Return to the Feast Again

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It wasn't until his clothes were damp that Wang Anfeng snapped back to reality. The Green Dappled Horse beside him waited quietly. Its mane was like disheveled hair, and its pupils were golden vertical slits, like dragons or snakes, hinting at its extraordinary nature. Wang Anfeng reached out and patted the horse's back, sighing, "You'll have to follow me now..."

"Don't worry, I won't mistreat you."

The horse gently shifted its body. Wang Anfeng tidied its fur, and his palm slid to the side of the saddle, where it bumped against something hard. He paused slightly and reached back to pull it out. It was a dagger with a thick leather sheath. The blade was like frost and snow, thin yet tough.

The hilt of the dagger was carved with intricate patterns. Not only was it beautiful, but it also prevented slipping, showing the care taken by the person who made it. A line of small characters was carved on it, extremely fine yet perfectly clear. Wang Anfeng looked at it under the moonlight and said softly, "To Xue Qinshuang of the Xue Family on her seventh birthday. Wishing you peace and joy."

"Xue Family... Qinshuang..."

"Xue Qinshuang..."

Wang Anfeng murmured the name softly. Though it was just two simple characters, they filled his heart with an indescribable joy and happiness. He repeated it several times, then thought for a moment, put the dagger away, and resolved in his heart to return it to Xue Qinshuang when they met again in the martial arts world.

Imagining their reunion, he felt a surge of joy and couldn't help but smile. He seemed to fear being discovered, looking around, but there was no one there. The smile on the young man's face grew even more pronounced. He patted the Green Dappled Horse beside him and said, "Horse, oh horse, I've never ridden before, but with the sky like this, I definitely won't make it if I run. Brother Huangfu and Brother Xiahou are still at the villa, and the silver needles Aunt gave me are still in the package. Please carry me there."

The Green Dappled Horse naturally didn't answer, only snorted. Wang Anfeng placed his right hand on the horse's back and swung himself onto it. This horse, which looked as fiery as it was spirited, didn't resist at all. The young man on its back was as light as air, making it seem effortless. Wang Anfeng gently shook the reins and shouted, "Giddy up!"

A flicker of golden flame seemed to ignite in the vertical pupils of the horse beneath him. It started to move forward, not very fast at first. But after sensing that the person on its back could handle such speed, the horse let out a soft neigh, and faint lightning patterns appeared on its four hooves. Its speed suddenly surged, and to the eyes of those who hadn't practiced martial arts, it shot out like a bolt of green lightning.

The moon had just risen then, and before it was high in the sky, the horse had already covered hundreds of miles. It galloped along the mountain path like the wind and stopped steadily before Willow Catkin Villa, its front hooves tapping the ground lightly, snorting with apparent satisfaction.

"So fast, cough..."

Wang Anfeng slid off the horse's back, his face pale. Despite his robust physique, his legs felt weak as he landed, and his stomach convulsed. If the One Zen Skill hadn't been circulating, he would have likely thrown up right in front of the gleaming plaque.

"Young Hero, are you alright?"

The two guards on duty were stunned for a moment before rushing forward. One reached out to help Wang Anfeng, while the other tried to take the Green Dappled Horse's reins. However, he was suddenly glared at and froze in place, a bead of cold sweat forming on his forehead.

"No, no need, cough cough cough, thank you..."

Wang Anfeng politely declined the guard who tried to help him, placed his hand on the horse's back, and said with lingering fear, "Horse... you're truly amazing..."

The Green Dappled Horse neighed, and a trace of extreme intelligence and pride could be seen on its face. The two guards, who had seen much, were also astonished. The guard who had tried to take the horse's reins recovered and took a step back, repeatedly exclaiming, "This horse has such strong spirit!"

"A rare horse worth a thousand pieces of gold!"

The guard on the left, around thirty years old, looked at Wang Anfeng. He had seen Wang Anfeng enter the villa that morning. He smiled and said, "Young Hero, the moon is just rising. The Manor Lord has prepared a banquet in the training grounds. If you go now, it's not too late. Many young heroes, and the young master who accompanied you today, are all there."

Wang Anfeng was slightly taken aback, then cupped his fists:

"Thank you, big brother, for the reminder."

He patted the Green Dappled Horse again and said, "Horse, let's go..."

The Green Dappled Horse shook its mane. Though it had been quite spirited moments ago, it now obediently followed Wang Anfeng, heading into the villa. The guard behind them watched Wang Anfeng's retreating figure and exclaimed, "What a spirited horse, what bearing! I heard he won nine consecutive matches today, his might was invincible. Heh heh, now that's what you call riding a fine horse in fine clothes!"

"You kid, if those noble family disciples heard you, wouldn't they whip you with their horsewhips?"

His companion glared at him, but the latter showed no signs of remorse. They exchanged a few more low words when they suddenly heard faint footsteps nearby. The left hand instinctively fell to the mechanical hidden weapons at his waist, his eyes sharply fixed on the spot. The foliage rustled as it was pushed aside, and a person emerged.

The guards' tense nerves relaxed, and their hands moved away from their weapons. The more experienced guard on the left cupped his fist in a bow and respectfully said, "Your Excellency..."

Swish!

A sharp whistling sound suddenly erupted, cutting off the guard's voice. Two cold lights instantly pierced the throats of the guards on the left and right. Warm blood sprayed onto the pillars of Willow Catkin Villa's plaque, looking even more dazzlingly crimson under the moonlight.

"Haha, Anfeng, you've finally arrived."

Huangfu Xiong laughed heartily upon seeing Wang Anfeng arrive and beckoned him over. Wang Anfeng carefully settled the Green Dappled Horse in front of Xue Qinshuang's original pavilion. Seeing Xiahou and Huangfu, Wang Anfeng felt a slight sense of relief. There was an empty seat beside them, clearly prepared for him, so he quickly walked over.

"You're something else, disappearing for the whole day. We both thought you weren't coming."

Huangfu chuckled, then asked, "How was it? Did you find Thirteen?"

Wang Anfeng was slightly taken aback. He didn't know how to answer, nor did he know if the two before him knew Xue Qinshuang's true identity. He hesitated for a moment, while Huangfu Xiong looked at him with great curiosity. Just then, Xiahou Xuan, who was sitting upright, raised his fan and lightly struck Huangfu Xiong on the forehead, softly reprimanding him, "Control yourself. Can't this fine wine shut your mouth?"

He then looked at Wang Anfeng with a look of disdain and said, "What a stench you have. The banquet is about to begin, take your seat first. After the banquet, clean yourself up properly."

Wang Anfeng felt a sense of relief and smiled sheepishly at his words. He then took the empty seat next to Xiahou Xuan. Bowls and chopsticks were already set on the table. A cup of clear tea emitted a faint aroma. Unlike the others, Wang Anfeng was slightly surprised and his gaze fell on Xiahou Xuan's table. A white jade teapot sat on a delicate brazier, also emitting a faint tea fragrance. Xiahou Xuan noticed his gaze and said with a cold laugh, "No use looking, there's only this one cup."

Wang Anfeng chuckled and cupped his fists.

"Thank you for that, Brother Xiahou."

He sat down, picked up the teacup, and drank it in one go. He felt a warmth flow down his throat, then transform into a misty current that surged into his body. His previously sore muscles felt as if they had taken a hot bath in the dead of winter, becoming completely refreshed and comfortable. Even his depleted internal force began to regenerate, becoming even purer than before, causing his expression to falter slightly.

Just then, Huangfu Xiong, to the right of Xiahou Xuan, waved his large hand, and a long sword landed on his table. The hilt bore the pattern of the Dragon Roaming Moon Gazing Sword. Meeting Wang Anfeng's stunned gaze, he chuckled, "Today's events were largely initiated by my speaking out. I can't give you the prize for nine consecutive victories, so take this Dragon Roaming Moon Gazing Sword. A gentleman carries a sword; even if you can't use it, it'll serve to maintain appearances. At the very least, it'll be handy for chopping trees."

Huangfu Xiong's words were spoken without reservation, and everyone in the training ground could basically hear them. Wang Bai's face grew even more ashen. Wang Anfeng looked at the boisterous Huangfu Xiong and didn't stand on ceremony. He placed the sword on the table and said with a smile, "Then I won't stand on politeness... However, to be honest, this sword isn't particularly handy for chopping trees."

Huangfu Xiong was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter, "Indeed, indeed, hahaha, it can only be used to maintain appearances."

Young Master Xiahou rolled his eyes and sneered, "Vulgar."

Dong dong dong--

Just then, the sound of bells rang out loudly, and a long, drawn-out voice announced:

"Old Master Liu has arrived..."