Chapter 643 - 178: Is It Possible That What They Fear Is Actually Me?
"It’s really like this!"
As Ye Liuyun spoke.
Xie Ling’Er realized it too, looked around at the carriage’s interior, and couldn’t help but sigh.
"I never thought there would be such a Spiritual Artifact in the world!"
Although she had heard that spiritual artifacts in the world were myriad and all-encompassing, she never thought that even a carriage could be a type of spiritual artifact.
It was easy to imagine.
Such a spiritual artifact must be extremely rare; even with the Xie family’s capabilities, it would surely be no easy feat to collect.
Even so.
Xie Fenghao still gifted it to Ye Liuyun as a present.
From this, it could be seen that Xie Fenghao was truly willing to spend a huge fortune to win Ye Liuyun over.
"It seems that your family Patriarch really values me!"
After scanning around, Ye Liuyun withdrew his gaze.
Since others dared to give it, Ye Liuyun naturally wouldn’t shy away from accepting it; wouldn’t it be unreasonable to return something once it’s in your hands?
Just right, his courtyard was spacious enough to keep a carriage without any issue.
"Sir has limitless prospects, the Patriarch can naturally see that!"
Upon hearing Ye Liuyun’s words, Xie Ling’Er smiled and agreed.
Not foolish.
Xie Ling’Er could easily see the reason behind Xie Fenghao’s generosity.
Ultimately.
The world still revolves around reality; everything still depends on strength.
A carriage-type spiritual artifact surprised Ye Liuyun briefly, but only just so.
Soon, Ye Liuyun did not give it another thought.
The carriage was driven by an experienced hand arranged by the Xie family, so there was no need to worry.
"Hmm?"
Inside the carriage.
As they were about to leave the Xie family’s territory, Ye Liuyun seemed to sense something.
His half-closed eyes suddenly opened.
"What’s wrong?"
Leaning beside Ye Liuyun, Xie Ling’Er noticed his movements and curiously looked over.
Unclear about Ye Liuyun’s reaction.
"Something interesting is happening!"
"Interesting?"
For a moment, Xie Ling’Er didn’t quite grasp what Ye Liuyun meant.
But the next moment.
The previously speeding carriage suddenly stopped, and outside, the driver’s hesitant voice emerged.
"S-Sir! Up ahead,..."
He seemed unsure whether to continue the journey.
Before he could finish, Ye Liuyun’s figure directly emerged from the carriage.
"Wait a moment!"
After all, returning to the Great Qian Imperial City wouldn’t be affected by such a delay.
"Yes, Sir!"
Upon hearing Ye Liuyun’s words, the driver no longer hesitated, nodding obediently, and Xie Ling’Er also stepped out of the carriage.
After seeing the situation ahead, her gaze obviously froze for a moment.
"What is that?"
...
Ding Feichen, as the third son of Ding’s Escort Agency, appeared to have a glamorous identity, but in reality, his position within the Ding family was extremely awkward.
Being born from a maid.
His father once considered abandoning Ding Feichen, but fortunately, Ding Feichen showed excellent cultivation talent from an early age, allowing him to stay in the family.
Even so.
His father had publicly stated.
His escort agency could be passed on to any offspring but never to Ding Feichen. Perhaps in his view, providing Ding Feichen with food, drink, and a chance to cultivate was already a kind of blessing.
Want to inherit his escort agency?
That would never happen!
Regarding all this, Ding Feichen acted like an outsider, never showing any anger.
Even when faced with ’brothers’ whose cultivation and talent were inferior, who made things difficult for him, he always humbly and submissively showed no complaints, seemingly accepting reality.
But in truth.
Ding Feichen kept all emotions hidden in his heart.
’Become strong! I must become stronger than anyone!’
Because he was allowed to remain due to showing cultivation talent, upon realizing this, Ding Feichen understood.
In this world, everything is false, only strength is true; the humiliations faced now would ultimately mean nothing as long as he became stronger, even surpassing his father.
Once greatly strengthened, all mocking voices would turn into praise and compliments.
While not yet completely strong, being kind to people and forming good relationships was the mask Ding Feichen wore for himself.
Building friendships with skilled individuals—regardless of the outcome, succeeding in one was good.
One must admit, Ding Feichen was quite clever.
Such behavior indeed made Ding Feichen’s life within the Ding family much better; at least, even if some people looked down on him, they only spoke behind his back and never directly to him.
And Ding Feichen endured all of this.
In order to wait for an opportunity.
Waiting for a chance to control everything.
But now.
"Damn! Damn! Damn it!"
Covered in injuries, Ding Feichen was swiftly fleeing.
Pursued relentlessly by Tian Zheng and his followers.
Though Ding Feichen wasn’t worried about Tian Zheng, the servant beside him had cultivation two minor realms above his own, and his combat experience far exceeded his own.