Ling Zhenfei said, "That's right, I've just thought of this. When the time comes, let your brother release an announcement saying the Emperor position is being passed to Gu Feng, not overthrown. This way, Gu Feng saves face, and doesn't your family save even more face."

"At that time, ask Gu Feng for a place, not a too large piece of land, just enough for a town, and let your brother continue as the local emperor."

Mao Xuejing was slightly surprised: "Will this work? If it really does, that would be an excellent result."

"If I say it will work, it will. As long as your brother doesn't take action, I'll talk to Gu Feng about it."

Mao Xuejing felt touched, speaking tenderly: "I think the smartest decision I ever made was choosing to marry you."

"Don't speak so formally, we're still family."

The two hung up the phone, and Ling Zhenfei finally felt relieved.

For both Gu Feng and Mao Sharlu, not fighting was the best option, a good thing for both sides, and even better for Ling Zhenfei.

If they had truly started fighting, Ling Zhenfei would have been in a difficult position with both sides.

He Kun said, "It seems your status is truly high, the key to bringing harmony between these two parties."

Ling Zhenfei said, "I have no choice, I can't just sit by and do nothing."

He Kun said, "They're lucky to have a friend like you. Otherwise, who knows what would happen if they fought to the death and both lost severely."

Indeed, Ling Zhenfei thought of such situations too often, like a mantis stalking a cicada, with a sparrow behind.

Moergawa was never a big country, just an Island Nation, with a population of only millions, and a small army. It would be simple for someone to cause trouble.

If the army weren't small, Zhou Kui wouldn't have been wiped out in one night, mainly because the army was small.

Ling Zhenfei chatted with He Kun, realizing He Kun was indeed very smart. If he weren't, he wouldn't have reached the Zhiyi Boundary at such a young age relying solely on his talent.

"He Kun, I'm leaving soon. If you wish to stay in Moergawa, I can recommend you to Gu Feng's side. Your skills should be highly useful.

If you prefer not to stay in Moergawa, you can come with me to Huaxia. My home is at the foot of Xianling Mountain, where cultivation is faster."

Actually, Ling Zhenfei was asking He Kun whether he preferred being an official or focusing on cultivation.

He Kun chuckled and said, "Actually, I have a third choice. For us cultivators, especially those persevering and reaching beyond the Zhiyi Boundary, we are truly fortunate.

Cultivators in the Zhiyi state are free from illness and have great strength, legends among mortals, and live long lives.

However, after reaching the Zhiyi Boundary, we face two choices: whether to live a carefree life for a lifetime, or continue cultivation to the Dawen Realm. I think once we reach the Zhiyi state and learn the benefits of higher realms, many would want to know the benefits of the Dawen Realm.

It's like exploring alone in the wilderness and suddenly seeing a house ahead; you'd be very curious about what's inside."

"So, what do you choose?" Ling Zhenfei asked curiously, looking at He Kun.

He Kun said, "Of course, I also want to continue cultivating higher. But I find cultivation is about opportunity. Hasting leads to failure. In the deep mountains, while focusing solely on cultivation, although progressing, the growth is slow.

Oddly enough, amidst the bustling city enjoying life's splendor, advancing quickly during evening cultivation. So, I choose not to be confined; I want to travel around.

Accompany you around Huaxia, then wander elsewhere. Moergawa is my home; I have to return here. I also adore this place."

Upon hearing He Kun's words, it must be said his understanding of cultivation is indeed remarkable, a perception not easily achieved by ordinary people.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Alright, I'll take you back to Huaxia. You might gain different insights in other places."

The two talked until noon when Mao Xuejing called.

"I've convinced my brother; we can follow your plan. Let's all sit and discuss."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Alright, then come over tonight. I've arranged for Gu Feng to chat."

"I'm already on the way by boat, should arrive before dusk."

"Alright, I'll be waiting."

The two hung up and Ling Zhenfei immediately called Gu Feng.

"Brother, I was just about to call. The place is already fixed up for you, ready to move in."

Gu Feng sounded genuinely happy, perhaps even excited.

Ling Zhenfei said, "No rush for that. I have serious matters; don't take action. Tonight, you, me, Mao Xuejing, and Mao Sharlu will talk."

Gu Feng paused, surprised: "You've convinced them."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Let's talk about it tonight. Mao Sharlu showed me respect, and you must do the same."

Gu Feng said, "We're brothers; mine is yours. But if they propose anything unreasonable, I won't agree."

Ling Zhenfei assured, "Don't worry, Mao Xuejing is smart, knowing what requests to make and not to make."

Gu Feng said, "Alright, I'll be at Snow Mountain Castle tonight."

Ling Zhenfei said, "I'll prepare first; you surely haven't tasted my cooking yet, so prepare your palate for a treat tonight."

Gu Feng burst into laughter, "You can cook, brother?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "Just wait and see; you'll eat your own tongue."

"I can't believe it. My taste is peculiarly discerning; if it's not good, I won't even nibble."

"Relax, if it's not good, I'll cook forever."

After a few more words, they hung up.

Ling Zhenfei felt a sense of connection with Gu Feng despite knowing him for a short time, as if they were long-lost friends. Their personalities and temperaments were incredibly compatible.

Ling Zhenfei could tell Gu Feng deeply cared for him; though they were sworn brothers, to some, it might seem flimsy as paper, but for others, it's as genuine as blood relations.

Such was the bond between Gu Feng and Ling Zhenfei, and for Ling Zhenfei, it felt as if he had found a long-lost brother. The feelings were truly unique.

Ling Zhenfei sailed forward, gradually docking, and headed toward the castle under He Kun's guidance.

Because of the fight last night, some buildings were damaged, but most remained intact.

This small island had been well established by Song Mingyi. The buildings were stunning, painted in vibrant colors reminiscent of European architecture.

However, some gorgeous Huaxia-style structures were also interspersed, which were undoubtedly historic.

Walking along the streets, Ling Zhenfei found himself appreciating this architectural style.

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