My Surname is Fei, Not Fei

The Hengshan Sect's Golden Basin Hand-Washing Ceremony was held at Liu Zhengfeng's manor. The venue was bustling with noise, and disciples from both Liu Zhengfeng's sect and the Hengshan Sect were working hard to maintain order.

Those attending the Golden Basin Hand-washing were mostly people from the Martial World. Since people in the Martial World tended to be hot-tempered and prone to violence, the Hengshan disciples were truly at their wits' end.

"Steward Fan, you've arrived!"

"Ah, Gang Leader Liu, you've arrived too!" a fat man with a demeanor like the Maitreya Buddha cupped his fists in greeting.

Two voices reached Li Hao's ears. They were two martial artists nearby talking; they clearly knew each other.

"Steward Fan, I wonder if there's any fresh news in the Martial World recently," Gang Leader Liu, the lean man beside him, asked, cupping his fists.

The Steward Fan he mentioned was an executive from Tianji Gate, the largest intelligence organization in Zongwu. He was privy to all the gossip in the Jianghu.

Of course, they were in the business of selling information, and they wouldn't reveal a single word of information that required payment.

"Fresh news? The hottest fresh news in the Jianghu right now is the dispute between the Quanzhen Sect and the Ancient Tomb Sect," the fat man said, stroking his plump chin as he thought.

"Brother Fan, please tell us, so we brothers can have a good laugh too." As soon as the fat man finished speaking, a large group of people gathered around.

These were no ordinary martial artists; they were all influential figures in Hengyang City, the controllers of various factions.

"Quanzhen Sect, Ancient Tomb Sect." Li Hao, who was resting in Yi Lin's embrace, perked up upon hearing these names.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Yi Lin, holding Li Hao, felt his change and couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing. I'll rest for a bit." He then found the most comfortable spot in Yi Lin's embrace and closed his eyes to rest.

Of course, he heard every word Steward Fan said.

Ning Zhongze, in the distance, was looking around everywhere and finally spotted Li Hao lying in Yi Lin's embrace. She was instantly furious.

She was worried about his safety, yet he was enjoying himself in the company of a beautiful woman.

Li Hao, with his supernormal senses, detected someone watching him and immediately opened his eyes, making eye contact with Ning Zhongze in the distance.

"Mwah!" Li Hao made a kissing gesture through the air.

Ning Zhongze immediately turned her head away, her face flushed. She decided she was done with him this time. This little scoundrel was doing such shameful things in broad daylight, in full view of everyone.

If Brother Qun saw this, she wouldn't be able to explain herself even with two mouths.

Seeing Ning Zhongze turn away, Li Hao frowned. The information Steward Fan provided was quite significant!

The Quanzhen Sect and the Ancient Tomb Sect had clashed. The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were severely injured by Ouyang Feng, with four dying on the spot and countless disciples killed or wounded.

If Guo Jing hadn't rushed over in time, the Quanzhen Sect would likely have been wiped out by a furious Little Dragon Girl. Even with Guo Jing's arrival, he only managed to drive Ouyang Feng away.

As for Little Dragon Girl and Yang Guo, they had reconciled with Li Mochou, who came to help, and left to roam the Jianghu together.

Li Hao knew very well why they were roaming the Jianghu: they were looking for him. It seemed he couldn't stay in Hengyang City for long. For safety's sake, he needed to get further away.

Li Hao didn't want to confront Yang Guo, the Son of Destiny, directly. After all, Yang Guo was protected by his destiny, was powerful, and had strong backing. Li Hao could easily fall if he wasn't careful.

"Yi Lin, have you finished packing your things?" Li Hao asked.

"Husband, I don't have anything to pack. Are we leaving?" Yi Lin asked, blinking her clear, watery eyes.

"After the ceremony, we'll bid farewell to the Abbess and then head to Jiangnan!" Li Hao said after some thought.

Jiangnan was full of beautiful women. Completing a few more missions would give him more capital to ensure his survival.

"Okay." Yi Lin was a little reluctant to leave her master and fellow disciples.

But women obey their fathers at home and their husbands after marriage. She couldn't refuse what Li Hao said.

"Esteemed friends from the Martial World, I am deeply grateful that you could all attend Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Hand-Washing Ceremony amidst your busy schedules. After I perform the Golden Basin Hand-washing, I will have a good drink with you all." The refined-looking Liu Zhengfeng was very confused. Why had so many people come for his Golden Basin Hand-washing? And there were so many unfamiliar faces among them.

Soon, a Hengshan disciple brought a pure gold basin and placed it on the table in front of Liu Zhengfeng.

"The Golden Basin Hand-washing ceremony officially begins, Ah..." With a scream, the Hengshan disciple presiding over the ceremony fell to the ground, dead, with a broadsword stuck in his throat.

"The Five Peaks Command Flag has arrived! Hengshan Sect's Liu Zhengfeng, receive the flag!" a bearded man strode in.

"Fei Bin of the Great Songshan Hand, I have decided to retire from the Jianghu. Why are you still slaughtering my disciples?" Liu Zhengfeng said, tears streaming down his face as he looked at his dead disciple.

The disciple who had been presiding over his Golden Basin Hand-washing ceremony was naturally his most beloved disciple. Such a disciple was his successor, more important to him than his own son.

Now that he had been killed by Fei Bin's sword, his decades of effort were ruined, and he was naturally heartbroken.

"Liu Zhengfeng, your association with the demonic sect elder Qu Yang has been exposed. Alliance Leader Zuo Lengchan has ordered that if Liu Zhengfeng is willing to kill Qu Yang, all past matters will be forgiven. If you insist on going your own way, then don't blame me, Fei Bin, for being ruthless." Fei Bin waved his hand, and a group of Songshan Sect disciples escorted Liu Zhengfeng's family out from the back hall.

"Fei Bin, always leave a sliver of room for future encounters. Harm should not extend to family. Don't you understand this principle?" Liu Zhengfeng said, his eyes filled with ferocity.

Now his wife, concubines, sons, and daughters were all in Fei Bin's hands. The only one who escaped was killed by Fei Bin's sword at the beginning.

"I, Fei Bin, believe in eradicating the roots to prevent future growth. If you accept the flag, I will personally apologize to you afterward. If you refuse to accept the flag..." Fei Bin raised his hand.

"Hey, I said if you want to kill, just kill! What are you babbling about? This lord is waiting to go home and get a good night's sleep after the feast!" Just then, an obnoxious voice rang out in the hall.

"Husband, don't say anything more," Yi Lin quickly covered Li Hao's mouth.

"What are you afraid of? This kind of weakling, your husband can take on a hundred of them!" Li Hao's words were shocking, and all eyes in the hall focused on him.

Ning Zhongze's face was filled with shock. She covered her forehead, unsure of what to do. Should she save him later?

If she saved him, she probably wouldn't be able to leave here herself. If she didn't, she couldn't bear to watch him be chopped into meat paste.

Maybe she should just leave, then she wouldn't have to see it.

"What are you looking at? I'm talking to you. And Fei Bin, I think you should change your name to 'waste.' A grown man only knows how to use women and children to make threats." Li Hao picked at his ear.

His words angered Fei Bin so much that he felt like spitting blood. His surname was Fei, not 'waste'!