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Chapter 369 Could this person be my father?

After dinner, Lin Feng's homesickness intensified as he looked at the bright moon in the sky.

He said to Mr. Hong, "Teacher, I plan to go home, which will take about three days."

Mr. Hong smiled and nodded, "It's time to go back and visit home after being away for so long."

I told your mother that the sect has sent you on a mission to the border, and you won't be back for two or three years.

Is three days enough?

It would take Mr. Hong at least ten days to half a month to make a trip to Qinghe County, and Lin Feng would have to make a round trip and also spend time with his family.

Mr. Hong felt that three days was a bit short, which is why he asked this question.

"Three days should be enough. After this period, I'll bring my family over." Lin Feng was a little worried about his teacher. "Teacher, will other sects come looking for trouble in the next couple of days?"

"No, they still don't know what happened in three days."

"It will be at least two weeks before they figure things out and come looking for trouble with us again."

"That's good."

Lin Feng clasped his hands in a fist salute to the senior brothers and sisters around him.

"I'm going home now. See you in three days."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he shot into the sky like a rocket, instantly piercing through the clouds and disappearing from everyone's sight.

Zhu Linghua stared blankly at the huge hole in the clouds, feeling that she could never catch up with Lin Feng, no matter how hard she tried.

"Teacher, what level has my junior brother reached?"

"Innate realm, Grandmaster combat strength."

I also don't understand why your junior brother possesses such terrifying combat power.

It may be related to his extraordinary comprehension.

He learns all kinds of martial arts very quickly, perhaps because he has practiced so many martial arts that quantitative change has led to qualitative change.

When your junior brother returns, you should learn a lot from him.

Mr. Hong was unaware that Lin Feng possessed a system, and this was the extent of his analysis.

When Lin Feng flew away, Zhou Haitian, a grandmaster-level elder of the Sword Sect's main peak, also sensed it.

Zhou Haitian, who was sitting cross-legged, changed his expression slightly. He realized that Lin Feng was actually faster than him.

This means that if Lin Feng wants to kill him, and he can't beat Lin Feng, he won't even be able to escape.

Zhou Haitian stood up and paced back and forth in the quiet room several times, still feeling uneasy.

"We must first maintain a good relationship with Yun Jianfeng."

We also need to find an opportunity to probe Lin Feng's background and see just how strong he really is.

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Lin Feng was eager to return home, so he went at full speed, transforming into a shooting star and flying rapidly above the clouds.

The mountains, rivers, villages, and towns on the ground were all swept past in a flash.

Some people mistook the forest breeze in the sky for a shooting star and even made wishes for their families to be healthy and for them to be wealthy in the coming year.

Around five or six o'clock in the evening, Lin Feng arrived near Qinghe County.

He fell into the mountains and forests and walked into Qinghe County.

After two years away, Qinghe County seemed to have become much more lively, with farmers, hunters, and vendors flocking to the town.

As soon as Lin Feng entered the city, he noticed a man roasting sweet potatoes secretly spying on him. He took out his high-ranking badge and hung it on his waist, then smiled at the man.

This person must have been sent by the master to protect his family.

The man seemed to recognize Lin Feng, his eyes widened, and he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng waved his hand at him, telling him not to make a fuss.

After walking for a while, Lin Feng suddenly saw a group of guards in hemp clothing queuing up to buy steamed buns.

The person selling steamed buns was his own mother.

I don't practice martial arts, so how did I end up selling steamed buns?

My mother was smiling as she handed out steamed buns to someone; she seemed to be in a good mood.

Lin Feng planned to give his mother a surprise.

When there was no one at the stall, Lin Feng walked over and asked, "Auntie."

"Hey."

"How much are the steamed buns?"

Lin's mother, busy steaming buns, said without looking up, "Two for one coin."

"At such a low price, is it even possible to make a profit?"

"Hey, not for making money, just to keep myself occupied."

I'll also wait for my son here.

I set up my stall here so my son can see it as soon as he gets home.

Where did your son go?

Lin's mother looked up into the distance, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"I don't know, but I should be back this year."

Lin Feng felt a lump in his throat. He had been away from home for so long and had worried his mother. In his mother's heart, her son was always the most important person.

Lin Feng took out a coin and placed it on the stall, "Give me two steamed buns."

Lin's mother took out a piece of oiled paper and quickly wrapped two buns. "Here you go, eat them while they're hot."

Lin Feng took two bites and said, "Mom, make me some more vinegar."

Upon hearing this, Lin's mother froze in mid-air while she was working.

She slowly raised her head to look at Lin Feng, and when she saw Lin Feng's face clearly, a surprised smile appeared on her face.

As she smiled, her eyes filled with tears.

She put down what she was doing, wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and strode out from behind the stall.

Lin's mother reached out and hugged Lin Feng's neck, and Lin Feng bent down and hugged his mother.

Lin's mother cried, "Waaah, my son, you're finally back. I thought you were so... I thought you were so..."

Lin Feng's eyes also reddened. "Mother, don't cry. I'm fine, aren't I?"

Lin's mother reached out and gently patted Lin Feng twice, "You brat, you've been gone for over two years, don't you even care about your wife and kids?"

"Mother, I've been busy and can't get away."

Lin's mother reached out and touched Lin Feng's cheeks, "Are you leaving again this time?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment and said, "I'll stay here for one day this time. I have to go back to the Sword Sect tomorrow."

"Once things stabilize over there in a month or two, I'll bring you over."

Lin's mother sobbed twice, somewhat reluctant to let her go, "You're leaving again! These next month or two won't turn into another year or two, will it?"

"No, this time it will definitely be one or two months."

"Can't you stay a couple more days this time?"

"I can't stay any longer. There's an urgent matter at the Sword Sect, and I need to return immediately."

"Then hurry up and help me pack up my stall so I can go back and check on Chunlan and the children."

"Sigh." Lin Feng helped his mother quickly pack up the stall. "Mom, don't come out to sell steamed buns anymore. It's too tiring."

"It's not hard work, I just want to find something to do."

"Didn't I teach you a lot of kung fu? You can practice martial arts at home to keep your body healthy."

"Do you think everyone is you? All you care about is practicing martial arts."

When I was little, my maternal grandfather took me to the county town, and I was so tempted when I saw the steamed buns for sale.

As a result, your grandfather simply couldn't come up with a single copper coin to buy steamed buns.

Back then, my mother thought that when she had money in the future, she would open a steamed bun shop, where people could eat as many steamed buns as they wanted, and sell the leftovers.

Now that our family's living conditions have improved, Mom wants to open a steamed bun shop.

Lin Feng thought about it and agreed. "After all, everyone has their own ambitions and things they want to do. Some people have excellent talent in martial arts, but they prefer to write and paint."

As she walked, Lin's mother kept saying, "The lives of the people in Qinghe County have become much better in the past two years."

Every household has extra money, and everyone can afford to buy steamed buns.

Your master implemented some kind of reform, disbanding the city lord's mansion and leaving only the city guards and the yamen (government office).

They also required all the residents of the county to vote annually for the city guards and government offices, and to offer their opinions.

If the people vote against it too many times, the officials in charge of the government and the city guards will lose their positions.

Now, when you go to the yamen (government office) to handle matters, you no longer have to be beaten; the officials there are all very kind and gentle.

Your master is doing practical things for us ordinary people.

The millions of people in Longyuan County are all grateful to your master.

"You've chosen the right path by following your master; your mother is quite at ease."

Lin Feng nodded. His teacher's reform immediately solved the problem of local martial artists seizing property by trickery and robbing others instead of doing their jobs properly.

In the past, the power of local martial artists came from their superiors, so they would exploit the people to curry favor with them.

Now, the power comes from the common people, so local martial artists can only try to please them.

The teacher really knows how to do things.

As the two were approaching their doorstep, a little boy ran up to them and said, "Grandma, why are you back so early today?"

The little boy glanced at Lin Feng, but stubbornly refused to acknowledge him.

Lin's mother smiled but didn't say anything.

Lin Feng recognized him at a glance as his eldest son, Lin Yuxiang. He had grown into a big boy in the two years since they last met.

The little boy circled Lin Feng twice more, curiously examining him, and then said somewhat uncertainly, "This person isn't my dad, is he?"