What was strange was that after she became aware of Yang Fei's identity,

a sudden calm came over Yang Yurong's heart.

She nagged with a bitter earnestness.

"You two, one a Municipal Committee Secretary, the other a Colonel, should be mindful of the impact."

Liang Jiayi's face blushed a bright red like a swollen rose.

"Mom, you've all misunderstood. My cousin is really such a scoundrel, always talking nonsense."

As she spoke, she recounted the hotel check-in and last night's events.

Yang Yurong gasped in shock.

"How could there be so many vicious criminals after Yang Fei?"

"Has he committed some crime? You guys must be careful."

Unconsciously, Yang Yurong had started to worry about Yang Fei.

Liang Jiayi sighed deeply.

"I don't know either, but I believe that Yang Fei must be a good person."

As she said this, she cordially began to massage Yang Yurong's shoulders.

"Mom, don't worry about me, I know what I'm doing."

Yang Yurong gave her daughter a glance, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"Jiayi, you're already in your twenties, how could I not worry about your lifelong happiness?"

"It's just that I don't know what kind of person this Colonel Yang is; I need to meet his parents someday... "

"Oh my, Mom, you're worrying about nothing again..."

Liang Jiayi's face turned rose red with embarrassment once more.

While the Liang family mother and daughter talked in the Rolls-Royce, Yang Fei was smilingly trying to pry information out of Gong Zhenren.

However, Yang Fei quickly realized.

On the surface, Gong Zhenren seemed serenely detached, like a character from Gone with the Wind.

Yet, this old fellow was truly an Old Fox through and through.

No matter what Yang Fei asked him, he would wax eloquent in his discourse, speaking without end, but shrouded in mystery, never touching upon the past ten years.

He even flatly denied any knowledge of past affairs concerning Yinxue Tower and Dragon Chant Temple.

Yang Fei finally understood.

This old fellow had no intention of disclosing to him what happened ten years ago.

What puzzled Yang Fei was that everyone who had ties to the events at Yinxue Tower ten years ago were all highly skilled masters concealing their abilities.

And these masters all shared the same attitude towards Yang Fei, feigning ignorance.

Some would explicitly tell Yang Fei that they had nothing to disclose.

Starting with his master, Shou Jingwu, to Xue Mingtai, Uncle Fu, the Old Taoist, including Gong Zhenren, they all behaved in this way.

Yet curiously, these people were all exceptionally caring and compassionate towards Yang Fei.

Yang Fei was not in a position to force them into talking.

One could imagine how frustrated he felt.

The Liang family mother and daughter opened their hearts to each other inside the car, engaging in a heartfelt conversation.

Yang Yurong gradually came to understand her daughter's thoughts, and the gap between them dwindled.

Yang Yurong, thoughtful and far-sighted, had a clear vision for Liang Jiayi's future.

She sighed and said, "Jiuan County is a state-level impoverished county; if you can truly achieve some political accomplishments there, it will be no small feat."

"This could catch the attention of senior levels, and you might even successfully make your way to the Yannan Municipal Committee."

"Yannan City is a stepping stone; if you can enter the leadership circle there, you'll have a chance to rise to Provincial City, Liuzhou, and enter the provincial government."

"This is also a shortcut, but easier said than done given Jiuan County's current situation – it's not so easy to achieve results, is it?"

Upon saying this, Yang Yurong shook her head.

"I advise you, it's better to return to Yannan, it's safer."

Liang Jiayi gave her mother a look of playful reproach.

"Mom, there you go again. I just want to continue my brother's legacy, to do some real work for his second hometown; you're thinking too far ahead."

Yang Yurong snorted, "He who doesn't plan for the immediate future cannot plan for eternity, what do you know?"

She sighed and her eyes drifted to the world outside the car window.

"However, since you've chosen to start from here, I won't stop you. Take care of yourself."

With that, Yang Yurong opened the car door and walked toward Yang Fei.

Liang Jiayi, fearful that her mother would say something embarrassing to Yang Fei, became nervous and got out of the car, following behind Yang Yurong.

Yang Fei was taken aback.

Just a moment ago, Yang Yurong's face was full of loathing, but now it was as though she had put on a different face.

She was still keeping a stern face, but the intense hostility from before had dissipated.

Yang Fei couldn't help but admire Liang Jiayi, who had managed to placate Yang Yurong in just a few words.

This young lady was rather remarkable.

He smiled graciously and bowed slightly to Yang Yurong, "Good day, Auntie."

Yang Yurong, seeing that although he appeared nonchalant, he behaved courteously, grew to like him a bit more.

She nodded with a smile.

"Colonel Yang, I misunderstood the situation just now," she said. "However, you and Jiayi shouldn't have kept things from us parents, don't you agree?"

Yang Fei could only nod, "Indeed, but..."

Watching his sharply outlined face, filled with spirit, Yang Yurong smiled slightly.

"You don't need to explain anything to me. I understand the uniqueness of your military service. You're...quite good."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Liang Jiayi.

"Jiayi can be a bit difficult. When you're with her, you'll have to be a bit more patient."

On hearing these words, Yang Fei's heart skipped a beat.

"Auntie, I'm not quite sure what you mean. Jiayi and I are just ordinary friends."

Thinking he was being shy, Yang Yurong smiled faintly.

"You'll understand later. When you have time, come visit home with Jiayi more often."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Yang Fei's response but nodded to Liang Jiayi and walked toward the car.

The window of the Rolls-Royce rolled down slowly, revealing Yang Yurong's congenial face.

She waved her hand at Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi.

"Let's leave today's incident at that," she said.

"Your issue has already caused me to delay many things; I must rush back now."

For the first time in many years, Liang Jiayi felt her mother's warmth.

She was reluctant to part, "Mom, once I've finished up here, I'll come back to see you and dad."

Yang Yurong nodded, smiled at Yang Fei once more, and instructed the driver to go.

While Yang Yurong and Liang Jiayi were talking, the bodyguards Yang Fei had injured were also getting their wounds treated and bandaged, getting into their cars one after another.

Gong Zhenren had already slipped back into his car, eyes on his nose, nose on his heart, embodying the persona of a transcendent hermit.

Liu Dongliang watched Yang Yurong, stunned.

He had a vague sense of foreboding at the sudden shift in Yang Yurong's attitude toward Yang Fei.

Liu Dongliang moved forward to bid farewell. Yang Yurong said indifferently: "Dong Liang, you're a good kid."

"However, you should focus on your work now. Don't be all wrapped up in youthful romance; young people should be ambitious, right?"

Liu Dongliang couldn't come to terms with Yang Yurong's one-hundred-and-eighty-degree change.

He was dumbfounded but could only nod in agreement.

Liang Jiayi walked over to Liu Dongliang and reminded him indifferently.

"Liu Dongliang, you're busy with work, and I don't have time to see you off."

"Why don't you leave with my mom?"

Liu Dongliang turned around in shock, only to see Yang Fei snort coldly, standing behind Liang Jiayi with an icy look in his eyes.

Liu Dongliang immediately felt guilty.

He had seen for himself just how formidable Yang Fei was.

In this desolate area, if Yang Fei wanted to deal with him, he wouldn't stand a chance.

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