Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 337 Little Martial Uncle, You Don’t Care About Me

In fact, Ye Feng was acutely aware that Zhang Wenyuan invited him to the Southern Territory mainly because he was worried that the former Southern Origin King, Dugu Ming, and others would not accept the situation and cause trouble. He hoped Ye Feng would appear and stabilize the situation.

The reason he declined was firstly because Ye Feng, as the Northern Border King, should not intervene too much in the affairs of the Southern Territory, and secondly because he believed in Zhang Wenyuan and trusted that his strength could stabilize the overall situation in the Southern Territory.

The apprentice ceremony banquet lasted until sunset and, despite some minor incidents, ended without too much tumult. On that day, Hong Qingyan received two mysterious gifts from her master, the Second Sect Leader. One of them was said to be a defensive tool, impervious to harm under the Divine Path Realm, which relieved Ye Feng quite a bit.

As night fell, servants cleaned up the main hall while Ye Feng suddenly felt a stir in his mind and spirit and turned toward the study. Just as he stepped out of the doorway, Long Nannan suddenly came up to meet him, looking as if she had been waiting there for a while.

In fact, Long Nannan had been in low spirits all day, which was somewhat unusual. After all, this mischievous little devil usually loved excitement. Even though she did not like Hong Qingyan becoming an apprentice, it shouldn't have made her so downcast.

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"It's rare for the one hailed as Northern Cloud Residence's happy nut to have an unhappy day," Ye Feng joked.

Long Nannan hung her head with a sulky face and did not pick up on his humor. Ye Feng immediately sensed that things were probably more serious, so he asked, "What's wrong? Did you run into some trouble?"

Only then did Long Nannan raise her head to look at him, speaking in an almost rote manner, "Little Martial Uncle, you really don't care about me at all."

Ye Feng was taken aback and retorted with a smile, "How can you say I don't care about you?"

Long Nannan pouted and said, "If you cared about me, how come you didn't even notice that I've starved and lost weight these past few days?" Discover hidden stories at novelbuddy

Ye Feng let out an exasperated laugh but soon realized this was not the real reason the little troublemaker had sought him out. He immediately asked earnestly, "Come on, what's the matter?"

It was then Long Nannan revealed, "In two days, it will be my birthday."

Ye Feng suddenly understood but also felt somewhat speechless. Although he was her Little Martial Uncle, he was not particularly close to Long Nannan. It had been less than half a year since they met, and since he had entered the sect halfway through, he naturally did not know her exact date of birth.

"So what you mean is, in two days, I should throw you a lively birthday party, inviting all the eminent figures of the imperial city to come, and then you can rightfully receive gifts?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

He had learned about this troublemaker's love for treasures previously from Sausage Sister, but speaking of which, it had been some time since Sausage Sister left, and he didn't know how she was now. Recently, Sima Zhantian had frequently inquired about her, and it troubled him that he couldn't provide any answers.

Long Nannan's bright eyes, reminiscent of the moon in the sky, suddenly filled with tears, and she said softly, "Little Martial Uncle, I'm leaving tomorrow?"

"Leaving, to where..."

Just as Ye Feng began to ask, he clammed up, realizing something significant, something he shouldn't have overlooked.

Long Nannan came from the Northwest Little Mountain Village. According to their lore, the people from the village were historical criminals, a stigma that had lasted for over two thousand years.

As a villager, once she reached adulthood, she would have to serve her sentence in that place. After two days, Long Nannan would turn eighteen and, in accordance with the tradition, would have to go there as well.

"Are you about to go to that place?" Ye Feng inquired after a pause.

Although everything about the Northwest Little Mountain Village remains very mysterious to this day, after that dream, Ye Feng had vaguely guessed that the place probably harbored some secret existence.

He also learned some of the origins of the Northwest Little Mountain Village and roughly inferred why the ancestors of the village from over two thousand years ago had become criminals of the Xuanyuan Nation, leading to the perpetuation of this accusation for two thousand years.

Long Nannan nodded and said, "We must go, it is our fate."

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "No, that's not your fate, nor is it your duty to bear the sins. To me, it more closely resembles a responsibility, a silent sacrifice."

The light suddenly shone in Long Nannan's eyes as if a brightness had ignited within them. She asked in return, "Does Little Martial Uncle truly think so? Do you not see us as criminals?"

"No, you're not criminals, you're heroes!" Ye Feng declared emphatically.

Immediately, Long Nannan smiled. The depression and gloominess that had been weighing on her seemed to vanish in an instant. Showing off her small canines, she laughed and said, "Hearing Little Martial Uncle say this, I'm now not averse to going to that place. On the contrary, I'm looking forward to it."

At this point, Long Nannan raised her little fist and said word by word, "Because I want to quickly become the hero that Little Martial Uncle talks about!"

Ye Feng himself couldn't help but laugh at the quirkiness of the girl. He nodded and said, "I believe that one day, you will become a hero, a great hero. When that day comes, I will announce it to the whole world for you!"

"It's a deal then, pinky swear, no changing for a hundred years!" Long Nannan extended her chubby, somewhat baby-fat fingers.

Ye Feng then extended his finger and said, "Pinky swear, no changing for a hundred years!"

With that, Long Nannan was completely happy again. Ye Feng thought for a moment and then said, "Tomorrow, I will take you there."

To his surprise, Long Nannan immediately refused, "No, I don't want Little Martial Uncle to take me, nor do I want anyone else to either. I fear parting too much, because when it's time to say goodbye, I can't help but cry. Sausage Sister said that women don't look good when they cry."

Ye Feng didn't know what to say upon hearing this.

But Long Nannan laughed cheerfully and said, "Don't be too sad, Little Martial Uncle. Grandpa said that one day, Little Martial Uncle will go there as well, and you will descend upon the place like the sun."

"I, too, am looking forward to that day!" Long Nannan said this and turned around, then leapt up and took off into the night sky, leaving just like that.

Ye Feng did not expect this mischievous girl to leave so suddenly. By the time he reacted, Long Nannan had already swept up onto the eaves.

"Be sure to stay alive and wait for my arrival!" Ye Feng suddenly exhaled deeply.

Long Nannan stood under the eaves and suddenly turned back with a smile, and at that moment, Ye Feng was suddenly shocked and at a loss for words. This was the first time he had seen Long Nannan's true face.

Under the moonlight, she wore a white dress. That one turning glance seemed to bring all charm to life, and she was breathtaking, as if the entire nation fell for her beauty. This, then, was the true Long Nannan.

Suddenly a wind arose in the night, and with a gentle wave of Long Nannan's slender, white arm, she flew away like a fairy from the heavens, as if she was returning to the Heavenly Palace.

Ye Feng stood still for a long while, then suddenly heaved a deep sigh, feeling an indescribable sense of loss.