Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Ye Feng’s expression shook, this news was like a bolt from the blue for him.

"My foster father has always been in good health, and he started practicing martial arts every day since we were very young. His kung fu was also quite good. How did my foster father die?"

"Three years ago, he was beaten to death!" Fu Shen stood in the hall, his fists clenched tightly, gritting his teeth with rage.

"Beaten to death? What exactly happened? The Fu Family in Jiangdu is, after all, one of the Three Great Ancient Families. Who would dare to do such a thing? Who has the capability to do it, and how did my older brother die?"

Ye Feng was extremely agitated, and if one looked closely, they would see that the steel wheelchair he was grasping had even been deformed by his grip.

Fu Zi angrily said, "The person who beat our foster father to death belongs to the Lei Family of Jiangdu, one of the Three Great Ancient Families!"

"The Lei Family of Jiangdu? Could it be Lei Zaiyan?" Killing intent flashed in Ye Feng’s eyes.

As the proud Northern Border Sovereign, his mind was extraordinarily broad. He had always maintained his composure even as Mount Tai crumbled before him, but now, upon hearing the news of his foster father’s demise, he could no longer maintain his usual composure and calm.

Fu Shen shook his head and said, "It wasn’t that dog Lei Zaiyan. He is no match for our foster father. It was another mysterious expert from the Lei Family, who is said to be a Great Grandmaster."

Fu Zi coldly snorted, "This mysterious expert is not necessarily from the Lei Family. It is very likely that he is a mastermind from the Jiang Family."

"The Jiang Family? Which Jiang Family?" Ye Feng raised an eyebrow.

"The Jiang Family from Jiangnan Province. The Lei Family has pledged allegiance to the Jiang Family of Jiangnan Province, so the Jiang Family sent a master to feign as a member of the Lei Family and engage our foster father in the guise of a sparring match."

Ye Feng was somewhat puzzled and asked, "My foster father was always calm and restrained. How could he have rashly come into conflict with the Lei Family?"

Fu Shen said, "Younger brother, you have been away from Jiangdu for too long and are unaware of the rules set by the Three Great Ancient Families. Each year, the three Great Ancient Families of Jiangdu hold contests.

After all, being martial arts families, besides sparring with each other, it is even more common to determine the distribution of profits for Jiangdu’s industries through these contests."

Ye Feng understood that this method was somewhat similar to those used in the military. Often, when there is contention over interests, the soldiers would decide through a competitive arena. Whoever had the stronger fist got to claim more benefits.

In a way, such competitive methods were relatively fair in Jiangdu, of course, based on the adherence to rules.

"The Jiang Family of Jiangnan Province? They really do have a nerve!" Ye Feng said in a cold, deep voice.

Fu Zi recalled, "During the martial contest three years ago, if a member of the Lei Family had been the one to step forward, our foster father might have lost but certainly would not have died. However, that time, he didn’t even have the chance to admit defeat and was killed with a single punch."

Ye Feng’s eyes slowly narrowed, "Our foster father was skilled, at least at the Eighth Stage of External Strength level. To be killed with one punch, the assailant must at least be a Grandmaster of Inner Force!"

The Martial Alliance, which was also Ye Feng, had made a simple classification of the hierarchy in martial arts study. Martial artists start from the external and move inward. The most basic level is external strength, which has nine stages, represented by the Martial Alliance’s colored belts from one to nine.

Practicing External Strength trains the body and builds physical power. It is a hard effort that requires long-term accumulation. Only after cultivating Inner Strength does one transition to a higher level, becoming worthy of the term Grandmaster and represented by the rainbow cloud symbol of the Martial Alliance.

Fu Shen said, "Over the past three years, the Lei Family has allied with the Jiang Family of Southern River Region Jiangnan and has been continuously suppressing our Fu Family, causing our business interests to suffer and be marginalized.

Meanwhile, the Lei Family has flourished, expanding their business by fifty percent and even Lei Zaiyan has become the Vice Alliance Hierarch of the Jiangdu Martial Alliance!"

Ye Feng thought of a key point and asked, "Is the person who killed my foster father the current Leader of the Martial Alliance in Jiangdu?"

"No, the Leader of the Martial Alliance in Jiangdu is from the Long Family." Fu Zi shook his head.

Ye Feng nodded slightly, then inquired, "What about my elder brother, what happened to him?"

Fu Shen said, "We also heard about our elder brother’s death, but we’re not sure if he’s truly dead."

Ye Feng frowned.

Fu Zi explained, "It’s like this, Third Brother, ten years ago after you left Jiangdu for the north, our elder brother went into the Southern Border soon after. Later we heard that he had become extremely skilled and had even become one of the Formation Lords in one of the Eight Formations of the Southern Territory!"

Ye Feng nodded and said, "My elder brother’s strength was not bad; he was indeed fully qualified to be the Formation Lord of a town in the Southern Territory."

Fu Shen continued, "More than three years ago, news came back from the Southern Territory that our elder brother, leading the thirty thousand soldiers of the Heaven Guard Army under his command, went deep into the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Southern Border to eliminate the forces of the Gu&Poison Sect.

Unfortunately, he fell victim to an ambush by a Gu&Poison Sect master and ultimately fell off a cliff. Since then, there has been no news of him."

"The Gu&Poison Sect of the Southern Border?" Ye Feng’s brows slightly furrowed.

As the Northern Border King, he naturally knew about the affairs of the Four Great Realms and was well aware of the formidable Gu&Poison Sect within the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Southern Border.

In fact, over the years, the Southern Territory had repeatedly dispatched troops to fight against the Gu&Poison Sect, aiming to clear out this malicious sect. However, the vast territory of the Hundred Thousand Mountains made it incredibly difficult to wipe out, and moreover, there had been some internal chaos weakening the Southern Territory in recent years.

After some thought, Fu Shen said hesitantly, "Moreover, I heard another piece of news that the reason the Jiang Family from the Southern River Region Jiangnan Province assisted the Lei Family of Jiangdu was because our elder brother, while serving as a Formation Lord in the Southern Border, had a conflict and dispute with another person from the Jiang Family who was also a Formation Lord."

Fu Zi snorted coldly, "So, seeing that our elder brother was in trouble, did the Jiang Family from Southern River Region Jiangnan use the Lei Family’s hand to kill our foster father in order to vent their anger?"

Ye Feng sneered, "Although the Gu&Poison Sect of the Southern Border is malicious, its power is quite scattered and not very strong among the forces. My elder brother, as a Formation Lord, leading thirty thousand soldiers, would never have had an accident even if he encountered the Gu&Poison Sect. Therefore, it’s very likely that he was trapped by someone, and this person who set the trap..."

Without finishing his sentence, Ye Feng left the implication hanging in the air, but everyone present naturally understood. If this was indeed the case, then there was no doubt that the instigator was from the Jiang Family. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

While they spoke, the servant had already prepared lunch, but at this moment, Ye Feng had no appetite for food.

"By the way, where is my foster father buried? I would like to pay my respects to him," Ye Feng spoke up.

Fu Shen nodded, "Of course, let’s go together."

As the group set out from the house, the previously clear sky suddenly filled with the flash of lightning and the rumble of thunder, thick clouds gathering, followed by the onslaught of a violent storm.

Arriving at Fu Zuoming’s grave, Ye Feng was soaked through. He sat quietly in his wheelchair, staring at the tombstone’s etching of the kind-faced old man, lost in thought.

"It’s my negligence, these years I never informed the King of the Southern Territory to ask him to look after the Fu Family."

Ye Feng sighed deeply and said, "Paying respects like this feels like something is missing. Let’s go to the Lei Family right now and bring back two heads!"