The Call

The Huaxia Nation had a decent harvest from the battle on Mist Island. However, Muya Jing was an absolute treasure, and no one would ever have enough! When news of Luo Feng's arrival in Kyoto Base City spread, the high-ranking officials of the Huaxia Nation immediately began to act. Luo Feng himself, however, discreetly took a regular car to visit his great-aunt with his family.

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Inside a residential complex.

Ding-dong, ding-dong.

Luo Feng and his three family members stood at the gate of a townhouse courtyard, his father Luo Hongguo pressing the doorbell.

“Don’t bother ringing the bell, no one’s home. Their old lady went to the hospital, and her son and daughter-in-law are there taking care of her,” an old man walking his dog called out.

“Oh?”

Luo Feng’s spiritual force spread out, sweeping over the villa. Indeed, there was no one inside.

“Excuse me, sir, which hospital?” Luo Feng asked.

“It must be our Tianjin City First People’s Hospital,” the old man said. “The old Tang family is quite wealthy; it would be strange if they didn’t go to the First People’s Hospital.”

...

Luo Feng and the other three sat in the car, one in the front passenger seat, three in the back.

“My great-aunt’s family is doing well, living in a villa. Much better than our family used to be,” Luo Hongguo said with a smile. “Now I can rest easy.”

“My great-aunt’s grandchildren were very smart as children, excellent in academics. They entered Kyoto University at 15. Now they work at a key national research institute, and that villa was allocated by the institute,” Luo Feng explained. This information was all in the data Liu Yan had sent him earlier.

Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan both smiled, “So smart! Just as smart as our children.”

Luo Feng and Luo Hua couldn’t help but exchange glances.

“Wahahaha, that’s called talent!” In the wrist guard’s space, Babata, comfortably soaking in a large bathtub, laughed heartily. “Luo Feng, it seems your high brain capacity is due to your Luo family bloodline. All four descendants with the Luo family bloodline born after the Grand Nirvana period are quite remarkable.”

“Not to mention you, your younger brother is also very smart, purely self-taught, and so good at playing the stock market. Your great-aunt’s grandchildren also carry a bit of your great-aunt Luo Hongqin’s bloodline, which is why they are also smart.”

“People with high brain capacity are inherently intelligent,” Babata said. “Of course, none of them are as strong as you… haha…”

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Outside a special ward in the First People’s Hospital in Tianjin City, one of the eight Great Guardian Cities of Kyoto Base City.

An old lady with white hair lay on the hospital bed, her face devoid of color. On the nearby sofa, a middle-aged couple lay sleeping, while a young man and woman were by the bed, talking to the old lady.

“Who are you?” one of the young women turned her head, looking suspiciously at the doorway.

It was Luo Feng’s family at the door.

Luo Hongguo walked over, looking at the old lady on the bed, his breathing a little hurried. The old lady also looked at the middle-aged man with slight confusion, then her expression changed, and she became a little agitated: “You, you are…” This made the middle-aged couple on the sofa get up.

“Mom, what’s wrong?” The couple both rushed over.

“Who are you?” The middle-aged man looked at Luo Hongguo with some wariness.

“You’re Tang Cheng, aren’t you?” Luo Hongguo looked at the middle-aged man. “In a blink of an eye, we’ve both grown old.”

“You are…” Tang Cheng looked at the person in front of him, puzzled.

Luo Hongguo couldn’t hold back his tears of excitement. He looked at the old lady, who struggled to sit up, carefully examining Luo Hongguo: “You’re… Hongguo?”

“Yes, it’s me, Hongguo! Great-aunt, you still recognized me!” Luo Hongguo immediately became emotional.

“It really is Hongguo. You look almost exactly like your father, that mouth…” The old lady excitedly reached out her withered hand and grabbed Luo Hongguo. “Hongguo, you’re still alive. Your great-aunt never thought she’d see you again before she died.”

“You’re my cousin?” The middle-aged man looked at Luo Hongguo in surprise.

“Mm.” Luo Hongguo nodded repeatedly.

“Oh my goodness, this, it’s been over forty years, Cousin! Cousin!!!” The middle-aged man, Tang Cheng, was also incredibly excited. How many families were torn apart by the Grand Nirvana period, how many survivors scattered across different regions? At that time, transportation and communication were cut off, and many national household registration records were lost.

“I recognized him at first glance,” the old lady said, overjoyed. “He looks almost exactly like my brother. Hongguo, where are your father and mother?”

Luo Hongguo shook his head slightly.

The old lady sighed softly upon seeing this.

“Xiao Feng, Xiao Hua, come here,” Luo Hongguo waved them over, then looked at the old lady. “Great-aunt, these are my two children.”

“Hongguo, you were just a little kid back then, and in a flash, you have two sons, and they’re so grown up. Come, let me see.” The old lady tried hard to open her eyes wide. Luo Feng and Luo Hua quickly walked to the bedside, and the old lady examined them carefully. “Mm, not bad, both are quite handsome, they have the look of our old Luo family!”

“Yongqing, Yongyuan, Xiao Feng, Xiao Hua, all of you come over. The four of you children should have a good chat,” the old lady called out.

Bang!

The door was suddenly kicked open, startling everyone in the ward. Everyone in the ward turned their heads in annoyance. Three people walked in from outside the ward door: a young man with cold eyes, followed by two burly men. Seeing these three… the great-aunt’s family’s expressions changed.

“What are you doing here?!” The great-aunt’s granddaughter, Tang Yongqing, stepped forward, a hint of anger on her face.

“Just to tell you, you have three more days to make your choice!” The cold-eyed young man stared coldly at Tang Yongqing. “Yongqing, you should know my temper!”

“You, you quickly get out of here, don’t stay here,” Tang Yongqing urged.

Her younger brother, Tang Yongyuan, stepped forward, angrily pointing at the young man: “Wang Xing’an! Don’t go too far. My sister and I are also First-tier researchers at the institute, you…”

“Bullshit!”

The cold-eyed young man glared at Tang Yongyuan. “I don’t even care about your institute, let alone you, a damn researcher. Kid, don’t think I won’t lay a hand on you just because of your sister. I’m giving your sister three more days… If she doesn’t agree after three days, not only your sister, but you, this little brat who has cursed me three times, I’ll deal with you both!”

“Three days…” The cold-eyed young man held up three fingers to Tang Yongqing, revealing a sinister smile. “Only three days left, my beautiful Yongqing. I really don’t want such a beautiful flower to wither away like this!”

Tang Yongyuan trembled with rage.

“Yongqing, what’s going on?” The middle-aged couple quickly asked.

“Dad, it’s nothing,” Yongqing quickly reassured them.

“Old man, listen up,” the cold-eyed young man looked at Tang Cheng, smiling slightly. “Within three days, if your daughter agrees to be my woman, your whole family will live well! Otherwise… I’ll send your whole family to hell! Your fate is now in Yongqing’s hands, haha…”

Luo Feng stood by, calmly observing the scene. Luo Hua looked at Luo Feng: “Brother?”

“Don’t rush, let’s see what he’s up to,” Luo Feng said calmly.

Luo Hua nodded.

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Tang Cheng and his wife were still completely bewildered. The old lady on the hospital bed also sat up and called out, “Yongqing, who exactly is this person? What’s going on?”

“Wang Xing’an, you already have so many women, why are you pestering my sister?!” Tang Yongyuan shouted angrily.

“I have no other hobbies; my hobby is collecting women of all flavors,” Wang Xing’an’s smile was sinister. “Look at your sister… tsk tsk tsk, although her appearance might score an 85, that scholarly temperament adds at least 20 points, surpassing a perfect score, truly captivating. I’m just missing one like her in my collection. Yongqing, if you resist, you know the consequences.”

“There’s a saying, if you can’t resist, just close your eyes and enjoy it,” Wang Xing’an’s smile broadened. “I really don’t want to destroy you with my own hands. You know how heartbroken I was when I destroyed those women who resisted me!” He said, clutching his chest.

“You pervert!” Tang Yongyuan shouted.

“Someone like you will never understand my thoughts,” Wang Xing’an’s eyes held a condescending pity as he looked at Yongyuan. “That angry expression, tsk tsk, in my eyes, you’re just an ant.” He then turned to Yongqing, his expression becoming somewhat desolate. “Yongqing, we were so good back then, you loved me, I loved you, wasn’t that great? You’re forcing me to use harsh methods. I’m a person who dislikes using my fists the most.”

Yongqing bit her lip.

“Clap! Clap!”

Applause rang out.

Everyone in the ward turned their heads in confusion. Wang Xing’an and his two subordinates also looked over, puzzled. They saw Luo Feng, dressed in a black casual shirt, gently clapping his hands, smiling as he looked at Wang Xing’an.

“I really don’t like it when someone shows off in front of me,” Wang Xing’an raised his chin slightly, his gaze cold as a viper. “He’s clapping. Second Brother, go break his hands.”

“Yes.”

A burly man grinned menacingly.

“Stop it!” Yongqing cried out, looking at Wang Xing’an, tears in her eyes. “I’ll agree, alright? Just don’t do this anymore, please don’t.”

“Haha, isn’t that great?” Wang Xing’an immediately raised his eyebrows and laughed. “Second Brother, come back. I’m a magnanimous man, I’ll spare…”

“I never expected to encounter something like this on a trip to Kyoto Base City.”

A voice spoke.

Everyone in the ward turned to look. It was Luo Feng who spoke. Wang Xing’an’s face immediately turned very ugly, his eyes instantly becoming sharp and cold: “You’re truly courting death.”

“Don’t interfere!” Yongqing looked at Luo Feng anxiously. “His name is Wang Xing’an, he’s from the Wang family in Kyoto City, and he controls a lot of the Wang family’s economic power. He’s also the newly designated first heir of the family, and his mother is from the Kyoto General Military Region…”

“I should call you Cousin, shouldn’t I?”

Luo Feng smiled, and Yongqing was stunned.

Luo Feng walked directly towards Wang Xing’an, approaching him very calmly.

“Who are you?” Wang Xing’an stared intently at Luo Feng.

“Who am I?”

Luo Feng grinned.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The paper next to the hospital bed suddenly tore into six pieces. The six pieces of paper rapidly spun and danced, cutting through six afterimages, and at a speed no one could react to, they sliced across Wang Xing’an’s shoulders, legs, spine, and lower abdomen! Only a tiny trickle of blood flew out, and those trickles of blood miraculously gathered in mid-air, forming a small blood sphere that landed in front of Luo Feng.

“You, you…” Wang Xing’an tried to struggle, but his entire body was completely paralyzed, only his head could move.

The entire ward suddenly fell silent. The two bodyguards were a bit dumbfounded… They clearly understood that the opponent was a spiritual force user! As for the others in the ward, Tang Yongqing and the rest stared blankly at Luo Feng, then at Luo Feng’s family. What exactly did this relative’s family do? Where did such a formidable person come from?

“How dare you lay a hand on me,” Wang Xing’an gritted his teeth in anger.

“That angry expression of yours…” Luo Feng looked down at Wang Xing’an on the ground. “In your words—in my eyes, you’re just an ant.”

“You’re courting death, courting death,” Wang Xing’an’s eyes were terrifyingly fierce.

“Courting death?”

Luo Feng looked at Wang Xing’an. “Tell me, who do you want to seek revenge from? Your mother has connections in the General Military Region? Oh, the Huaxia Nation’s top military figure is Jia Yi, a being beyond a Wargod. And your Wang family is one of the nine great families of the HR Alliance. The highest authority in the HR Alliance is the HR Alliance Council Speaker, Yisaduona!”

Luo Feng pulled out his phone from his pocket, opened his contact list, and pointed the screen at Wang Xing’an. “These two numbers in the middle, one is Jia Yi’s, and the other is HR Alliance Speaker Yisaduona’s. If you want them to get revenge on me, feel free to call… Don’t look at the other numbers, the one at the top belongs to ‘Hong,’ the Grand Hall Master of the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo.”