First Encounter with Aristocratic Families, Dressed in Finery and Riding Fine Horses

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Inside Hui Chuntang.

"Internal examination of the five zang-organs and six fu-organs, external comprehensive analysis of meridians, qi, blood, complexion, observing heaven and earth, verifying people, understanding one's nature and destiny, and exploring the divine and extreme transformations, thus the art of acupuncture is born. Its theory is most profound..."

Wang Anfeng, with his back to Feng Lan, recited the Chinese text of the Taisu Needle Technique with great familiarity. Feng Lan nodded slightly, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes, and said, "That's enough, Feng'er..."

"You have memorized this volume of Taisu Needle Technique word-for-word, but this is ultimately just theory on needle insertion. Why don't you stay here a while longer and get some initial practice with the needle points and techniques."

Wang Anfeng turned around and smiled, "Auntie treats me so well, I'd love to stay longer. But there's only Uncle Li at home, and I'm a bit worried."

Feng Lan heard this and couldn't insist further. She could only sigh helplessly and say with a slight reluctance, "I'm sorry to trouble you. Are you leaving today? Why not have lunch before you go?"

Wang Anfeng looked at the sky and shook his head, "No, Auntie."

"The villa isn't far. If you leave early, you might be back in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner."

Feng Lan saw that although his expression was gentle, it was also quite firm. She had to abandon her original thought and said, "Alright, be careful on the road. I've packed plenty of food for you in your bag. I've steeped two licorice roots in your water pouch; be careful when you drink. Don't get into any conflicts with others at your destination. But if you are bullied, you absolutely cannot tolerate it. That set of silver needles can transmit internal energy, which is of no use to us, so I've packed them for you as well. Remember..."

Listening to the woman's nagging words, Wang Anfeng felt no impatience, but rather a sense of warmth. He listened until she finished before slinging the pack onto his back and saying with a gentle smile, "Then Auntie, I'll be going now."

"Remember to be careful, be careful. Don't get involved in trouble."

"Yes, I know."

Leaving Hui Chuntang and walking onto the street, nearly ten days had passed since he treated Zhang Zhengyang. During these ten days, the city had been peaceful. Even when Zhang Zhengyang and others came to Hui Chuntang to get medicine and receive acupuncture, their expressions had visibly relaxed from their previous solemn tension. They even chatted and laughed, clearly indicating that the matter of the dangerous person had been resolved.

This was why Wang Anfeng felt more at ease leaving the city.

Before leaving Great Liang Village, Uncle Li had clearly explained the exact location of the villa. Therefore, after leaving the city, he only needed to slightly orient himself before employing the Vigorous Step Technique and hurrying on his way.

His One Zen Skill cultivation had broken through, making his footwork even faster. Channeling his internal energy, he moved like a galloping horse, stirring up waves of dust. It took him less than an hour to reach the foot of the mountain. Pressing his steps down and looking up, he saw a wide path extending from the main road, which after several miles, led directly into the elegant mountain peak.

The sides of the road were not planted with pines and cypats, but with extremely elegant, exotic trees, densely packed together. Wang Anfeng frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the avenue, and he thought to himself:

"Just building a mountain road, and it's almost as wide as a main road. The owner of this estate certainly has grand pretensions..."

He also saw the trees crowded together. While they looked elegant individually, at this moment they seemed like piles of money, lacking any refinement and exuding an air of crude extravagance. He felt a bit displeased, but Uncle Li's request had to be fulfilled. After hesitating for a moment, he chuckled inwardly:

"I'm just going to deliver something, and I won't be staying long. Why worry about these things?"

With this thought, he directly ascended the mountain path. However, after walking for only a short while, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from behind him. Wang Anfeng stepped aside, and a red, strong horse galloped past him, almost grazing him. Flames seemed to be spouting from its nostrils.

On the horse's back was a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old. His clothing was extremely luxurious, and his handsome features were full of arrogance. This wide avenue could accommodate five horses abreast, yet the horse passed by Wang Anfeng's side without deviation, clearly intentional. The horse's hooves landed in a puddle, splashing mud all over Wang Anfeng. The young man glanced back at him and then burst into laughter as he rode away, completely unconcerned.

"...Is this what they call the pampered sons of the wealthy, riding fine horses in fine clothes?"

Wang Anfeng smiled at his appearance and took out a piece of rough cloth from his person, bending down to wipe his clothes bit by bit. After all, they were just coarse cloth garments, and the stains were light after a moment's wiping. But as soon as he straightened up, several more strong horses galloped past, adding more dirt stains to his blue cloth clothes. The young men and women on them didn't even look back, let alone apologize. Their cheerful laughter faded into the distance.

Wang Anfeng stood by the roadside, holding the rough cloth, now also stained with mud, and looked at the arrogant young men and women. He wasn't angry, but rather found it somewhat amusing. He chuckled inwardly, "Father always said to know propriety and righteousness. These young masters from prominent families are probably too spoiled. This kind of childish behavior is something only five or six-year-old children in Great Liang Village would do... But I'll probably get a good beating when I get back." Thinking of the little devils running around Great Liang Village in their split pants, Wang Anfeng felt a pang of nostalgia. He reached up and touched the invitation in his bosom, "After delivering this invitation, I should be able to go back tomorrow."

"Uncle Li's grain stores are also almost empty..."

With that thought, he decided not to bother with the almost unremovable stains on his clothes and continued along the mountain path. However, after walking only a few hundred meters, he heard a crying sound. His expression faltered, and he hurried forward a few steps.

Turning a small bend, he saw a young girl in a gray short outfit lunging towards a young man riding a strong horse. The young man lightly tapped the horse's belly with his right foot, and the spirited horse naturally dodged forward.

The girl lunged too forcefully and lost her balance, falling to her knees on the ground. Her hands scraped against the ground, drawing blood. The young man, however, was still tossing a simple beaded hairpin and said with a laugh, "What's wrong? Although you bumped into my steed, I'm a generous young master. As long as you can touch my horse, I'll return it to you."

Hearing this, the girl tried to push herself up with her hands, but the mountain path was already rough, and her injured hands made it difficult to exert force. After struggling for a moment, she cried out in pain and collapsed completely onto the ground. The young man frowned slightly at the sight, looking rather bored. Another young man carrying a sword beside him spoke sharply, "Wang Bai, that's enough. This is Willow Catkin Villa, after all. You have to consider the owner, don't go too far."

The young man named Wang Bai glanced at him and sneered, "I didn't want to come here in the first place, why bother with this Phoenix Banquet? It's just to establish authority for those people... If they send me back, I'll be happy."

Although he said that, the young man still stopped his actions. He casually held the beaded hairpin and was about to throw it on the ground. But then he saw the girl's somewhat stubborn gaze and Wang Anfeng, who had quickly walked out and was half-crouching to help her up. An inexplicable anger surged within him, and he sneered, "I'll keep this hairpin for you. Our agreement still stands. As long as you can touch my horse, I'll return it to you. You can find someone to help you."

"Giddy up!"

With that, he pulled on the reins. The fiery steed beneath him neighed loudly. Even on the mountain path, it moved as if on level ground, galloping far away. The three companions beside him didn't even glance at the girl kneeling on the ground with blood flowing from her hands, nor at Wang Anfeng who was helping her up. They simply urged their horses to catch up with their companion, and the muffled sounds of the young men and women's conversations could be heard.

"Wang Bai's temper is really quite bad..."

"His father forced him to come here, so his temper is naturally bad. But that servant was just unlucky, can't blame anyone."

"Heh heh, Young Master Song, isn't that a bit much..."

"How is it too much... How can a mere servant compare to that Mad Lion Treading Cloud Steed? Besides, didn't that mud-covered fellow just go over there?"

"Indeed, indeed. Miss Yu, Brother Song, shouldn't we hurry to catch up with Brother Wang? The Phoenix Banquet is full of talented individuals and fine jade. Why waste time on these trivial matters?"

"You're right... It's just that Wan'er is too indecisive."

"Not at all, not at all. Miss Song is so kind-hearted. Those two servants should be eternally grateful."