Let Me Tell You a Story First

Bang~

Han Feng finally couldn't hold back and slammed his hand on the small table beside him. -Man~'¨¯¨'·Dance~ ~Dance'¨¯¨'·~Man-

Xiao Yan, Queen Medusa, and Zi Yan were also startled.

Qian Ye simply smiled and looked at Han Feng: "Aren't you curious to know why I came to see you?"

Upon hearing this, Han Feng calmed down, glanced at Qian Ye again, and pondered for a moment, thinking to himself, "This person's composure is something that no ordinary person can achieve."

Moreover, this was against someone like himself, a nine- Dou Huang and Sixth-Tier Apothecary; it was definitely not something an ordinary person could do.

He was only a Nine-Star Dou Ling, and even that Dou Zong expert wasn't as calm as him.

"Then tell me what you think?" Han Feng finally calmed down and said.

I also wanted to see why he had come.

Qian Ye smiled again, staring intently at Han Feng: "Han Feng, how about this? Before we begin, let me tell you a story, a story you're sure to be interested in?"

"Oh?" Han Feng looked at him with a puzzled expression. Telling stories? What stories? Was he a three-year-old?

If there are any stories you don't know or haven't seen, why would someone tell you stories? You'd be more likely to tell them stories yourself.

Xiao Yan and the other two looked at Qian Ye with curiosity, wanting to know what story he would tell Han Feng that interested them.

"Let's begin then. ☞💔 ☠🌷" Qian Ye then began, "Once upon a time, there was a little boy who was born in a small village in the Black-Corner Region. It was called Han Clan Village."

Uh~

Han Feng trembled upon hearing this.

When he looked at Qian Ye again, a chilling glint appeared in his eyes.

"From then on, he became an orphan. But the little boy's parents and family were still alive, only now they were all dead, because the entire village and his family had been killed and burned by bandits. Only the little boy was left alive."

Zi Yan Queen Medusa listened attentively, without giving it much thought, truly taking the story seriously.

However, Xiao Yan's expression changed upon hearing this. He glanced at Qian Ye, then looked towards Han Feng, and immediately noticed the gloom in Han Feng's eyes, as if he were deep in thought.

Qian Ye continued, "The little boy's surname is Han, because the village is called Han Clan Village, and everyone in the village is a Han Clan. Suddenly, an old man appeared, killed the bandits, and rescued the little boy."

"The little boy's surname was Han, and the old man's teacher also had the surname Han. As the saying goes, 'love me, love my dog,' so the old man immediately took a liking to the little boy. Moreover, seeing that the little boy possessed both fire and wood attributes and was exceptionally intelligent, the old man accepted him as his disciple."

"Then, the old man began to train the little boy. The old man was also a high-level alchemist, and from then on, he began to train the little boy, treating him as his personal disciple."

"From then on, the little boy followed the old man, embarking on a journey across the world, experiencing various trials. He visited the coast at one end of the continent, encountered sea creatures, went to volcanoes, endured much hardship, and also enjoyed the time spent traveling and playing in nature. This was a very healing experience for the little boy's childhood."

"This life of wandering continued for ten years before the old man returned to the Fallen Star Pavilion with the little boy, who should now be a teenager."

The more Han Feng listened, the uglier his expression became.

"But the strange thing is that the old man himself took the little boy home, because the little boy met another old man there, and this old man changed Han Feng's life and also pushed the little boy's master to the brink of disaster. He never dreamed that he would be killed and reduced to ashes by the disciple he had raised from childhood. The old man felt that he had died unjustly and was treated unfairly, and that he had repaid kindness with enmity."

"There is nowhere to seek redress for grievances, and nowhere to speak of justice."

"The old man was named Mu Gu. He was the little boy's uncle-master and also the junior brother of the little boy's master. Both of them were disciples of a female alchemist named Han Shanshan. They later disappeared from this world while trying to save the old man."

"The little boy was inherently cold-hearted, which made him easy prey for his uncle. His uncle spent three years sowing discord between the boy and his master, and finally, the boy embarked on the path of murdering his master. In the end, he not only killed his master but also reduced his bones to ashes and stole his master's belongings. However, he did not get everything he wanted and only obtained some of them, but it was enough for him to run rampant in the area."

"So," Qian Ye looked at Han Feng and said with a sneer, "Han Feng, you must be familiar with this story, right?"

"What do you mean?" Han Feng felt guilty. Others might not know, but he knew in his heart that the little boy the other person was talking about was clearly himself.

That uncle was Yao Chen's junior brother, and the alchemist surnamed Han was Han Shanshan, who was Yao Chen and Mu Gu's master, and his own master's master.

I just don't quite understand why the boy in front of me knows about my past.

Could it be that he has some connection with Yao Chen?

After all, no one else knew about this except for himself, Mu Gu, Yao Chen, and Tian Zhi Di Zhi.

Even if they knew his background, only the three of them knew about the killing of their master; there was no fourth person.

Now that Yao Chen is dead, and he won't tell anyone else, only the third person Mu Gu, remains.

However, Mu Gu is an accomplice and won't speak recklessly.

So how did he find out about this?

However, there is one thing that must be kept secret: he... and all those around him must die today!

"Han Feng, do you want to know the name of that little boy who crushed his master to ashes?" Qian Ye suddenly asked, staring at him.

you...

Upon hearing Qian Ye's words, Han Feng felt a shiver run down his spine. But then he thought, this is Maple City, his own territory. If Qianye dares to say this, he won't be able to leave. If he wasn't talking about him, then so be it. But if he knew about this, he couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

So, he decided to go all in and asked, "Hehe, who is it?"

"He..." Qian Ye hesitated, then looked him over, a chill running down Han Feng's spine. "He is you, Han Feng, isn't he?"

Meanwhile, Xiao Yan's eyes were like hooks, fixed on Han Feng with fire burning in them, wishing he could rush up and kill him with a single palm strike.

However, with Qian Ye present, it wasn't his turn to intervene yet. He also wanted to see how Qian Ye would handle the matter.

What do you want to do?

Xiao Yan didn't think Qian Ye would seek justice from Han Feng on behalf of his teacher.

Perhaps they want something from Han Feng and can only use this matter to coerce him.

However, this was the first time Queen Medusa and Zi Yan had heard of this story. They never expected that the protagonist of that story was Han Feng, who was standing right in front of them. It really is true that you can know a person's face but not their heart.

Haha~

Han Feng, instead of getting angry, laughed and said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"How could I, the mighty Medicine Emperor of the Black-Corner Region, Seventh-Tier Apothecary, and Peak Dou Huang expert, be the little boy you speak of?"

"If you keep making false accusations, I won't be polite! Although my background is similar to the one in your story, to falsely accuse me of killing my master is just too much, isn't it?"

Haha~

Qian Ye laughed too, and laughed loudly, thinking to himself, "You still want to deny this in front of me? You're just asking for trouble."

Since you've come to me, I have ways to get you to tell the truth.

Thank you for your support.