It was not merely some ancient text; it was the inheritance of spacetime law, something that could drive aristocratic families mad.

Jiang Feng did not kill the teacher, nor hand him over to those people; that was already the best outcome.

Jiang Yan nodded, then said nothing more.

Jiang Feng started the car, drove out of Ninghai University, and headed toward the Su family's residence.

After settling the matter with Hong Chengshi, Jiang Feng and Jiang Yan returned to the Su family.

The car drove for over forty minutes before arriving at the Su family villa.

Jiang Feng stopped the car; Jiang Yan opened the door herself and stepped out.

She stood at the doorway, took a deep breath, tried to make her complexion look normal, then walked inside.

Jiang Feng followed behind, locked the car, and also entered the house.

He had just stepped into the living room when his steps paused.

Two people had appeared in the living room.

No, not just two more people; two guests had arrived.

One of them was none other than Xu Yansong, the Governor of Jiangnan Province, who had come just yesterday.

Xu Yansong today wore a dark Zhongshan suit, his hair neatly combed, his face showing some fatigue, but his spirits seemed all right.

He sat on the sofa, his back ramrod straight, yet his posture was low, almost servile.

He held a cup of tea in his hands but had not sipped it, just cradling it as if holding a hot potato.

What surprised Jiang Feng most was that beside Xu Yansong sat a woman.

The woman was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with delicate features, fair skin, but a cold demeanor, like a piece of ice in winter.

Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and she wore a white dress, looking like a lady of noble birth, but her eyes gave her away.

Her eyes were sharp, like an eagle's, looking at people with a superior, almost disdainful air, as if she were examining an object rather than a person.

Most crucially, this woman's cultivation had reached the Heavenly Human Realm.

Achieving the Heavenly Human Realm at twenty-seven or twenty-eight is not something an ordinary person can do.

【1】 Leaving Hong Chengshi's villa, the moment she got into the car, Jiang Yan was in tears.

【2】 Her shoulders trembled violently, tears falling like broken beads, unstoppable.

【3】 She covered her face with both hands, curled up in the passenger seat, crying like a child.

【4】 She never imagined that it was actually her teacher who had betrayed her.

【5】 The person she had always regarded as a mentor and family had approached her with an agenda from the start.

【6】 Jiang Yan's heart felt as if it had been cut open by a knife, the pain making it hard to breathe.

【7】 Jiang Feng did not comfort her, nor did he speak.

【8】 He silently took a pack of tissues from the storage compartment and handed it over.

【9】 After a while, Jiang Yan's sobs gradually softened into low whimpers.

【10】 She wiped the tears from her face, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself.

【11】 Jiang Feng glanced at her, then spoke in a flat tone, as if stating something ordinary.

【12】 "I'm not defending him, but he's merely a minor figure. The Dongfang family's stature is beyond his ability to oppose."

【13】 "He has family, a weakness, and was coerced; he had no choice but to comply. Most people would make the same decision."

【14】 Jiang Yan knew Jiang Feng was right; she knew the teacher was forced, and she knew he also suffered inside.

【15】 But knowing is one thing; the hurdle in her heart remained impossible to cross.

【16】 She shook her head, fell silent for a moment, then seemed to recall something, lifting her head to look at Jiang Feng, her eyes showing a hint of unease.

【17】 "Will you kill him?"

【18】 Jiang Yan's voice was soft, tinged with tentativeness.

【19】 Jiang Feng glanced at her, his expression calm, and shook his head.

【20】 "No."

【21】 Jiang Yan let out a breath of relief.

【22】 But Jiang Feng's next sentence made her heart tighten again.

【23】 "However, from today onward, he will no longer have contact with even a blade of grass or tree outside."

【24】 Jiang Feng's tone was flat, yet each word conveyed an unquestionable firmness.

【25】 Jiang Yan froze for a moment, then understood his meaning.

【26】 House arrest.

【27】 From now on, Hong Chengshi will not be allowed to leave that villa, to contact anyone, or to do anything.

【28】 He will spend the rest of his life there, like a bird locked in a cage.

【29】 Jiang Yan lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

【30】 She did not plead for mercy, not uttering a single word.

【31】 She now clearly understood what those photographed records signified.

【32】 It was not merely some ancient text; it was the inheritance of spacetime law, something that could drive aristocratic families mad.

【33】 Jiang Feng did not kill the teacher, nor hand him over to those people; that was already the best outcome.

【34】 Jiang Yan nodded, then said nothing more.

【35】 Jiang Feng started the car, drove out of Ninghai University, and headed toward the Su family's residence.

【36】 After settling the matter with Hong Chengshi, Jiang Feng and Jiang Yan returned to the Su family.

【37】 The car drove for over forty minutes before arriving at the Su family villa.

【38】 Jiang Feng stopped the car; Jiang Yan opened the door herself and stepped out.

【39】 She stood at the doorway, took a deep breath, tried to make her complexion look normal, then walked inside.

【40】 Jiang Feng followed behind, locked the car, and also entered the house.

【41】 He had just stepped into the living room when his steps paused.

【42】 Two people had appeared in the living room.

【43】 No, not just two more people; two guests had arrived.

【44】 One of them was none other than Xu Yansong, the Governor of Jiangnan Province, who had come just yesterday.

【45】 Xu Yansong today wore a dark Zhongshan suit, his hair neatly combed, his face showing some fatigue, but his spirits seemed all right.

【46】 He sat on the sofa, his back ramrod straight, yet his posture was low, almost servile.

【47】 He held a cup of tea in his hands but had not sipped it, just cradling it as if holding a hot potato.

【48】 What surprised Jiang Feng most was that beside Xu Yansong sat a woman.

【49】 The woman was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with delicate features, fair skin, but a cold demeanor, like a piece of ice in winter.

【50】 Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and she wore a white dress, looking like a lady of noble birth, but her eyes gave her away.

【51】 Her eyes were sharp, like an eagle's, looking at people with a superior, almost disdainful air, as if she were examining an object rather than a person.

【52】 Most crucially, this woman's cultivation had reached the Heavenly Human Realm.

【53】 Heavenly Human Realm at twenty-seven or twenty-eight is not something an ordinary person can do.

It requires top-tier cultivation resources, guidance from a renowned master, training from childhood, and extraordinary talent.

Such an existence is rare even across the entire empire.

Yet at this moment, the esteemed Governor of Jiangnan Province, Xu Yansong, was utterly abject before this woman, not daring to even breathe.

Xu Yansong sat there, his back straight, but his body leaned slightly forward, as if ready to obey orders at any moment.

His face bore a smile, but it was stiff and unnatural, clearly forced.

Su Lao sat opposite, his expression also somewhat tense, the hand holding his tea cup trembling slightly.

Although he did not know who this woman was, anyone who could make Xu Yansong so submissive was certainly not someone he could afford to offend.

And at this very moment, that woman also glanced at Jiang Feng.

Her gaze swept over Jiang Feng from head to toe, top to bottom, as if she were assessing whether a piece of merchandise was worth its price.

Then, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of contemptuous smile.

"Are you the fiancé chosen by that girl Su Xueyan?"

Her voice was pleasant, clear as a silver bell, but her tone was full of contempt.

"He looks, well, not that great."

Jiang Feng's expression remained calm, his eyes showing no fluctuation.

He looked at that woman and said lightly.

"Who are you?"

The woman let out a cold snort, stood up, and looked down at Jiang Feng with a hint of arrogance in her eyes.

"Me? I am Linghu Xue."

Linghu Xue.

A person of the Linghu Family.

Jiang Feng's eyes turned slightly cold, but his expression remained calm.

The Linghu Family, as expected, have come to the door.

Jiang Feng sat down on the sofa, looked at Linghu Xue, and said lightly.

"Miss Linghu, what brings you here?"

Linghu Xue looked at Jiang Feng, her eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"I've come to find Su Xueyan."

She paused, and her tone turned cold.

"I heard she went to Rui Country?"

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Yes."

Linghu Xue's brows furrowed slightly, and she asked again.

"When will she come back?"

Jiang Feng looked at her and said lightly.

"I don't know."

Linghu Xue's face darkened.

"You don't know? You're her fiancé, how could you not know?"

Jiang Feng looked into her eyes, his expression calm, and said word by word.

"I say I don't know, and I really don't know."

As soon as those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the living room instantly dropped to freezing point.