Seeing Ling Feng’s confused expression, Tu Shan Hong Hong glared at him, somewhat annoyed that he didn’t know something so important: "You idiot, what you did..."
Tu Shan Hong Hong's words were interrupted by shouts and footsteps from outside the door.
"Sister! Sister!"
A petite figure appeared by the door of the room. Though small, she possessed a figure that envious girls would dream of. How to describe her? A super-sized slime?
The one interrupting Tu Shan Hong Hong’s speech was Tu Shan’s second-in-command, Tu Shan Ya Ya.
Tu Shan Ya Ya leaned against the doorframe, panting heavily. It was clear she was in a hurry, likely having run all the way.
"Ya Ya, what's wrong?" Tu Shan Hong Hong released Ling Feng's collar and walked up to Tu Shan Ya Ya to inquire.
Seeing Tu Shan Hong Hong, Tu Shan Ya Ya immediately hugged her, saying with some excitement, "Sister, my strength has reached Little Demon King! This time, I can definitely beat that clumsy bear until he begs for mercy!"
"Mmm, Ya Ya, you're amazing." Tu Shan Hong Hong dotingly patted Tu Shan Ya Ya's head. Tu Shan Hong Hong was very happy her sister had become stronger. In this world, strength was capital; without power, one would be bullied and slaughtered.
Tu Shan Ya Ya was defenseless against Tu Shan Hong Hong's head pats and quickly succumbed.
As a sister complex sufferer, Tu Shan Ya Ya felt a sense of satisfaction when praised by her sister, especially with the head pats.
"Huh! How come there's a human here? And on Sister's bed?! Get down right now!"
Tu Shan Ya Ya's gaze swept across the room and suddenly landed on Ling Feng, who was sitting on the bed in a daze. Her eyes widened, and she angrily strode towards Ling Feng, intending to drag him off the bed.
In her understanding, that was her sister’s bed, and besides herself, Rong Rong, and Cui Yu Ling, no one else could casually lie on her sister's bed!
"Wait, Ya Ya." Tu Shan Hong Hong, standing nearby, quickly grabbed Tu Shan Ya Ya, knowing her personality very well.
"Why, Sister? That guy dares to sit on Sister's bed!" Tu Shan Ya Ya asked indignantly, facing Tu Shan Hong Hong's obstruction.
"He's Sister's guest. He was injured yesterday and needs to rest for a while."
"But... Tu Shan has so many inns, why does he have to rest in Sister's room?" Tu Shan Ya Ya pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction.
"..." Tu Shan Hong Hong was speechless, not knowing how to answer Tu Shan Ya Ya's question. She couldn't possibly say that she was the one who brought him back.
Just as Tu Shan Hong Hong was pondering how to reply, Tu Shan Rong Rong suddenly entered from outside, carrying a wooden tray. She paused for a moment upon seeing Tu Shan Ya Ya but quickly recovered and asked, "Sister Ya Ya, are you out of seclusion? Did you break through?"
"Of course, I am Tu Shan Ya Ya! Little Demon King, easily done." Tu Shan Ya Ya puffed out her chest proudly in response.
After speaking, Tu Shan Ya Ya noticed a bowl of chicken soup on the wooden tray in Tu Shan Rong Rong's hand.
"Rong Rong, is this chicken soup for Sister?" Tu Shan Ya Ya pointed at the chicken soup and asked.
"The chicken soup was made by the servants I arranged. This is for Brother Ling Feng to recover," Tu Shan Rong Rong said, bringing the chicken soup to Ling Feng. "Here, Brother Ling Feng, drink up."
For some reason, as Tu Shan Rong Rong brought the chicken soup closer, Ling Feng felt a chill down his spine, as if being stared at by some ancient beast.
"Ya Ya, let's go. Let Sister test if your current strength is up to par." Tu Shan Hong Hong, fearing Tu Shan Ya Ya might lose control, used testing her strength as an excuse to drag her away. As for this side, with Rong Rong here, it would be fine.
After Tu Shan Ya Ya was dragged away, Ling Feng finally took the chicken soup. "That was your sister just now."
"Yes, Sister is Tu Shan Ya Ya. Don't be fooled by her fierce demeanor just now; she's actually very kind," Tu Shan Rong Rong explained.
"Uh..." Ling Feng didn't know how to respond. He had clearly felt hostility from Tu Shan Ya Ya just now, and that hostility was directed at him.
However, Tu Shan Rong Rong wasn't wrong; he only felt hostility, not murderous intent. After all, Tu Shan Ya Ya was a sister complex sufferer!
"Gulp..."
"Drinking chicken soup is truly a joy."
Ling Feng glanced at the chicken soup in his hand and drank it down. After finishing, he licked his lips with a hint of aftertaste.
He had been hungry for a whole day and night, and this bowl of chicken soup had replenished his energy.
...
At precisely nine in the morning, Ling Feng, Tu Shan Hong Hong, and Tu Shan Ya Ya were walking through the streets of Tu Shan City.
"I say, Hong Hong, didn't you say in our call that this period was for inspecting Tu Shan?" Ling Feng glanced at Tu Shan Hong Hong, who was slightly taller than him. After taking the Marrow Cleansing Pill and with this month's training, he was now over 1.7 meters tall, yet still a little shorter than Tu Shan Hong Hong.
"Is it okay for you to call Sister by her name directly? Who do you think you are!" Before Tu Shan Hong Hong could speak, Tu Shan Ya Ya, on her other side, spoke first, her eyes fixed on Ling Feng, baring her teeth and speaking fiercely.
"Ya Ya, don't be rude." Tu Shan Hong Hong gently chided her, patting Tu Shan Ya Ya's head.
"Yes... Sister." Since her sister had spoken, Tu Shan Ya Ya had no choice but to retract her ferocious expression, only able to pout to express her displeasure.
"A few days ago, we repelled the Yi Qi Dao Alliance. They won't be coming back anytime soon." Tu Shan Hong Hong replied.
"Sister was amazing back then! She unleashed her divine power and beat those damned Yi Qi Dao Alliance dogs until they peed their pants!"
Speaking of Tu Shan Hong Hong's achievements, Tu Shan Ya Ya, the sister complex enthusiast beside him, became very excited, as if it were her own accomplishment, her eyes shining with admiration.
In Tu Shan Ya Ya's eyes, Tu Shan Hong Hong was the strongest in the world, and her goal was to become as strong as Tu Shan Hong Hong.
"I see." Ling Feng nodded.
No wonder Tu Shan Hong Hong wasn't inspecting; it turned out the matter had been resolved. However, even if it hadn't been, with Tu Shan Hong Hong's current Demon Emperor-level strength, she could have reached the battlefield in an instant.
"Candied hawthorn! Candied hawthorn!"
Huh? Candied hawthorn?
Ling Feng turned his head towards the vendor who had just passed by, his gaze fixed on the stick of candied hawthorn in his hand.
He couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He hadn't eaten candied hawthorn in a long time.
Should he buy a few skewers to satisfy his craving?
He decided to buy them on the spot.
Ling Feng took out the copper coins he had found in the storage bag of the long-acned Daoist priest last time and did some calculations.
...
Damn it! Why are there only a dozen wen?
You, a dignified member of the Yi Qi Dao Alliance, only have a dozen wen?
If I recall correctly, a simple meal at an eatery should cost over a hundred wen, right?
You don't even have enough for one meal?
Poor beggar!
If the deceased long-acned Daoist priest could hear Ling Feng's inner thoughts, he would probably crawl back from the underworld in anger just to slap him.
"Forget it, better than nothing. Hong Hong, wait for me." Ling Feng said, then picked up the remaining copper coins he had and ran towards the human vendor, leaving Tu Shan Hong Hong and Tu Shan Ya Ya waiting in place.