Chapter 262: What is the affection of children compared to the fragrance of the Martial Path?

"I must become a formal martial artist and let Mom, Dad, and my brother move in!"

Luo Feng clenched his fists, secretly making up his mind.

In a martial artist residential area like Mingyue Community, besides the martial artist themselves,

the martial artist's family members can also move in to live together.

This means that as long as Luo Feng becomes a formal martial artist and chooses to join Mingyue Community,

then his father Luo Hongguo, mother Gong Xinlan, and younger brother Luo Hua can all move in.

However, this was clearly a sad story for Zhang Jie.

Zhang Jie: Do you understand the gold content of a New Year's Eve dinner being a reunion meal just by serving a bowl,

or a selfie taken with a phone at any time being a family portrait?

Zhang Jie patted Luo Feng on the shoulder and chuckled: "I don't think that day is too far off.

It just so happens that there is an empty villa next to the one I chose; I'll have Uncle Jiang hold onto it for now.

I'll be waiting for the day we brothers become neighbors."

Luo Feng felt a bit moved in his heart.

What "just so happens to be empty"—this was clearly chosen by Zhang Jie on purpose.

And he even specifically asked Jiang Nian to hold it; the meaning could not be more obvious.

"Mm."

He nodded heavily.

He didn't say anything more; the bond of brotherhood was all contained in the silence.

"Beep, beep. Identity verification passed. Welcome home, Mr. Zhang Jie."

Arriving at the main entrance, Zhang Jie took out the identity card Jiang Nian had given him last night and swiped it on the verification machine.

In the Limit Martial Arts Hall, this identity card was similar to an ID card before transmigrating;

whether buying things, entering or leaving the community gate,

or borrowing various training instruments, it all had to be used.

Even the training funds given to him by the Limit Martial Arts Hall were directly deposited into the account linked to this identity card.

Compared to his face, this identity card represented his identity as Zhang Jie better in the Limit Martial Arts Hall.

"Head inside."

Zhang Jie recalled the map of Mingyue Community and began to give directions to the moving master driving the truck.

As an experienced driver, the moving master soon drove the truck to the side of the detached villa Zhang Jie had chosen.

"So big!"

Looking at the three-story villa covering at least several hundred square meters,

and then thinking of his own low-rent housing of less than forty square meters, Luo Feng let out a sigh of envy.

Moreover, that lawn like green grass and the small garden surrounded by floral fragrance

were things one couldn't even see in the low-rent residential area where people were many and land was scarce.

But the next second, he put aside his sighs because the moving master had already parked the truck at the villa entrance,

and he had to start his job for the day—helping Zhang Jie move.

"Whoa, this really is 'move-in ready'!"

Opening the door, Luo Feng discovered that the furniture in the house, such as the sofa, and appliances like the TV and refrigerator were all fully equipped.

Even the two moving masters, who were not martial artists, had plenty of strength,

lifting heavy objects weighing hundreds of jin with ease, so the moving work was completed very quickly.

Zhang Jie sent them away after stuffing them with the cigarettes he had specifically bought to treat them.

As for their wages, that was the responsibility of the Limit Martial Arts Hall.

The Limit Martial Arts Hall could be said to provide a one-stop service for martial artists who joined them, from villas

to moving, and then to moving in.

Although the money for moving wasn't much for a formal martial artist,

this feeling of convenience was very comfortable and satisfying.

It was only because Zhang Jie had deep feelings for the things in his home that held childhood memories that he chose to do it himself;

otherwise, he could have completely entrusted it to the Limit Martial Arts Hall for a one-click move.

"Such a soft and spacious sofa!"

After the move was finished, Luo Feng buried his head in the sofa, which was equivalent to a small bed, his expression intoxicated.

Zhang Jie smiled slightly at this:

The current Luo Feng was not yet the cosmic tyrant who would run rampant in the later stages;

he was just a high school student who wanted to change his and his family's fate through hard work.

He couldn't help but think of a highly-liked comment from a silly netizen when he was watching anime before transmigrating:

If one could reverse time, the alien races would wish they could directly buy Luo Feng a Tomson Riviera villa...

Luo Feng: How big do you guys think this house has to be to count as big?

Compared to the future Lord of Earth and Lord of the Galaxy, the villa in Mingyue Community at the very beginning makes me the happiest...

"Madman, how has school been lately?"

Zhang Jie took a bottle of soda from the refrigerator, tossed it to Luo Feng, and then sat down beside him.

After he "awakened" his spiritual power and became a Spiritual Master,

he had processed his withdrawal from school through the channels of Teacher Wang and the homeroom teacher.

After all, for him now, there was completely no need to attend high school.

Although one could go and experience the thrill of a Spiritual Master returning to campus to show off and slap faces,

in the end, that was a complete waste of energy and unnecessary.

Zhang Jie: I want to put my time and energy into the Martial Path~ (Zhejiang Fenghua accent)

Luo Feng caught the soda backhanded, pulled the tab, and took a big gulp:

"You know what our Third High School is like after staying there for two years; it's still the same old thing now.

But you, kid, have become a celebrity in our high school now;

I don't know how many people have come to me to inquire about your news!

Among them, the most are the senior and junior girls from every grade."

As he spoke, he also winked at Zhang Jie:

"A-Jie, is there anyone you've taken a fancy to?

If there is, Daddy can play matchmaker for you!"

Then he even took out his phone and flipped through photos of a group of gorgeously dressed young women in his album to show Zhang Jie.

"Ugh!"

Looking at Luo Feng, who had a tendency to transform from a pure high school student into a pimp, Zhang Jie was speechless.

One could only say that when it comes to this aspect, men seem to be all the same.

Just like the political discussion groups from before, one by one, they would either praise the Mao Xiong,

or worship the Eagle-chan, and some even had retro thoughts of restoring the Wild Boar Skin,

arguing so fiercely that they were almost ready to fight in real life.

But once someone posted a few lewd pictures or mentioned a good research location,

it would be replaced by a uniform "Good people live in peace~"

"Let's just forget it."

Zhang Jie casually looked at a few photos Luo Feng showed him, shook his head, and gave a negative answer.

Unlike Luo Feng, who fell in love with Xu Xin at first sight when he started his freshman year but could only secretly love her in his heart because of the huge gap in status,

his energy was completely put into the Martial Path.

In a Xuanhuan world where flying through the sky and burrowing into the earth, and immortality is not a dream,

where do the affections of children and the beauty of the country compare to the fragrance of the Martial Path?

Besides, as long as one has enough strength, wealth and beauty are not hard to come by.

Luo Feng, a poor kid from a worker's family, was able to marry the eldest daughter of the Xu family, one of the twelve ruling families of the HR Alliance,

wasn't it because his martial talent was high enough and the strength he possessed was strong enough?

If Luo Feng were really a poor kid with no money, power, talent, or strength,

let alone achieving a positive result with Xu Xin, if he really dared to take action,

it wouldn't be impossible for him to appear in a sewer that day.

He even came to read at Third High School because the management here was relatively loose

and it had established a cooperative relationship with the Limit Martial Arts Hall, having better martial resources.

The only pity was that his aptitude before was truly mediocre,

and even with desperate effort, his achievements were just so-so; even becoming a quasi-martial artist was so difficult.

Facts told Zhang Jie that as a transmigrator, one cannot succeed without a golden finger...

"Oh, those young girls in love are going to be disappointed."

Luo Feng teased.

However, being familiar with Zhang Jie, he was not surprised by this answer at all. ===== CHAPTER 263 =====