1217 Master Ou Yezi’s Sword Guardian Slave
“Alright, I’ll be careful,” Ye Feng replied and was about to hang up.
Ye Feng was stunned. “What’s the matter?”
“Because…” Feng Jianwu stammered.
“If you have something to say, say it,” Ye Feng immediately urged.
“I came to see Mr. Duanmu just now and he accidentally overheard my phone call. After he knew that you were investigating Kawamoto Hideki, he said that he wanted to see you. He was also the one who told me about Kawamoto Hideki’s strength…”
Feng Jianwu’s voice became softer and softer as she spoke, because she had accidentally revealed the mission that Ye Feng had given her. Even though the other party was Duanmu Leiting, it still made her feel uneasy.
But Ye Feng did not have the mood to care about this now. “Alright, tell Mr. Duanmu that I will rush over now.”
Then, he hung up.
In order to prevent anyone from following him, he decided to disguise himself before going.
He always carried the ointment with him, so he didn’t need to go back to the hotel to get it.
After a few practices, he was getting more and more familiar with the disguise technique. In less than ten minutes, he finished the disguise. He started the car and headed towards the small courtyard where Duanmu Leiting was resting.
When he arrived at the courtyard, he found Duanmu Leiting sitting on a recliner in the courtyard, sunbathing.
Meanwhile, Feng Jianwu stood at the side far away.
Seeing Ye Feng’s arrival, Feng Jianwu was like a child who had done something wrong. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.
Ye Feng only smiled and did not blame her.
“You’re here?” Duanmu Leiting pointed to a chair at the side. “Take a seat.”
Ye Feng walked over and sat down. Feng Jianwu was very observant and served him a cup of tea, obediently acting as a servant girl.
“How is your body recovering?” Ye Feng took a sip of tea and turned to look at Duanmu Leiting.
“I’m much better now, but I’m afraid it’ll be difficult for me to recover to my peak in a short period of time.” Duanmu Leiting smiled bitterly.
“The poison in you was too vicious. It’s already a miracle that you survived. It’s better not to fight with others for the time being,” Ye Feng instructed.
When Ye Feng heard that he had finally gotten to the main topic, he perked up. “I heard from Jianwu that you were the one who told her about Kawamoto Hideki’s strength?”
Ye Feng frowned. “How did you know that Kawamoto Hideki knew martial arts?”
Duanmu Leiting clenched his fists. “Because I’ve fought him before. His strength is at least not inferior to mine.”
Ye Feng was shocked. He thought that no matter how strong Kawamoto Hideki was, he would at most be similar to Feng Jianwu. He did not expect him to be so strong.
He had fought with Duanmu Leiting once before. Although the other party was only testing his strength and did not show his true strength, it still shocked him greatly.
According to his judgment, Duanmu Leiting’s strength was at least on par with his master, Liu Wenyuan, or even stronger.
And that Kawamoto Hideki actually had such strength?
He didn’t completely believe Duanmu Leiting’s words. After all, the two of them had only known each other for a short period of time. It was impossible for them to trust each other 100%.
Duanmu Leiting seemed to have seen through his thoughts and immediately smiled. “I don’t know what method he used to hide his aura. There was no aura of a warrior on his body at all. He’s just like an ordinary person. I was a little careless at that time and almost fell into his trap.”
Ye Feng frowned even more. “Why did you fight him?”
Duanmu Leiting hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to speak.
Ye Feng saw this and immediately waved his hand. “If it’s not convenient for you to say it, then forget it.”
Duanmu Leiting smiled. “Actually, there’s nothing inconvenient to say. I didn’t tell you before because I didn’t want you to get involved in this mess. But since you’re already here, there’s nothing to hide.”
Ye Feng immediately focused his attention and listened attentively.
Duanmu Leiting looked at the clouds in the sky and said slowly, “Back then, Master Ou Yezi forged a sword on Mount Zhanlu in Nanfu Province. The distant ancestor of our Duanmu family was the fireman who lit Master Ou Yezi’s fire…”
When Ye Feng heard this, he was filled with respect.
He did not expect Duanmu Leiting’s family to have such a long history.
Duanmu Leiting had a proud expression on his face. “Grandmaster Ou Yezi was indebted to the ancestors of the Duanmu family. After Grandmaster Ou Yezi passed away, the Duanmu family spent several generations of effort to collect the swords forged by him. Among them were the Zhanlu, Pure Jun, Slaying Evil, Fish Intestine, Great Ravager, and other famous swords. They were all buried on Mount Zhanlu…”
Ye Feng was tongue-tied when he heard this. No wonder these famous divine weapons in history were slowly lost. The one who started this was the ancestor of Duanmu family.
This was really explosive news. If it was spread, it would probably cause a stir in the entire China.
Duanmu Leiting did not stop. He continued to speak. “Our Duanmu family has an ancestral rule. All the descendants of our Duanmu family will be Master Ou Yezi’s sword guardian slaves for generations to come. They will never leave Mount Zhanlu for the rest of their lives…”
Feng Jianwu, who was at the side, was also dumbfounded. Generations of slaves? How great of a favor was this?
Not to mention her, even Ye Feng, a Chinese, could not understand.
From that period to the present, there were at least a hundred generations.
Time could change everything, including the promises they had made.
However, the Duanmu family had actually been able to guard Mount Zhanlu for more than 2,000 years. This was somewhat inconceivable.
Duanmu Leiting seemed to have seen through their doubts. He raised his head and laughed loudly. “I know you can’t understand, but our Duanmu family has indeed abided by our ancestral teachings. We have guarded the divine artifact on Mount Zhanlu for generations and have never dared to slack off.”
“Then why did you leave Mount Zhanlu now?” Feng Jianwu asked curiously.
Duanmu Leiting’s eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he clenched his fists tightly. “It’s because you shameless Japanese stole those divine artifacts that I was forced to leave the mountain!”
His expression was a little ferocious, scaring Feng Jianwu so much that she took two steps back. Her small face was filled with fear.
Ye Feng was slightly displeased. “Brother Duanmu, you are a little too much.”
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