Chapter 148: Fulfilling the Promise

At dinner, Cheng Fu and Cheng Mu sat at the head of the table, the eldest brother and his wife on the right, while Cheng Feng and the women who had borne children sat in order on the left.

With more people in the household, there must be rules; for Cheng Feng, they were all his women, so it didn't really matter,

but he still had to show those who came later the difference between those who had given birth and those who had not, and thus this scene came to be.

Having borne a child meant being promoted to Concubine; in the Cheng Mansion, that was status, and it meant one could eat at the same table.

This was Cheng Feng's rule.

While the whole family was gathered for the meal, Cheng Feng announced that the eldest brother's family would be moving into Room One.

He would also incidentally change the property ownership to Cheng Shu; this was considered support for his eldest brother, and also a form of pressure on him.

With a house, could a child be far behind?

Cheng Fu and Cheng Mu had absolutely no objections to this; they didn't live particularly far away, and if they missed their son, it wasn't as if they couldn't see him.

If it really came to it, they could just walk over themselves!

At the dinner table, they showered praise upon their second son, Cheng Feng, once again, and told Cheng Shu to follow Lao Er well in his affairs.

Cheng Shu was also excited; he could begin practicing martial arts tomorrow.

Cheng Feng told his eldest brother to be prepared to go to the Martial Arts Hall to practice tomorrow.

Everyone was happy for Cheng Shu, except for Cai'er, whose smile held a hint of worry.

There wasn't much silver left in the house, and with the master's family having arrived, the expenses were a large sum.

If more relatives and friends came in the future, the expenditure would certainly not be small; she would have to mention this to the master later.

Cheng Feng did not care about such trivial matters; his heart's desire had been fulfilled, and the promise he had made back then had been kept; this sense of accomplishment made Cheng Feng happy.

After the meal, Cheng Feng returned to the master bedroom; today was the day to accompany Cai'er.

A little bit here and there, was that even an issue?

Cai'er knew Cheng Feng's preferences, and seeing that the time was about right, she looked forward to Cheng Feng's arrival.

Before long, familiar footsteps could be heard outside the door.

These were Cheng Feng's footsteps.

Cai'er knew every aspect of her man like the back of her hand.

Especially tonight, Cai'er had put on her secret weapon.

As a future Equal Wife, how could one son be enough? As Cheng Feng's first son, he would inevitably become Cheng Feng's right-hand man in the future.

In a situation where one is alone and weak, how could one manage without brothers to help?

Cai'er had recovered well enough.

She also wanted to continue to elevate her status.

Meiniang's background was relatively clean, which was Meiniang's advantage.

Her own advantage was that she had been with Cheng Feng the longest and had also borne a son, who was considered the eldest son.

But all of this required Cheng Feng's recognition.

And what was a man's recognition of a woman?

Cheng Feng looked at the newly made battle robe on Cai'er.

Without a word, Cheng Feng scooped up Cai'er, who was walking toward him, into his arms.

He pounced on Cai'er like a hungry tiger.

Cai'er was like a fish rolling up and down.

Cheng Feng rose and fell with Cai'er's waves.

Seeing Cheng Feng, who was satisfied after charging twice, Cai'er was finally content; this was also her advantage.

Resting her head on Cheng Feng's chest, she voiced her worries: "Master, the household expenses can still be maintained for now, but if more relatives and friends come, it won't be enough."

Cheng Feng stroked the tender skin under the fishnet stockings on Cai'er's body.

He laughed: "I know. As long as it lasts for a month, that's enough. At the end of this month, I'll give you another hundred taels for household use. By the way, the matter of Meiniang cannot be delayed any longer. Prepare some common gifts at home; in a few days, I will have Father meet with Shopkeeper Mei. You've worked hard these past few days."

A flash of sadness crossed Cai'er's eyes, but she still tried to smile: "Don't worry, Master, I know."

How could Cai'er's expression possibly escape Cheng Feng's eyes?

However, it was still a bit early to talk about some things; he would give her a surprise later.

Cheng Feng was no sycophant, but he wouldn't be so blind as to not cherish the woman who managed his household.

It was just that the timing wasn't right yet.

Early the next morning, Cheng Feng took Cheng Shu toward the Tieshan Martial Arts Hall.

After going through the procedures, the eldest brother was taken away to the front field area to attend the beginner's class.

Wang Tieshan laughed and scolded: "All three of you brothers from the Cheng family have come to Tieshan Martial Arts Hall to practice. Cheng Lei is one thing; he's young and his Root Bone is decent. Your eldest brother is no longer young, and it's not certain he'll achieve anything in martial arts. The Martial Arts Hall won't give your second relative any special treatment."

Cheng Feng bowed earnestly and said: "Many thanks to Master for examining my eldest brother's bones. My eldest brother has always yearned for the Martial Dao and has aspired to become a Martial Dao expert since he was young. It just so happens that our family has some spare funds, so this can not only satisfy my eldest brother's wish but also bring some profit to the Martial Arts Hall. This disciple understands; Master need not give him any special care. What he can achieve depends entirely on his own fortune. I am merely paying the tuition for a few months in advance. If he doesn't practice well or lacks talent, he will naturally lose heart. If he has potential, you can give him extra training intensity. This disciple will have no complaints whatsoever."

Seeing Cheng Feng state his position so decisively, Wang Tieshan couldn't help but feel suspicious, wondering if this was a younger brother specifically out to set his older brother up.

"No matter, it's just an ordinary Root Bone. Remember to tell your eldest brother that as long as he doesn't reveal your true identity, those instructors will certainly treat him the same as everyone else," Wang Tieshan replied expressionlessly.

"Thank you, Master! Then may I ask why you summoned this disciple?" Cheng Feng asked respectfully.

"To see how much progress you've made recently. As for weapons, there's no need to take them out. Come, receive my move!" Having not seen him for many days, Wang Tieshan didn't say another word and swung his fist directly at Cheng Feng.

Wang Tieshan's fist came at Cheng Feng with the force of a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, surging with momentum.

Facing his master's sudden test, Cheng Feng's eyes were firm, and his body quickly dodged the blow.

Cheng Feng accepted the challenge, laughing, "Master, then this disciple will not decline."

Following this, a swing punch followed like a shadow, rushing toward Wang Tieshan's wide-open center, the gap in front of his chest.

Seeing this, a satisfied smile appeared on Wang Tieshan's face; he tilted his body slightly, easily neutralizing the blow, and simultaneously slapped his palm toward Cheng Feng's shoulder.

Cheng Feng dodged to the side, his right foot stepping forward rapidly, and using the force of his turn, his left fist slammed toward Wang Tieshan with the force of a thunderbolt.

Wang Tieshan frowned; he clearly had not expected Cheng Feng to be so swift, but he was experienced, so he dropped his shoulder to dissipate the incoming force and skillfully grabbed Cheng Feng's fist with his right hand.

After the two exchanged blows, the onlookers only felt their figures interweaving, moving so fast that their actions were almost impossible to see.

After sparring for a while, Wang Tieshan let go of Cheng Feng's hand and patted his shoulder: "You have improved, and your Blood Qi has shed its impetuousness and become much steadier; not bad."

Cheng Feng wiped his sweat and gave an honest smile: "Thank you for the praise, Master; I still need to practice more."

Wang Tieshan nodded: "I made my move just to see your progress; I didn't expect your performance to be so outstanding. And this strength of yours doesn't seem like that of the Blood Refining Mid-Stage; have you had another breakthrough recently?"

Cheng Feng felt helpless; ginger really is spicier when it's older.

He scratched his head and laughed: "Master's eye is truly sharp; I hadn't had the chance to tell you yet!"

Upon receiving Cheng Feng's affirmative answer, Wang Tieshan was even more shocked; this kid is only 17 years old, right? Can someone who was held back before really rise this quickly?