Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures-War of the Primordial Era: A True Confession (2)

***Yan's face turned bright red, almost as if it were about to bleed.

"Oh dear, I'm so embarrassed, so embarrassed! What should I do, what should I do... He must know I lied just now! What should I do, explain to him... But what can I say? Should I say I've fallen for him...? Oh no, that won't do... Hmm... I can say I share a name with that ***Yan, but I already said I'm not ***Yan..." ***Yan's mind was completely blank; she had no idea what to do.

"Brother, would you like to have a few drinks with me?" Zhang Xingfeng's voice suddenly rang out.

Upon hearing this, Feng Tiejun glanced at Wang Shan, who was lying on the ground groaning, and then at his sister, whose face was flushed. He laughed heartily and said, "Alright, since you're so hospitable, brother, I won't stand on ceremony. Hahaha!" Feng Tiejun could easily tell that his sister seemed to be involved in this matter, and he also greatly admired the handsome Zhang Xingfeng.

Feng Tiejun put the spear aside and sat down with an air of authority.

Zhang Xingfeng immediately smiled, stood up, and poured wine for ***Yan's older brother. He always trusted his intuition very much. Although he had some doubts earlier, he was now certain, based on ***Yan's older brother's shout just now and ***Yan's appearance at this moment.

She glanced at *** Yan, whose face was flushed and who didn't know what to do, and smiled.

Suddenly, Yan stomped her foot and rushed into her room, not caring about anything else. After all, Zhang Xingfeng already knew, and if she stayed there, wouldn't she be embarrassed?

"Good wine indeed! How long has it been? When did my sister get such good wine? I didn't know. Wait, brother, this wine pot of yours is no ordinary item!" Feng Tiejun enjoyed taking a sip of the fine wine, but was instantly attracted by Zhang Xingfeng's wine pot!

Even someone as formidable as Wang Shan couldn't grasp the true value of this wine pot. Feng Tiejun, with his Fourth Rank martial arts prowess, could barely discern the faint blue light that occasionally swirled around it. Feng Tiejun, who had frequented wealthy households in the capital, had never seen a wine pot like this before!

Zhang Xingfeng smiled slightly and said calmly, "It's nothing, just a wine pot I made before!"

Feng Tiejun was stunned for a moment before he reacted. "You made this?" His expression showed extreme surprise. Of course he was surprised. What kind of wine pot was this? It even had a faint blue light lingering around it. This was incredible. Feng Tiejun believed that the person who could make such a divine work must at least be a national-level master!

"Oh, my apologies for my abruptness. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Feng Tiejun, and I'm currently just a lowly patrol leader in this far west!" Feng Tiejun chuckled self-deprecatingly. He was already in his twenties when his family fell on hard times. His youngest and most extravagant days were spent in luxurious places, associating with the sons of powerful and influential figures. Being a patrol captain really wasn't anything to boast about.

Zhang Xingfeng smiled slightly and said, "Brother Feng, it turns out that your sister and I were classmates. My name is Zhang Xingfeng."

Feng Tiejun was stunned, his mind went blank for a moment.

"Zhang Xingfeng... the God of War Zhang Xingfeng... the Marquis Zhang Xingfeng... the former Third Young Master of the Zhang Family!" Even with his thick skin and strong mental fortitude, Feng Tiejun couldn't withstand such a shock!

Who is Zhang Xingfeng? His battle against the Liao Kingdom was absolutely unparalleled throughout history—killing over a million while suffering fewer than two thousand casualties! This wasn't just a war; it was a miracle! "God of War"... that's the title all soldiers bestowed upon Zhang Xingfeng! Even in the far west, where there was no war, Zhang Xingfeng's name was legendary!

Feng Tiejun was no ordinary citizen; he knew Zhang Xingfeng better. Back then, he was a child who had been expelled from the Aristocratic Clan. When Feng Tiejun learned of this, he could only sigh and say, "Another little guy sacrificed for the interests of his Lineage."

But this little guy shocked everyone. Upon arriving in the capital, he immediately bought a former prince's mansion. Of course, this mansion was still covered by an array, limiting its living space to a few rooms. However, it later appeared that the array had been broken. An array that countless masters of array formations couldn't crack was broken by a child, or perhaps by one of his subordinates!

But that's not all. The birth of Dragon Soaring further shrouded this little guy in mystery, and the name of Dragon Soaring Jade Shop was known to every high-ranking figure in the entire Ming Dynasty.

At the National Martial Academy, he was even more exceptional. His stunning strike during the assessment revealed that this eight-year-old had already reached the Third Rank Realm! Eight years old, third rank! This was unimaginable. In the past, even eight-year-olds hadn't reached the Innate realm!

Ten years of silence culminated in a spectacular explosion. The battle at the Yuwen Family was known to everyone in the capital. Feng Tiejun didn't know the true power of the Aristocratic Clan, but he knew that there were experts in the world who surpassed the First-grade realm, and the Li Family at least had them! And quite a few at that. The one who fought Zhang Xingfeng at the Yuwen Family that day was from the Li Family, and he was a true expert from the Li Family!

At this moment, Feng Tiejun knew that Zhang Xingfeng had surpassed the First-grade realm and reached a realm that he could hardly imagine and a height that was difficult for him to reach!

The subsequent wars cemented Zhang Xingfeng's status as an invincible war god, a legendary war god! In the hearts of the people, Zhang Xingfeng's position even surpassed that of the emperor! Zhang Xingfeng was a god! An omnipotent god! He killed a million while suffering less than two thousand casualties himself!

Feng Tiejun's breathing became somewhat disordered; he was at a loss for words. He had no doubt about the white-haired young man's identity—given the white hair and the wine jug! Most importantly, it was his demeanor—an elegant and otherworldly air. Feng Tiejun believed that such a person would disdain impersonating someone else!

In his eyes, Zhang Xingfeng was someone far above him, someone he could never get to know. He was even proud that his sister had once spoken with Zhang Xingfeng.

"You are Zhang Xingfeng? The God of War Zhang Xingfeng?" Feng Tiejun finally managed to say it with difficulty.

Zhang Xingfeng knew this title of God of War. When they returned to the capital after the great war with the Liao Kingdom, the troops outside the city for ten miles were all shouting "God of War!" When Zhang Xingfeng heard Feng Tiejun say this, he just smiled and nodded.

"Why value someone's glory so much? You and I are both subjects of the Ming Dynasty, we are equal, and your sister and I are friends, even though she just said she's not ***Yan!" Zhang Xingfeng said with a smile.

Feng Tiejun quickly calmed State of Mind down; perhaps the life he had led over the years had made him indifferent. Thinking of his younger sister, Feng Tiejun a pang of guilt. He sighed deeply, grabbed a wine jug from the nearby inn, and poured some wine into his mouth. Putting down the jug, he smiled bitterly.

"My little sister... Sigh... My Feng family has truly let her down. The Feng family has been a scholarly family for generations, but unfortunately, I, as her older brother, have no interest in literature, and my father was even less accomplished, only knowing how to put on airs. The family fell into ruin, and I joined the army, just to earn some money. Of course, the main reason was that I also liked the army. I initially asked my father to take care of my sister, but I never expected... I never expected that she would never enjoy any happiness. Instead, she sold all her jewelry and opened an inn at the age of thirteen, which she has been running ever since. Now, it's my sister who takes care of my father! Sigh..."

For a moment, both people at the table fell silent.

Zhang Xingfeng sensed Feng Tiejun's helplessness. That lively Spiritual Qi little girl from years ago was already running her own inn at thirteen? Zhang Xingfeng couldn't imagine the hardships she must have endured. For a moment, Zhang Xingfeng felt a surge of affection for ***Yan.

"She should be protected and cared for! A thirteen-year-old girl running an inn?" Zhang Xingfeng was furious, furious that Feng Tiejun, as the eldest brother, hadn't taken good care of *** Yan! Although he had only had a few interactions with *** Yan back then, he had already fallen deeply in love with this little girl, just like he loved Xiangyu.

"You bastard, you actually let your sister open an inn at the age of thirteen! What kind of brother are you?!" Zhang Xingfeng suddenly roared at Feng Tiejun.

The surrounding guests immediately began to clamor. In their eyes, Feng Tiejun was not comparable to local tyrants like Wang Shan. Not only was he a high-ranking military officer, but he also possessed extremely high martial arts skills; in the far west, no one could rival him! And most importantly, this was his sister's inn! It was Feng Tiejun's territory, and now someone dared to insult him here—this was Feng Tiejun!

Hearing the noise behind him, Zhang Xingfeng frowned, feeling a bit annoyed. He turned around and coldly said to the guys, "Get lost!"

The guests were taken aback, and then realized that the white-haired young man was talking to them. How dare he provoke them! These guys all rolled up their sleeves, ready to explode in anger.

Zhang Xingfeng's icy aura suddenly erupted!

Fear, a fear that emanated from the depths of their souls, made everyone feel their very being tremble. The sound of their heartbeats was so clear, louder than thunder, and everyone felt waves of dizziness.

Suddenly, Zhang Xingfeng turned around and looked at Feng Tiejun, his imposing aura naturally subsiding.

Those who had escaped death fled immediately, running incredibly fast. It wasn't that they wanted to escape; it was a command from the depths of their souls, an instinctive drive to flee! Only when they were far away from the inn did they come to their senses. They didn't even know why they were outside the inn, but they were all thankful to have left!

Feng Tiejun didn't care about what had just happened. He just smiled bitterly and drank. He took all the wine from the surrounding tables and drank it!

Meanwhile, Yan, who was in the room, secretly walked to the edge of the hall. She had come out immediately after Zhang Xingfeng uttered that cold word "Get out," and she didn't know what had made Zhang Xingfeng so angry.

At this moment, ***Yan, who was standing by the hall, saw her brother drinking continuously, his face showing frustration, helplessness, and pain!

"Why, why? Because I was bewitched. When I found out my sister had opened an inn, I wanted to leave the army to help her, regardless of punishment or my ideals. But, but you know what... I fell in love with the general's daughter, Feng Yu. I couldn't leave her. I was like a novice falling into love for the first time. I forgot everything, even my sister. I only knew her. I even felt that my life belonged to her!"

Unbeknownst to Feng Tiejun, tears welled up in his eyes as his steely hands gulped down the wine from the flask.

"But... but... but ***, I'm just a lowly soldier, a soldier with no status whatsoever. When I confessed my feelings to her, do you know what she said?"

Feng Tiejun's expression was complex, containing pain, resentment, and helplessness.

"She smiled and said to me, 'If you were still the son of a high-ranking official, I might consider it, but for now, you're still your patrolman!' I'll never forget that look—that contemptuous look, that disdainful look, that disgusted look. She looked at me like I was a beggar, like a pile of disgusting garbage!" Feng Tiejun cried.

Suddenly, Feng Tiejun laughed, "Now it's all right. I've passed the age of giving up everything for love. I won't complain about love anymore, nor will I contemplate suicide. Because I know I still have my younger sister, and I still have the responsibility to carry on the Feng family line. I must work hard... Back then, I was just a seventh-rank young fellow, and now I'm a Fourth Rank! Hahaha..."

Feng Tiejun laughed, a laugh filled with pain, yet also with a sense of nonchalance!

Zhang Xingfeng sighed. He knew that love could blind a person, could make a person disregard everything. Even someone with an extremely profound level of State of Mind cultivation would have their hair turn snow-white with grief after learning of Rou's death. He understood everything.

Zhang Xingfeng didn't say anything, but took out another wine pot from the bracelet. Zhang Xingfeng had refined nine of these wine pots in total, and the nine of them together could form a defensive formation.

Feng Tiejun took the wine jug Zhang Xingfeng gave him without saying a word, because all the wine jugs beside him were empty. He drank... and drank on and on... for lost love... for past naiveté... for past foolishness... and for her, now a wife...

Zhang Xingfeng smiled faintly and slowly sipped his drink.

Two people were drinking heavily from a wine jug, while the other slowly poured wine down his throat. Yet, the two wine jugs were never empty; they were always full.

The three who witnessed this scene: one was immersed in the past; one was grieving for her brother; and one knew why.

"Zhang Xingfeng, you must not let my sister down, or I will kill you, even if I am no match for you!" Suddenly, Feng Tiejun put down the wine pot, his eyes red, and stared at Zhang Xingfeng.

That gaze held expectation and hope, but also a ruthless, desperate ruthlessness!

Zhang Xingfeng stared at Feng Tiejun and said, "I will care about her, cherish her like the palm of my hand, and I will not let anyone bully her! Absolutely not!"

"I said, I won't allow you to let her down, do you understand?" Feng Tiejun's voice was tinged with anxiety.

"Let them down?" Zhang Xingfeng frowned.

"Don't you know? My sister has always liked you, from childhood until now, and that has never changed... Just to see you, she traveled all the way from the far west to the capital, searching for you among the ranks twenty miles outside the city... Do you know that? My sister likes you, she loves you!" Feng Tiejun's voice was practically roaring!

At this moment, ***Yan's figure appeared in the hall, her red dress so vibrant...

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