Chapter 589: You must help me!

After two hours, Jiang Feng opened his eyes and exhaled a mouthful of stale qi.

That breath, exhaled from his mouth, actually carried a faint trace of black—the sign that impurities and remnants of Boundary Force fragments within his body were being expelled.

The stale qi dispersed in the air and soon vanished.

He moved his body slightly, and a faint crackling sound rose from head to toe, like frying beans—crisp and pleasant. The bruise on his chest had faded considerably, turning from dark purple to yellowish‑green and shrinking in size.

The pain had also lessened considerably, at least no longer interfering with normal activity.

At this moment he only felt much lighter, as if he had set down a heavy stone.

But those Boundary Force fragments still lingered in his body, stubborn as a chewed piece of gum that he couldn't shake off.

Moreover, this Boundary Force seemed to possess a semblance of sentience, sensing Jiang Feng's hostility toward it, so at this moment it hid itself even deeper.

They were no longer scattered around the bruise as before; instead they burrowed deep into his meridians, hiding in the spots where his true qi flowed least often.

Although less than thirty percent remains now, that thirty percent seems to require a long time to clear away.

Although the Grand Void Nourishing Spirit Scripture can dissolve them bit by bit, its speed is slow; at this pace it will take at least ten days and a half to completely cleanse them.

Jiang Feng let out a sigh.

Just dealing with these two guys today is already so difficult; it looks like my senior brother has gotten into serious trouble this time.

Two Half‑step Martial Ancestors could injure him this badly; if that organization sends out stronger assassins, can he still withstand them?

Too bad the old man shattered the void and left; otherwise, with him around now, this bunch of demons and monsters wouldn't amount to much.

The old man could crush them with a single finger.

Old man, you're the one who's comfortable now!

You've screwed over your disciples badly!

Jiang Feng stopped thinking, closed his eyes, and began to meditate and rest.

The Grand Void Nourishing Spirit Scripture continued to run, and spiritual energy from heaven and earth slowly flowed into his body, repairing his damaged meridians and muscles.

Soon he fell into a deep sleep.

That night he slept very soundly, with no dreams and no startling awake, as if wrapped by something and sinking into the dark depths.

The next day, sunlight shone on his body, warm and cozy.

Jiang Feng opened his eyes and saw sunlight streaming through the gaps in the curtains, casting golden bars of light on the floor.

The birdsong outside the window was crisp and pleasant, adding a touch of vitality to this morning.

He had just opened his eyes when he saw Yun Mengrou tip‑toeing over like a thief, holding a cup of water in her hands.

Her movements were so light they made almost no sound, for fear of waking him.

Seeing Jiang Feng awake, she immediately blushed and spoke with an embarrassed smile.

"Sorry to disturb you—I originally wanted you to sleep a little longer."

Her cheeks flushed slightly, as if she had been caught red‑handed doing something wrong.

Jiang Feng smiled, sat up, took the water cup from her hand, and took a sip. The water was warm, just the right temperature.

"Thank you."

Yun Mengrou shook her head and sat down beside him.

"How do you feel? Better?"

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Much better."

Just then, Lu Xiao came up carrying a large pile of food. She held a big bag in her left hand and two small bags in her right, filled with various breakfast items.

The variety was rich, filling the entire coffee table.

"Eat first; only when you're full will you have the strength to work."

Lu Xiao set the things down and called the two of them over to eat.

After the three of them finished eating, Yun Mengrou returned to her room.

According to Dragon Group's intelligence, the safety of the Yun family's descendants still requires their protection. Although Qingchi has been caught, no one knows whether other assassins might still be lurking in the shadows.

Therefore Dragon Group personnel cannot withdraw yet, and Yun Mengrou cannot go out freely.

Jiang Feng, however, needed to return to the Su family first.

He hadn't gone back for several days, and he didn't know how Su Lao was, whether Linghu Xing's condition had flared up again, or whether there was any new news from the Jiangnan Wang.

After exchanging a brief greeting with Lu Xiao and saying goodbye, Jiang Feng left the apartment, went downstairs, got into the car, started it, and drove toward the Su family.

The car drove for about forty minutes and arrived at the Su family villa.

Jiang Feng stopped the car and walked into the courtyard.

Su Lao was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, holding a newspaper, wearing his reading glasses, and looking in good spirits.

Seeing Jiang Feng enter, he put down the newspaper, took off his reading glasses, and smiled.

"Xiao Feng, you're back?"

Jiang Feng nodded and sat down opposite Su Lao.

"Grandfather, how are you feeling?"

Su Lao chuckled and said.

"Much better. These past few days I've been able to eat and sleep well, and my energy is ample. Don't worry about me."

He paused, then gave Jiang Feng a once‑over.

"But you—your complexion doesn't look good. Did you get into another fight?"

Jiang Feng smiled.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury."

Su Lao sighed and didn't press further. He knew Jiang Feng's affairs and wouldn't ask what he shouldn't.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a moment, chatting about everyday matters. Su Lao said the Su Group's business had recently recovered considerably; although cooperation with Yun Mengrou's side had been severed, intentions to cooperate with other brands had actually increased.

Jiang Feng listened, nodded slightly, and didn't say more.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

Jiang Feng put down his teacup and stood up.

I'll get the door.

He walked to the door and pushed it open.

A person stood outside the door.

A woman.

She was holding a fruit basket; Inside were various fruits, packaged very delicately.

Seeing the visitor, Jiang Feng frowned slightly and couldn't help but say.

Ye Xiaoyue, what are you doing here?

Jiang Feng really hadn't expected that, after so many days, Ye Xiaoyue, whom he had almost forgotten, would actually appear again!

Seeing Jiang Feng, Ye Xiaoyue's face was full of ingratiation!

Jiang Feng, this time you must help me—I'm begging you!