Chapter 616: Don't lie to me!

Jiang Feng stepped into the house.

In the courtyard, Linghu Xue was still lying on the Ground, shaken by that palm strike and unable to regain her strength for a long while.

She pushed herself up from the floor, stared at Jiang Feng's back with clenched teeth, but in the end she still didn't catch up.

Jiang Feng walked very quickly.

Inside the house, everything was as usual; Su Lao was sitting on the sofa making a phone call.

The old man wore a gray Chinese-style buttoned jacket, his hair was salt-and-pepper, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

His voice wasn't loud, but one could hear the anxiety and fatigue inside.

"... Yes, still looking for him, the Linghu Family is also helping... no news, not a single bit of news!"

Jiang Feng's steps paused for a moment.

He realized it.

Su Lao was looking for him.

Jiang Feng's eye sockets felt a little sore.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, his voice not loud but very clear.

"Su Lao."

Su Lao's body shuddered violently.

Su Lao's hand loosened, the phone slipped from his palm and landed with a soft thud on the carpet.

Supporting his aging body, he rose from the sofa, his steps a little unsteady, but he hurried over, taking three steps at a time to reach Jiang Feng.

"Xiao Feng?"

He reached out and grabbed Jiang Feng's shoulders.

Those hands were thin, with prominent knuckles, but he gripped tightly, as if fearing that if he let go, the person would vanish again.

"Where have you been these past few days!"

The old man's voice trembled, his eye sockets were red, and something swirled in his cloudy eyes.

"They all say you suddenly disappeared…… you couldn't be found anywhere…… even the Linghu Family sent many people to look for you, but there was no result at all……"

The old man's lips trembled even more, his voice almost shouting.

"Where on earth did you go!"

Jiang Feng looked at Su Lao's wrinkled face, and his heart ached in waves.

When he left, Su Lao, though old, was still spirited, his back could stay straight, and he could speak with vigor.

But now Su Lao's back was bent, his hair completely white, the wrinkles on his face as if deepened repeatedly by a knife, and the corners of his eyes and brows full of fatigue and worry.

During these days of his own disappearance, he believed Su Lao must have worried himself sick.

He reached out and took Su Lao's hand, gathering those two skin-and-bones hands in his palm, then supported him as they walked back step by step to the edge of the sofa.

"Su Lao, please sit down first."

Su Lao was pressed by him on the shoulders to sit down, his eyes fixed tightly on Jiang Feng, afraid that if he blinked, the person would disappear again.

Jiang Feng sat down beside Su Lao, lightly resting his right hand on Su Lao's wrist.

A strand of Law Power fused with Wu Zun Will flowed from his fingertips into Su Lao's body.

Su Lao's body stiffened suddenly.

He felt a warmth spreading from his wrist up his arms and throughout his body.

His eyes widened as he looked at Jiang Feng, his mouth opened but no words came out. The deep wrinkles on his face smoothed out almost imperceptibly, bit by bit.

Jiang Feng withdrew his hand and smiled.

"How do you feel now?"

Su Lao stared for a good while, then slowly raised his hand, looked at his own hands that no longer trembled, moved his shoulders and neck a little, and his face showed an expression of disbelief.

"I…… I feel……"

He paused, as if unable to find the right words to describe it.

"I feel…… as if I've become several years younger?"

Jiang Feng nodded while smiling.

The Law Power of the Wu Zun Realm, containing vitality within it, is no less than an elixir of longevity for an ordinary person.

Although it cannot make one return to youth, it can still restore Su Lao's body to the condition of a few years ago.

Su Lao remained immersed in that warmth for a long while before coming to his senses.

"Xiao Feng, what on earth……"

Jiang Feng patted the back of his hand, his tone relaxed, as if speaking of something very ordinary.

"I had some matters to attend to, and now everything is settled."

He paused, looked into Su Lao's eyes, and spoke seriously.

"Rest assured, I have returned, and I will not leave again."

Su Lao looked at him, remaining silent for a long time.

The old man has lived to this age, having seen and experienced everything.

He clearly understood that Jiang Feng was no ordinary person, and the matters concerning him far exceeded what the Su Family could comprehend.

Since Jiang Feng was unwilling to say more, it meant that some things were not for him to ask, nor should he ask.

He nodded, did not press further, and simply gripped Jiang Feng's hand firmly.

"Just coming back is enough, just coming back is enough."

Jiang Feng felt a warmth in his chest, about to speak, when footsteps sounded outside the door.

Linghu Xue walked in.

Her hair was still a bit messy, dust clung to her skirt, and there was a faint trace of blood at the corner of her mouth that hadn't been wiped clean.

Her face was full of resentment, her eyes glaring hatefully at Jiang Feng, as if she wanted to poke several holes in his body.

She walked into the living room, stood before Jiang Feng, then took a deep breath and suppressed the fire that was about to burst out.

"Since you've come back..."

She spoke, her voice carrying suppressed anger.

"Can you treat Aunt Xing now?"

Jiang Feng's expression changed slightly.

Linghu Xue continued speaking, her tone growing more urgent.

"Her condition has been fluctuating lately, back and forth, and I and Elder Dongyuan are almost driven mad. If it weren't for the herbs you left behind, and Elder Dongyuan not sparing his origin to sacrifice himself to protect her, Aunt Xing would probably already be dead."

She paused, staring at Jiang Feng's eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, please remember our agreement."

Jiang Feng heard this, his face showing embarrassment.

He had indeed forgotten this matter.

In those years in Kunlun Void, the outside world seemed like a distant dream to him…

But Aunt Xing's illness was something he personally took on.

He was about to speak and explain when Linghu Xue spoke again.

"Also!"

Her voice was filled with an unstoppable resentment.

"Why did you just attack me? What did I do to provoke you?"

Jiang Feng looked at her flushed, angry face, his mouth twitching involuntarily as he reached up to touch the tip of his nose.

He couldn't very well say, "Kunlun Void was beaten into a dog by Linghu Xue, so I see you and want to strike."

Saying that reason aloud, even he finds it absurd. But that's the fact.

That illusion was too real, so real that those humiliations were etched into his mind like a brand.

Thus, upon seeing Linghu Xue, his body reacted faster than his mind, and he slapped out that palm.

He gave a dry cough, avoiding Linghu Xue's gaze.

"Nothing, just casually."

"Casually?"

Linghu Xue's eyes widened, her voice rising an octave.

"You slapped me and sent me flying three zhang away, and you call that casual?!"

"Cough cough..."

Jiang Feng stood up, composed his expression, looked at her, and his tone became serious.

"Rest assured, I've secured Aunt Xing's life."

He paused, then walked toward the door.

"I'll treat her now; I guarantee that in an hour she'll be lively and jumping about."

Linghu Xue opened her mouth, the resentment still stuck in her throat, but hearing Jiang Feng's words, her eyes brightened a little.

"Really? Don't lie to me!"

She pressed further, and the resentment in her voice faded by half.