Chapter 402: Cai'er's Fantasy Journey IV

Leng Feng was imagining how the Hong Sect could display its prowess in Heimu Prefecture in the future.

Suddenly, sounds erupted from the small forest path opposite.

With the intuition of a Martial Artist,

Leng Feng immediately became alert.

The sounds from the forest path gradually drew closer, and Leng Feng's nerves were stretched to the limit.

The Steel Saber in his hand glinted coldly in the sunlight, as if ready to be unsheathed at any moment.

Leng Feng even gave his subordinate beside him a look.

Everyone gripped their Steel Sabers, ready to strike.

When that group of figures finally walked out of the forest, Leng Feng's gaze searched through the crowd,

eventually fixing on a familiar figure.

Only after seeing a familiar figure among the arrivals did Leng Feng gradually relax his vigilance.

"Cheng Yi, who is behind you??" Leng Feng's tone held a trace of doubt, mixed with a hint of caution.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yi hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Leng Feng, don't be nervous. These are all family members from the Cheng Mansion.

The Master asked me to escort the ladies to Heimu Prefecture first to choose a residence, and the Master will arrive shortly after."

Hearing this, Leng Feng secretly began to size up the group beside Cheng Yi.

The attendants were all Martial Artists who had reached the Skin Refining realm.

Of the three gorgeously dressed women in the lead,

the one in the back was at a similar realm to his own.

He could not see through the realms of the other two.

Leng Feng thought to himself:

"Could it be that both ladies have already reached Bone Refining?

Is this the strength of the Cheng Mansion?"

Sensing that the person before her was somewhat dazed,

Zhao Wei frowned slightly and waved her hand, saying, "Now, lead the way."

Despite being in a strange land, there was not the slightest panic in her eyes.

Their formidable Martial Artist strength was the group's guarantee,

and also the source of Zhao Wei's confidence.

Not to mention the personnel arranged by her husband.

"So it is Lady Cheng. I failed to welcome you in time; please forgive me, Lady." Leng Feng hurriedly put away his Steel Saber, bowed, and spoke with great respect.

The status of the Cheng Mansion within the Hong Sect was pivotal,

and those who came from the Cheng Mansion now held high positions in the Hong Sect, while the other disciples were also implicitly considered a cut above.

How could a discerning person not know the specific reason?

Zhao Wei smiled slightly and said softly, "You are too polite. We are new here and hope for your kind guidance."

Hearing this, Leng Feng felt slightly more at ease.

"Please rest assured, Lady. Leng Feng will certainly do his utmost to ensure your safety." Leng Feng's tone was firm, and his eyes flashed with resolute light.

The two parties successfully verified each other.

All vigilance and suspicion vanished.

Everyone boarded the prepared carriages.

As the rumbling of the carriage wheels began, Leng Feng rode on horseback, scanning his surroundings vigilantly to ensure the group could safely reach Heimu Prefecture.

Sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, casting dappled light on the road and adding a touch of warmth to the journey.

"Cheng Yi, do you know why the Master suddenly decided to move the whole family to Heimu Prefecture?"

Leng Feng asked Cheng Yi, who was beside him, while riding, secretly speculating about the Cheng Mansion's motives.

Cheng Yi shook his head upon hearing this, and said in a low, expressionless voice, "I don't know."

Leng Feng nodded, pondering to himself.

"Truly worthy of being Cheng Sect Master's confidant; his discretion is impeccable."

The carriages continued forward, and the scenery on both sides of the road unfolded like a painting.

"Lady, Heimu Prefecture is now right before our eyes." Leng Feng pointed to the majestic city ahead, his tone carrying a hint of flattery.

Zhao Wei nodded slightly, her eyes flashing with anticipation.

The rest of the group remained silent; after all, when away from home, one must be cautious in speech and action.

Cai'er, meanwhile, was silently observing this batch of robust, silent, and resilient men in black.

She thought to herself, "Are these the Hong Sect disciples the Master spoke of?"

"As expected, the Master is the best."

Then her eyes dimmed, and she sighed slightly, "If only my talent for martial arts were higher."

As the carriages slowly drove toward Heimu Prefecture, everyone felt a wave of murderous aura, as if even the dust in the air was trembling because of it.

Groups of black-armored soldiers stood like iron towers, holding long spears that glinted coldly, strictly blocking every checkpoint,

as if conducting the most rigorous spot checks, or perhaps silently declaring that this place was not to be violated.

The imagined scene of bustling traffic and crowds of pedestrians did not appear.

The government officials who were originally at the city gate were nowhere to be seen.

In their place were stern-faced, armored soldiers, standing in full battle array.

The group in the carriages dared not speak, their bodies tense.

Zhao Wei and Xu Miao, as Martial Artists of the Bone Refining Realm,

naturally had a keener perception of Qi than those around them.

Their previously relaxed faces now held a hint of solemnity.

"These armored soldiers are very different," Zhao Wei remarked with feeling.

Xu Miao nodded and said, "Their Qi is linked as one; truly a fine technique."

It was inconvenient for the female passengers in the carriage to come out.

Leng Feng, however, dared not be negligent; he stepped forward quickly, took out a prepared travel permit from his bosom, and handed it over respectfully with both hands, a warm smile on his face.

"Officer, this is our travel permit, please take a look." Leng Feng's voice was gentle and polite, attempting to ease the tense atmosphere at the scene.

The few soldiers blocking the road exchanged glances, a trace of joy that was hard to detect flashing in their eyes,

but they maintained their composure and dignity on the surface, saying impassively, "Bring it here, let me see."

As Leng Feng presented it with both hands, he made a small gesture with his palm facing upward.

The leader of the soldier squad spotted it at a glance,

and while taking the travel permit, he smoothly took the banknote from Leng Feng's palm as well.

The speed of the movement was breathtaking.

He then examined it carefully, his fingers sliding lightly over the paper as if verifying the authenticity of every character.

The surrounding soldiers also crowded around; although they did not speak, that invisible pressure made the air feel as if it had solidified.

Leng Feng stood to the side, waiting silently for the result.

Time seemed to become exceptionally long at this moment, with every second feeling like a year.

Finally, the soldier captain who was checking the travel permit nodded, handed the permit back to Leng Feng, and a trace of a smile that was hard to detect appeared on his face.

"Alright, you may pass." Although the soldier's voice remained cold, it was much softer than before.

Hearing this, Leng Feng breathed a sigh of relief; he hurriedly expressed his thanks and signaled for the carriage to continue moving forward.

Although the female passengers inside the carriage had not shown themselves,

through the gaps in the curtains, one could feel that their tense nerves had finally relaxed at this moment.

As the carriage slowly moved, the soldiers blocking the road stepped aside one after another, and the Heimu Prefecture convoy once again set off on the journey toward the mansion.

Cai'er clutched her chest and said, "Is this Heimu Prefecture?"