Xiao Zhan: My Foolish Son, Even Peers Can Deceive Him into Thinking They're Unseen Masters?

Xiao Residence.

This place is located in the center of the entire main city of Dongli City, and it is the most magnificent mansion in Dongli City.

In front of the gate, two gatekeepers dressed in red stand guard.

And in front of them, on the wide avenue, there is a middle-aged man.

The man is about forty-seven or forty-eight years old, with a square face that exudes authority, making people dare not approach. He has a sturdy build, with bulging muscles under his black clothes, pulsing with his breath.

He clasped his hands behind his back and paced on the avenue, looking to the sides, sighing from time to time.

For the past month, the man has been like this, waiting for someone.

However, unlike in the past, today, behind him, stand more than ten high-level members of the family.

The high-level members all frowned, looking into the distance with a hint of displeasure on their faces.

The two doormen whispered to each other:

"This Young Clan Leader is really mischievous. He usually only leaves home for a month or two, but this time he's been gone for a full two months, making the Clan Leader wait at the gate every day this month."

"In the past, even when the Young Clan Leader went out to find some hermit expert, he wouldn't stray too far from the Xiao Family's surveillance. Now he's been gone for over two months."

"With the Three-Year Pact approaching, I thought he disappeared for two months to hide from the Three-Year Pact. I didn't expect him to dare to come back."

"It doesn't matter if that waste of a Young Clan Leader dies, it's just hard on the Clan Leader."

Although the low whispers of the two doormen couldn't reach Xiao Zhan's ears, the more than ten Xiao Family members standing on the steps heard them clearly.

Hearing these words, not a single one of them reprimanded, but instead, their faces were almost all filled with mockery.

In the crowd, a seventeen-year-old young man, who was relatively sturdy and handsome, heard these words, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a light smile. He whispered to himself:

"That waste, Xiao Huohuo, if I remember correctly, his cultivation was only at the Third-rate martial artist level when he left?"

"It's rumored that the Heavenly Prodigy's Daughter of the Misty Sect has already reached the First-rate Peak realm and has learned countless Misty Sect martial skills."

"How is Xiao Huohuo going to fight her? Coming back now is just asking for humiliation."

At this moment, a seventeen-year-old young girl with fair skin beside the young man looked towards the end of the road and pondered in a low voice:

"That Young Sect Master is a beauty renowned throughout Dongli City. The men who are infatuated with her could form a line from the city wall to the end of the city."

"It must be that Xiao Huohuo is lusting after the Young Sect Master's beauty and has returned to see if there is any room for negotiation regarding the marriage contract."

"However, such a once-in-a-century genius would definitely not end up with Xiao Huohuo."

As everyone was whispering, they saw two people walking towards them from the end of the avenue on the right side.

Upon seeing the appearance of the two, Xiao Zhan was overjoyed, while everyone else frowned.

At the end of their sight, one of the two was their Xiao Family's Young Clan Leader, Xiao Huohuo!

Xiao Zhan immediately stepped forward to meet him:

"My son, you're finally back!"

Seeing Xiao Zhan's appearance, Xiao Huohuo's nose tip also turned red, and he immediately rushed over:

"Dad!!"

The father and son embraced each other.

The high-level members of the Xiao Family behind them showed no reaction at all.

Because this scene had already happened several times in the past three years, and everyone was already used to it.

Xiao Zhan held Xiao Huohuo tightly for a while before letting go. He held Xiao Huohuo's shoulders, his eyes frantically scanning him, and said worriedly:

"Huohuo, did you get hurt on this trip?"

"If you are injured, you must tell Dad."

Chu Feng looked at the middle-aged man before him.

The man had a square face and sharp eyes. Although he looked only in his forties and was a martial artist with a not weak aura, his temples were already streaked with white.

Clearly, this Xiao Family Clan Leader had worried a lot about Xiao Huohuo over the years.

After confirming that Xiao Huohuo was fine, Xiao Zhan breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at the young man who had returned with his son.

His sharp, heroic eyes appraised Chu Feng for a long time.

His brows furrowed again. Xiao Zhan thought to himself:

"Could this be another hermit expert that Huohuo found outside?"

"Another liar pretending to be a god?"

He took a glance.

The young man in front of him was plainly dressed in cloth clothes, with a hint of a free-spirited demeanor, but he was only around twenty-one or twenty-two years old.

This was a youth only slightly older than Huohuo!

Even if he were a liar, he wouldn't be very convincing, would he?

Could it be that his child, Xiao Zhan, had become so foolish as to be deceived by someone his own age?

Xiao Huohuo restrained some of his joy and calmed himself. He noticed the curious gazes of the crowd passing by on both sides of the road, and the eyes of everyone at the Gate scanning his Master.

He remembered his Master's identity and panicked inwardly:

"How could I have forgotten?"

"Master is an otherworldly expert, a being like an immortal god."

"Moreover, Master has long lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests, rarely seeing people."

"So many people are staring at Master, what if Master gets unhappy?"

He immediately frowned and pulled on Xiao Zhan's arm, saying:

"Dad, let's talk about it back home."

Although Xiao Zhan was curious about Chu Feng's identity, he was always doting on his son and indulged Xiao Huohuo.

He turned back to look at the Xiao Family's high-level members:

"Return to the residence!"

His unquestionable words fell, and everyone walked into the Xiao Residence together.

Ascending the seven white marble steps, Chu Feng followed Xiao Huohuo and the others into the Xiao Family's main hall.

Two vermilion lacquer pillars, thick enough to be embraced by two people, stood on either side. The hall walls were adorned with a nine-foot-long ink wash painting of a city, and a rosewood Taishi chair was placed in the center. Flanking it were eight black wood chairs emitting a faint fragrance.

Ten swords of varying lengths were hung on the left and right walls of the hall.

A green crane incense burner was slowly emitting purple smoke that swirled within the hall.

The hall's layout was simple yet grand.

Chu Feng casually found a chair and sat down, while Xiao Huohuo sat beside him.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhan's frown deepened. He took his seat in the head position.

Aside from the three of them, Xiao Zhan had, as per Xiao Huohuo's instructions, dismissed the rest of the Xiao Family's high-level members. Only the family's three elders remained.

Seeing that only a few of them were left in the hall, Xiao Huohuo no longer concealed his pride and said to Xiao Zhan:

"Dad, this is the Master I have taken."

"Master is someone among the divine immortals, and I worked hard to invite him to our home as a guest."

Seeing Xiao Huohuo's excited demeanor, Xiao Zhan and the three elders frowned even more deeply.

Xiao Zhan couldn't help but stare at Chu Feng again, his mouth twitching slightly.

A hint of disgust in his brows, he turned to Xiao Huohuo and sighed:

"Huohuo, that's enough."

"Your actions are becoming more and more absurd!"