Lin Feng Emerged from Seclusion, Enjoying the Simple Pleasures of Family Life

The sudden sound startled Sasha and Taylor, but they immediately turned around in surprise to see Lin Feng, with his light blue hair and light blue robe, smiling as he walked towards them. Sasha's eyes immediately welled up with tears, while Taylor excitedly went to greet him.

"Father, you're finally out of seclusion! I've missed you so much!"

Twenty-year-old Taylor, at this moment, acted like a child, holding Lin Feng's hand and acting coquettishly.

"Not bad, not bad, you're growing into a man." Lin Feng patted Taylor's head, feeling a little guilty. Since Taylor and Sasha were born, Lin Feng had spent very little time with them.

"Father, my brother already has a girlfriend, so he's a real man." Sasha, having concealed her emotions, walked up and smiled at Lin Feng.

"Hmm?" Dilia, who had come out of seclusion with Lin Feng, looked at her son in surprise after hearing Sasha's words and asked, "Taylor, you have a girlfriend? Which family's daughter is she from? Is she pretty?"

Lin Feng and Jenny's gazes also turned to Taylor.

"Her name is Jenny, she's alright looking, isn't she?" Taylor said shyly, scratching the back of his head and giving a sheepish smile.

Lin Feng couldn't help but pat Taylor on the head. "Taylor, you're pretty quick to make a move, aren't you? You're only an adult and you're already getting a girlfriend."

Upon hearing this, Dilia rolled her eyes at Lin Feng, muttering, "I wonder who it was that stole someone's girlfriend when he was only nine years old."

Jenny and her daughter Sasha, who were behind Dilia, also knew about Lin Feng and Dilia's funny childhood stories, and they covered their mouths and chuckled.

"Uh?" Lin Feng felt embarrassed thinking about the absurd things that happened back then, and awkwardly changed the subject, saying, "Taylor, when are you going to bring your girlfriend to meet us? If your mother has no objections, then you two should get married as soon as possible."

"Brother Lin Feng, you want to have a grandson soon, don't you?" Jenny exposed Lin Feng's thoughts.

Taylor smiled too.

Seeing Taylor grinning foolishly, Sasha couldn't help but say, "Little brother, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and bring Jenny here so Father, Mother, and Aunt can see her."

"Ah, oh, okay, I'll go right now." Taylor disappeared into the yard like a gust of wind in a flash.

"That kid, just like Wharton, still as energetic as ever after nine years," Lin Feng said with a shake of his head, watching Taylor disappear through the courtyard gate.

"Sasha, your brother already has a girlfriend, have you found a boyfriend yet?" Lin Feng pulled his daughter over and asked with a smile.

Sasha shook her head and said, "None of those noblemen's sons suit my taste. If I'm going to find someone, it has to be someone like you, Father."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but shake his head. His daughter's standards were far too high. In the entire empire, no one had met her standards. Was she looking for someone like him? She probably wouldn't find him on the Yulan Tree.

Before long, Taylor walked in with a girl in tow, followed by Wharton, Nina, Barker, and others.

Dilia stepped forward, took Jenny's hand, and said to Taylor, "Taylor, is this the Jenny you mentioned?"

"Yes, Mother, this is Jenny, and she's my girlfriend." Taylor's face was beaming.

Jenny, being quick-witted and intelligent, immediately recognized Dilia's identity upon hearing Taylor address her as "Mother," and quickly bowed, saying, "Jenny greets you."

At this crucial moment, Jenny suddenly didn't know how to address Dilia. Although she was Taylor's girlfriend, she hadn't yet gained the woman's approval, and this was their first meeting. If she called her "Mother," wouldn't it seem too forward?

The astute Dilia could easily see through Jenny's thoughts, and smiled at her, saying, "Since you're Taylor's girlfriend, just call me Mother."

The moment Dilia saw Jenny, her delicate features, beautiful face, and lively eyes filled Dilia with immense satisfaction. She even marveled inwardly at how her simple-minded son had found her such a wonderful and beautiful wife.

Receiving Dilia's approval, Jenny was secretly delighted and immediately called out in a clear voice, "Jenny greets Mother."

"Okay, okay, okay, Jenny, come and meet your father." Dilia left Taylor behind and pulled Jenny directly to Lin Feng.

Jenny naturally knew that the handsome man in front of her was the guardian of the Baruch Empire, Taylor's father, and her future father-in-law. Jenny looked at Lin Feng with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

As a citizen of the Baruch Empire, how could Jenny not know about Lin Feng's deeds? Although she was unaware that Lin Feng had become a god, it did not diminish her admiration for Lin Feng.

Jenny said somewhat reservedly, "Father!"

"Haha, okay, Jenny, don't be nervous, relax, make yourself at home." Since Dilia agreed, Lin Feng naturally had no reason to disagree. Besides, Lin Feng was quite satisfied with Jenny.

At this moment, Wharton walked up to Lin Feng and said with a smile, "Brother, what do you think of the daughter-in-law I found for you?"

"Not bad, not bad," Lin Feng laughed. "Wharton, your eyesight has improved!"

"Brother," Nina called out in dissatisfaction, "Are you implying that I'm inferior to Jenny?"

Lin Feng was taken aback, then broke out in a cold sweat and quickly tried to salvage the situation, saying, "Nina, I absolutely didn't mean that."

"Alright, alright, Nina, don't make things difficult for Lin Feng." Dilia smoothed things over for Lin Feng, saying, "Lin Feng, what do you think of this daughter-in-law? If you agree, let's set a date for them to get engaged."

Lin Feng laughed, "Let's skip the engagement. We can get married right away at the Yulan Festival in half a month."

Upon hearing this, Taylor and Jenny were overjoyed. Although getting married without an engagement was against custom, these were the words of Lin Feng. Who was Lin Feng? He was a god in the entire Baruch Empire. With him around, naturally no one dared to utter a single word.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Today is January 1st, 10034 in the Yulan Calendar, which is also the auspicious day of Taylor and Jenny's wedding.

The invitations were sent out as early as two weeks ago.

Dragonblood Castle is bustling with guests today. Envoys from various empires and kingdoms have come to offer their congratulations. Although the War God and the High Priest have not come in person, they have sent their most trusted disciples to offer their congratulations.

Although today's spectacle cannot compare to the grandeur of Lin Feng's wedding, it is not far off.

Watching his son and daughter-in-law weave through the guests, dealing with the overwhelming wave of toasts, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion. Twenty-three years ago, he had been in the same situation, but in the blink of an eye, twenty-three years had passed, and even his son had grown up so much.

Dilia walked up to Lin Feng and smiled, "Lin Feng, are you thinking about our wedding?"

"Yes," Lin Feng recalled, "The scene from back then is still vivid in my mind, yet twenty-three years have passed."

Lin Feng pulled Dilia into his arms, but Dilia broke free.

"There are still so many people watching." Dilia looked around and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure no one was paying attention to her.

"What are you afraid of? We're an old married couple, why are you still so shy?" Lin Feng chuckled and pulled Dilia into his arms again.

Dilia knew she couldn't win against Lin Feng Lin Feng, so she rolled her eyes at him and began to enjoy the warmth of his chest.

Parents, children, and siblings live in harmony; the father is kind and the son is filial, and there is also a virtuous wife and loving mother. A family is a miniature country. Here, Lin Feng is a son, a brother, a husband, and a father, enjoying the joys of human relationships, which also strengthens Lin Feng's sense of belonging to this world.

After all, home is where you are. A place without a home, even if it's the place that gave you birth and raised you, is meaningless.