Chapter 8: Crimson Dragon
Feng Feiyun was a romantic fourteen year old. Today, he was wearing a purple silk robe with his hair neatly tied behind his neck, and he had a paper fan in his hand; he revealed an unprecedented handsome look, like never before.
Feng Feiyun was already good looking and today, he was like a young scholar. After practicing the “Immortal Phoenix Physique”, his temperament and expression was brighter than the light; he was, in addition to all of this, accompanied by the air of a romantic wanderer.
Even his two servants, Feng Ping and Feng An, were dazed by his new look; they couldn’t see the resemblance to his normal self at all.
“Let us go! I am going to the Yin Gou Ward right now. What are you two waiting for? Hurry up and lead the way.”
Feng Feiyun loudly commanded.
The two servants regained their wits, then they led the way.
The Yin Gou Ward was situated in the prosperous south side area in Spirit State City. It had seven floors, and it was made from wooden bricks decorated with dragon and phoenix carvings. It become a well known symbol of the city.
There were weapons, strange treasures, medicinal pills, armors... Basically, anything that had to do with cultivation, this place had it. However, a regular person couldn’t buy anything here.
“Ehhh, isn’t this Young Master Feng? Which wind brought the great you here? Please come in, please come in!”
Zheng Dongliu was the manager of the Yin Gou Ward, and his age was over sixty. He knew a lot of people and with his sharp eyes, he immediately recognized Feng Feiyun.
Although his eyes wouldn’t be considered to be forged by heaven’s fire and all seeing, they were indeed knowledgeable and sensitive the moment it came to judging people.
It was Feng Feiyun’s first time visiting the Yin Gou Ward, but his dad was the tyrant of Spirit State City; thus, he had already been added to the important person list. This was a young master, so he needed to be well received.