Hearing the statement from Jiang's father, Ye Feng felt a stream of warmth inside his heart; at least someone in the Jiang family had sense.

"Uncle, rest assured, I won't mind!"

Ye Feng smiled. He naturally wouldn't care. The Jiang family might be considered a powerful clan by ordinary people or in Mingzhu City, but to him, they were just another commonplace small family.

To the members of such a minor family, Ye Feng could either pay them attention or completely ignore them!

Seeing Ye Feng's magnanimous attitude, not only Jiang's father but also Jiang's mother looked at him with surprise in their eyes.

No matter what this guy's background was, at least this kind of magnanimity was not something ordinary young people possessed.

Then everyone passed straight through the estate's villa and out the back door to the back yard of the estate.

The entire estate was surrounded by a river, and in the backyard, the vegetation was lush, the stream babbled, and willows grew in abundance, creating a shade that made the place look like an earthly paradise.

The ground was covered with carefully cultivated grass, so soft and green that it felt like entering an emerald sea, quite delightful indeed.

As soon as Ye Feng stepped onto the grass, he felt invigorated, as if embracing nature, and that bodily and mental comfort made a deep intoxication spread across his face.

"What a place! Built beside the mountains and standing by the water, a true paradise on earth!"

Ye Feng's esteem for the old Jiang's vision increased by notches, choosing such a place as a dwelling was definitely an old man adept at cultivating his mind and soul!

Right then, by the side of the creek and under the weeping willows, sat four figures, each with a fishing rod in hand, engaged in fishing.

What drew Ye Feng's attention the most was an elderly man with a head full of silver hair.

This old man was dressed in a Tang suit, his face resembling Jiang's father by about sixty percent. However, he didn't have the deep wrinkles of an ordinary old man. Instead, his skin was rosy and smooth like a baby's, and his animated expression made him look exceptionally kind.

Beside the old man was a middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses, his face angular with a pair of dense, black eyebrows that gave him an authoritative air.

Next to him was a middle-aged woman clad in elegant clothes, her demeanor graceful but her features tightly packed in a severe expression.

The last one was a young man, whom Ye Feng recognized—it was Qi Jian!

Just as Ye Feng and his group entered the backyard, a hoary laughter echoed:

"Last night I had a dream. A fierce dragon came crossing the river, seeking refuge in the creek of my yard! Let's have a contest among us to see who can catch this fierce dragon!"

This statement came from the old man, who, after speaking to his fishing companions, turned to look at Ye Feng and the others entering the backyard:

"Come join in the fun! Today we are fishing for dragons! The contest is about recognizing, discerning, and identifying dragons!"

There was deep meaning in the old man's words, and upon hearing them, each individual turned to look at Ye Feng, their gazes filled with disdain, skepticism, and scrutiny!

Ye Feng, too, was stunned for a moment, then his gaze towards the old man became slightly more focused. In his first impression, this old man was much more formidable than Fang Derong and Old Zhao.

"Haha... Young man, don't be startled! Come on, have some fun with this old fellow and let's see how good you are at fishing for dragons," the old man said amiably, laughing at Ye Feng.

And of course, Ye Feng knew that this old man was the senior Mr. Jiang. After a chuckle, he shrugged:

"The old master has invited me, and I dare not refuse! Although I am not skilled in fishing, perhaps I might actually catch a dragon!"

Having said that, Ye Feng promptly picked up a set of brand-new fishing gear from beside him.

But upon hearing his words, the old Jiang Family master's eyes lit up, while the others' faces were filled with thick mockery and contempt.

They thought Ye Feng was boasting!

Even they didn't know what kind of dragon the old Jiang Family master spoke of, so naturally, Ye Feng wouldn't either, let alone catch one!

Moreover, Qi Jian's gaze toward Ye Feng was filled with resentment, clearly holding a grudge against Ye Feng for the trick he had pulled the day before. However, he held back from causing Ye Feng any trouble in the presence of the old Jiang Family master.

Seeing Ye Feng prepare the fishing gear with all seriousness, Jiang father and Jiang Ying became interested as well. They immediately picked up a set of fishing gear and some bait, and started fishing.

However, after they cast their lines into the river, they saw that Ye Feng was still standing in the same spot, staring absentmindedly at the stream.

"Ye Feng, what are you standing there for? Come and fish!" called out Jiang father, smiling at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng nodded, yet he didn't start fishing right away. Instead, he took a step forward, dipped his hand into the stream, then tasted it slightly with his mouth.

Ye Feng's actions, like tasting a dish, were measured, his tongue sampling the water as if savoring the flavor of the stream.

Seeing his actions, the rest were baffled. The elegant lady even scoffed:

"Young man, you were asked to fish, not to drink stream water! Besides, even though the stream looks clear, who knows what's in it!"

This elegant lady was none other than the old Jiang Family master's younger daughter, Jiang Ying's aunt—Jiang Lanlan.

She had heard from Qi Jian that Ye Feng was just a chauffeur, and now he even dared to woo Jiang Ying, which to her was like a toad lusting after swan meat.

Jiang Ying, being the most beautiful girl in the Jiang Family, was destined to marry into a wealthy and powerful family, forging a union of interests that would fortify the family's status.

And this man was disrupting the plans of the Jiang family members, so naturally, none would look kindly upon him.

Hearing her mother's words, a mocking smile emerged on the face of the little monk at her side:

"Hehe, we often bathe in this stream, we've bathed before, and we're still bathing now. You couldn't be tasting the flavor of our bathwater, could you?"

The little monk's words seemed to be in jest, but upon closer contemplation, it became clear that he was humiliating and scoffing at Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng seemed not to hear the underlying meaning in the little monk's words, and now he said with a smile:

"Water is the source of life, the mother of life! You and I are both life forms of this world, and we should respect water as we do our own mothers! Of course, you can also choose to look down upon, even mock and insult your mother. That's your own business!"

Ye Feng's words were both rebuttal and dismissal, snuffing out the mockery in the little monk's words and having included Jiang Lanlan in the rebuke.

At these words, both the little monk and Jiang Lanlan's faces turned ashen, ready to burst with anger.

But Ye Feng paid them no mind. He now went straight to the elderly Jiang Family master and, looking at the bucket full of fish, said with a smile:

"I wonder if the old master might lend me some fish? In return, I'll give you a dragon!"

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