Feng Cai'er cheered.

"That's great, we can go out and play! I'm going to request time off to relax properly."

Old Man Feng gave Feng Cai'er a disapproving look.

"This trip is not as easy as you think, even if you have the Phoenix Order, there's still immense danger lurking."

"After all, Shou Jing Gong stole the Sacred Object from Mystic Hawk Pavilion, which is a huge disgrace to them."

Yang Fei nodded in agreement.

He thought to himself.

"If the Council of Elders at Mystic Hawk Pavilion knew that two of their top experts indirectly died at my hands, the matter would be far from settled."

Feng Cai'er, seeing her father get angry, did not dare to speak.

But the sparkle in Little Police Flower's eyes couldn't be suppressed.

After finishing a meal, Old Man Feng again reminded Yang Fei and Feng Cai'er of many details to be mindful of.

Only then did he wave his hand.

"Off you go, take a plane from Qu City Airport, transfer at Yuanzhou, and you can directly reach Funan Airport."

"By tonight, you should arrive at Ming Xia Garden."

Yang Fei respectfully bade farewell to the elderly couple of the Feng Family.

After losing his memory, his concept of home was extremely vague.

Though this visit to the Feng Family was brief, it gave him a sense of familial warmth.

Deep inside, he had already come to regard Feng Cai'er's parents as his own elders.

Mother Feng repeatedly urged Yang Fei to be careful at all times.

And to definitely come to visit when he returned.

After admonishing Yang Fei, she pulled Feng Cai'er into a corner and whispered some instructions.

Yang Fei didn't feel right eavesdropping on the private words between Feng Cai'er and her mother.

However, his keen hearing still caught the conversation between Mother Feng and Feng Cai'er.

"Cai'er, Yang Fei is a good man, your judgment is not bad."

"But on this trip, you, being a young lady, must act reserved, and never ever..."

Before Mother Feng could finish, Feng Cai'er interrupted her mother with an indignant tone.

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

"Yang Fei and I are just ordinary friends, if you keep making such comments, I'll really get angry."

"Mom has eyes, she can see. In all these years, when have you ever cared about a man like this?"

"Pah! Cared about him? He's nothing but a jerk!"

"You listen to mom, young people's ideas differ from ours."

"Even if you want to be together, you must take proper precautions!"

...

"Pfft!"

Hearing the last part, Yang Fei nearly sprayed out the tea in his mouth.

After bidding farewell to the Feng Family elders, Yang Fei and Feng Cai'er took a taxi to the airport.

In the taxi, Feng Cai'er sat up straight, not daring to look at Yang Fei.

On her valiantly delicate face, there was a beautiful blush, like peach blossoms.

Yang Fei sneakily glanced at her blushing profile, amused in his heart.

The rascal started to sing a little tune nonchalantly.

"Stroke~ stroke your head, oh so tender!"

"Stroke~ stroke your hand, come with me, ah!"

...

He sang the ditty over and over again, all smiles.

Feng Cai'er could no longer restrain herself and grabbed Yang Fei's waist in one move.

"If you keep spouting this nonsense, I am going to lose it with you," she snapped.

Yang Fei cried out in pain as he inhaled sharply.

"Let go, this is art, understand? Art!"

Feng Cai'er snorted, pinched Yang Fei's waist firmly with her sharp fingers and twisted.

"Respected artist, will you still sing?"

Yang Fei's forehead was almost wrinkled like a Shar-Pei as he shook his head repeatedly.

Only then did Feng Cai'er hum and let go of her grip.

She looked at Yang Fei, his face contorted with pain, teeth bared in a grimace, and felt a twinge of guilt in her heart.

"Who told you to always make me angry? Serves you right," she said.

Yang Fei didn't speak out loud but thought to himself.

"I won't stoop to your level, but I will get even with you when the opportunity arises."

"Just don't know whether this girl prefers a whip or wax dripping?"

Thirty minutes later, the aircraft carrying Yang Fei and Feng Cai'er roared into the sky.

By nine o'clock that evening, Yang Fei and Feng Cai'er had finally arrived in Funan City.

Funan is a tourist city.

Just twenty kilometers from Funan is the picturesque and nationally famous Fuyi Mountain Scenic Area.

The Fuyi Mountain Scenic Area combines mountainous and river scenery.

The attractions are known for being unusual, exquisite, beautiful, and ancient.

The scenic area features winding rivers, varied Danxia landforms, hot springs waterfalls, valleys, and a sea of clouds, among others.

Therefore, throughout the four seasons, this place attracts numerous visitors and ticket sales are booming.

According to what Old Man Feng had said, the entire Fuyi Mountain Scenic Area had been developed by the investment of Eagle Soaring Worldwide Group.

Therefore, Eagle Soaring Worldwide Group holds more than fifty-one percent of the shares of Fuyi Mountain Tourism Development Co., Ltd.

Meanwhile, Ming Xia Garden is a tourist leisure and vacation villa independently developed by Eagle Soaring Worldwide Group.

After discussing it, Yang Fei and Feng Cai'er decided to enter Ming Xia Garden as guests.

They would figure out the situation as they went.

The two hailed a taxi and headed straight for Ming Xia Garden.

The taxi driver was a bearded man in his thirties.

He looked at the two with a hint of surprise when he heard they were heading to Ming Xia Garden but said nothing.

Yang Fei caught the expression on the man's face.

Yang Fei offered the taxi driver a cigarette, trying to get closer.

"Brother, is Ming Xia Garden fun?" he asked.

The taxi driver took his cigarette but didn't light it.

"Fun, especially these few days, it's particularly lively," he said.

While speaking, the driver kept glancing at Yang Fei and Feng Cai'er through the rearview mirror.

Yang Fei felt a stir inside.

He had a hunch.

The taxi driver seemed to bear animosity toward him and Feng Cai'er and was quite on guard.

Yang Fei found it baffling.

Had they been targeted as soon as they got off the plane?

The taxi driver stopped talking, just pressing on the gas, as the taxi sped forward.

Feng Cai'er's experience in the Mortal World was too shallow; she hadn't noticed anything unusual.

Instead, she was happily discussing with Yang Fei.

Whether to go to the bonfire party that night or to the hot springs.

Yang Fei chatted with Feng Cai'er halfheartedly.

But his eyes were fixed on the taxi driver.

Turtle Extreme inside Yang Fei started to emit a low warning.

In fact, there was no need for Turtle Extreme's alert.

Yang Fei had already noticed that there was something off about the taxi driver.

The guy was driving the car clearly off the main route.

He meandered forward along a side road.

Yang Fei looked at the electronic map on his phone and laughed coldly.

He hadn't expected to run into adversaries as soon as they got off the plane.

But this was also good.

If this taxi driver was from Mystic Hawk Pavilion,

at least they wouldn't have to wander around looking for the Mystic Hawk Pavilion Headquarters.

Yang Fei squinted slightly, calculating in his mind.

The road the taxi driver took was a level-two highway.

After another two or three kilometers, the speed of the car gradually slowed down.

Up ahead, a few asbestos-tiled houses appeared—it was a small car accessories shop.

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