Yang Fei laughed mysteriously.

"All these are the etiquettes of the Mortal World, anyway, just leave it to me."

"When the time comes, dress up well and put on a good front, I'll handle the arrangements."

On the third day, the Sun Family finally officially left Liucheng.

During these three days, although Yang Fei and Three Swords were busy,

they never relaxed their protection of Old Lady Sun.

Early in the morning, the door of Yang Fei's hotel room was knocked on, bang, bang, bang.

The knocks were extremely cautious, with a hint of trepidation.

"Damn it, who the hell wakes someone up so early, who the hell is so inconsiderate?"

Yang Fei, roused from his state of Turtle Hibernation, couldn't help but curse.

He had been on guard outside the Sun Mansion last night with Three Swords.

At dawn, two of the Five Ghost Kings had taken over from Yang Fei and Three Swords.

Now being woken up like this, Yang Fei inevitably grew furious.

Yang Fei opened the door to find Sun Weiren standing outside.

His face was filled with submissiveness and caution.

Yang Fei paused, stretched lazily,

"Young Master Sun, is there something you need?"

Sun Weiren was still the eldest young master of the Sun Family.

However, he had fallen from the revered Crown Prince of Shan Province to a mere wealthy second generation.

Seeing Yang Fei now, he couldn't help but feel sincere fear and respect.

At this moment, to Sun Weiren, Yang Fei had become a powerful figure who could cover the sky with one hand in Shan Province.

The shift in their identities and status made Sun Weiren appear incredibly humble in front of him.

Strangely, with Sun Weiren's fall from grace, his mentality had also undergone a peculiar change.

It seemed that he had become more stable and mature overnight.

Moreover, thinking back on all the evil deeds he had done before, he felt some regret and fear.

Seeing Sun Weiren's uneasy appearance, Yang Fei's tone softened a bit.

"Young Master Sun, come in and talk. You're leaving today, right?"

Sun Weiren nodded, lowered his head, and entered Yang Fei's room.

He sat straight on the chair, like a primary school student.

His expression was somewhat timid and indecisive.

Yang Fei didn't hurry him, and began folding the quilt and tidying the room.

It was a good habit Yang Fei had developed during his years in the military.

After a while, Sun Weiren finally began to speak.

He timidly looked at Yang Fei.

"Mr. Yang, thank you for protecting the Sun Family all these days."

"The things I did to you and Sister Xueyi in the past, now thinking about them, I really deserve to die."

"But please believe me, I may have had malicious intentions toward you, but I never thought of harming Sister Xueyi."

Yang Fei grunted, "I know you fancy Sister Xueyi."

"But this kind of affection, I'm afraid no one can accept."

He looked at Sun Weiren with a smile, "Young man, picking up chicks isn't done the way you do it."

"Maybe some women like men who offer cars, houses, diamond necklaces."

"But our Sister Xueyi is definitely not that kind of vulgar woman."

Sun Weiren's face turned red, and he lowered his head: "Yes."

He hesitated a moment, took out an exquisite jewelry box from his pocket.

After opening the jewelry box, he revealed a pair of jade earrings.

The quality of the jade earrings wasn't great, worth only about ten to twenty thousand.

Sun Weiren handed the jewelry box to Yang Fei.

He stammered, "Mr. Yang, please give this pair of earrings to Sister Xueyi."

"Just say I am sorry to her, but I... I truly love her."

"Damn, you want to woo Sister Xueyi? Sister Xueyi is my woman, are you freaking asking for a duel?"

Yang Fei suddenly glared his eyes, and struck a classic pose of Huang Feihong.

Sun Weiren nearly wet himself.

He had seen Yang Fei's skills firsthand and feared that a single encounter would be enough for Yang Fei to blast him into smithereens.

He waved his hands repeatedly, "I dare not, I dare not."

"This departure of mine, never to return, is also a farewell to Sister Xueyi."

Yang Fei suddenly smiled broadly and accepted Sun Weiren's jewelry.

"That's more like it, but isn't the quality of this jewelry too poor? It isn't flea market stuff, is it?"

Sun Weiren's complexion darkened, and he lowered his head.

"In my whole life, I have never earned money on my own."

"However, the money for these earrings was saved bit by bit while I worked in a hotel, this truly represents my sincerity."

Yang Fei nodded, looking at Sun Weiren with a much warmer gaze.

"Alright, this is what I admire about you."

"I initially intended to break your legs before sending you off, but now there's no need for that."

Sun Weiren got a fright.

"I'll leave right now and never dare to see Sister Xueyi again, please rest assured."

Saying this, he turned, pushed the door, and bolted.

Yang Fei laughed heartily.

He weighed the jewelry box in his hand and then pocketed it.

Although Sun Weiren was despicable and sinister,

In Yang Fei's view, he truly had feelings for Sister Xueyi.

Deep in his heart, he never wanted to force himself on Sister Xueyi by any means necessary.

Otherwise, before Yang Fei showed up,

Lin Xueyi, being a woman, could have in no way resisted Sun Weiren alone.

Just for this reason alone, Yang Fei wouldn't decisively eradicate Sun Weiren.

On the third day, Yang Fei led the Three Swords, Two Gods, and Five Ghost Kings in a grand procession to welcome Lin Xueyi.

The Twelve Golden Lions' welcome is the most ceremonious way of reception in the Mortal World.

Typically, only a stronghold hero like the Golden Buddha, a king among the Great Owls, would qualify.

For Three Swords and others to welcome Lin Xueyi in such a manner also conveyed a message to the outside world.

This signaled that Shan Province's underworld had entered the era of Lin Xueyi.

The Twelve Golden Lions' welcome, as the name implies, involved twenty-four highly esteemed Big Rascals personally receiving Lin Xueyi.

These Big Rascals were neatly dressed, carrying three sticks of incense, and wore a red silk flower sash across their chests.

Twenty-four people split into twelve pairs, each pair heading to Yannan consecutively to welcome Lin Xueyi.

The first pair to welcome Lin Xueyi were the highest in status, Yang Fei and Three Swords.

Yang Fei and Three Swords, following the etiquette of the Mortal World, dressed anew.

The two drove luxury cars to Longyuan Villa to pick up Lin Xueyi.

Today, Lin Xueyi was dressed meticulously.

She wore a light purple silk cheongsam, her hair pinned up high, and around her neck hung a cat's eye diamond necklace.

On her ears, she wore teardrop-shaped jade earrings, her slender waist was dignified yet understated, noble without showing off intentionally.

Yang Fei's eyes lit up from afar.

However, his face remained stoic, not looking away.

Yang Fei and Three Swords walked up to Lin Xueyi, both bowing to her with hands clasped.

Three Swords, with a large red silk flower sash across his chest, handed her the invitation.

"Three Swords specifically invites Queen Lin to begin the journey."

After speaking, he held the three incense sticks, bowing three times to Lin Xueyi.

He then handed the three incense sticks to Lin Xueyi.

Lin Xueyi, somewhat flustered, still accepted the incense.

However, her eyes were fixed on Yang Fei standing behind Three Swords.

Yang Fei chuckled softly and mimicking Three Swords, bowed to Lin Xueyi.

He also handed his three incense sticks to Lin Xueyi.

Lin Xueyi finally caught the opportunity.

"You rascal, is this the welcome of the Twelve Golden Lions?"

"Giving me three incense sticks, what's that supposed to mean?"

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