The Road to Becoming a Son-in-Law

Chapter 169 Slaying the White-Clad

Chapter 169 Slaying the White-Clad

"Runs fast enough, faster than a rabbit..." Chen Feng couldn't help but complain. If he dared to show himself, he should at least give a proper greeting. What was this all about? Chen Feng felt uneasy. Something was definitely up; otherwise, why would he be hiding from him? Moreover, to escape right under his nose, he must be of considerable power. He didn't come with good intentions. What was his purpose?

"Big brother, what are you doing here? I haven't given you your money back yet." The little girl hurriedly caught up, very curious about what had happened.

"It's nothing, I just saw my old flame. What a pity! Because of some things from back then, he refused to see me and ran away. Let's go, let's go back!" Chen Feng looked at Xiao Gu Niang with a nonchalant expression, spouting nonsense to brush her off.

The young girl was skeptical, unsure whether Chen Feng was telling the truth. However, judging from his nonchalant attitude, he was probably joking.

The two returned to the inn, and the young girl gave Chen Feng three taels of silver in change. "Here you go, I'll take five taels of silver from you, two taels for the meal, here's your three taels change."

"It's so cheap, I've eaten quite a lot!" Chen Feng joked.

The young woman smiled and said, "This isn't a rip-off shop. If you're happy with it, you can bring your friends next time, and I'll give you a discount."

Chen Feng nodded. "You're quite good at business..."

"Of course, we innkeepers all need to attract repeat customers and make more guests satisfied. Then word will spread, and more and more guests will come. Only then can the inn do well and last long," the young girl said confidently, sharing her insights.

Chen Feng nodded, "Okay, I'll come again next time."

Just as Chen Feng was about to turn around, the monk in white robes reappeared, and this time he was very close to Chen Feng. Chen Feng saw his face clearly, and the two looked at each other.

The little girl followed Chen Feng's gaze and saw a monk dressed in white standing opposite her. "Big brother, did you run away just now because of this monk in white? Is he your enemy?"

Chen Feng shook his head without speaking, secretly channeling his spiritual power, preparing to launch a pursuit at any moment.

Just then, the monk in white robes moved first. His figure was elusive, weaving through the crowd like a ghost. Chen Feng was immediately shocked upon seeing this, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Such excellent lightness skill! No wonder I couldn't find him earlier. I can't let him get away; I must find out what's going on."

"I have something to attend to, so I'll be going now. See you next time. Don't follow me this time." After saying this to the little girl, Chen Feng pushed his spiritual power to its limit. Chen Feng wasn't skilled in light-body techniques; apart from the Thirteen Slashes Sword Technique and the Heavenly Evolution Dao Method, he hadn't mastered any other martial arts. However, at this moment, Chen Feng pushed his spiritual power to its limit, gushing out from the Yongquan acupoint on the soles of his feet. The spiritual energy was released to the ground, and the force rebounded, making him as light as a swallow when running.

"Where are you going?" the little girl shouted, but Chen Feng ignored her and ran towards the city gate at an extremely fast speed. Was he going to fight again? The little girl thought to herself, "Great, there's going to be a good show." With that thought, the little girl also chased after Chen Feng in the direction he left.

The white-robed monk's movements were truly bizarre; not only was he incredibly fast, but he could also precisely avoid pedestrians while running at top speed. Chen Feng, on the other hand, was in a much worse situation. Although his speed wasn't much slower than the monk's, precisely avoiding the oncoming crowds while running at high speed was a true skill. Chen Feng had no choice but to slow down and run at top speed through the crowd without bumping into pedestrians, which was definitely not his forte. In Chen Feng's own words, when you know you're inferior to someone in a certain ability, you have to admit defeat.

The sky gradually darkened. The white-robed monk weaved and darted through the crowd, running forward at breakneck speed. To avoid bumping into pedestrians, Chen Feng slowed down, and soon the monk disappeared into the crowd.

"Damn it, it's happening again." Chen Feng felt a surge of frustration. What exactly was this person's purpose? Judging from his actions, he was probably trying to lure me somewhere. He wouldn't abandon me; he would reappear. Yes, he would definitely reappear.

Chen Feng surveyed his surroundings, and sure enough, the white-robed monk reappeared in his sight. This time, Chen Feng consciously slowed his pace, making it seem as if he were strolling. This monk wouldn't leave until he achieved his goal, and since he wouldn't leave him behind, what was the rush?

The white-robed monk glanced back at Chen Feng, sensing that Chen Feng had noticed, and slowed down as well. Seeing the monk slow down, Chen Feng slowed even further, appearing completely unhurried. The monk looked back again, and his pace slowed considerably. And so, the two walked one after the other towards the city outskirts, until it was completely dark, until they reached a secluded, deserted place. The monk stopped, and Chen Feng also stopped.

"You went to all this trouble to lure me outside the city, is there something you need?"

"For just one thing," the monk said.

"what's up?"

"I will take your life," the monk replied.

Chen Feng gave a wry smile. "I didn't check the almanac before I left home today. I just got into a fight, and now this monk wants to kill me. Sigh!" Chen Feng turned his head and looked around. "How many assassins have you been hiding outside the city? I'm here now, let them all show themselves."

"I am all alone," the monk said.

"Alone?" Indeed, Chen Feng didn't sense anything unusual around him, but how could one person dare to try and kill him? Was he that confident? "Why didn't you make a move earlier?"

"It's broad daylight, and there are many pedestrians in the city, so it's not very convenient," the monk replied.

"Why kill me?"

"secret."

"I'm fine now, let's get started?" With that, Chen Feng drew his folding knife. He knew that further questioning would be pointless. As for the other man's strength, Chen Feng wasn't worried. He was a grandmaster-level expert in the Martial Arts Association, and he had only descended the mountain to investigate the truth behind the massacre of the Chen family. He knew his strength was unparalleled. Furthermore, he had already improved considerably after three days of training within the barrier. While this monk was no pushover, his strength lay in lightness skills; his combat prowess was questionable. And if all else failed, there was always Yin Hu.

The white-robed monk carried no weapons, but channeled his spiritual power, his figure darting about, and he arrived with a single palm strike.

Palm technique? Chen Feng hurriedly countered with the Thirteen Slashes Saber Technique. This Thirteen Slashes Saber Technique had held its own against Yu Xuzi in their previous encounter. The monk's palms swung, creating gusts of wind. The power was strong and the speed was fast, but the attack range was inferior to Chen Feng's saber technique. The two exchanged blows and fought to a draw.

The white-robed monk nodded secretly; this kid was no ordinary person.

Chen Feng nodded. "That's all you've got. It's about time to end this." Chen Feng then activated the "Heavenly Evolution Dao Technique." As soon as the technique was activated, the power of Chen Feng's swordsmanship instantly increased. The white-robed monk sensed something was wrong, but it was too late. Chen Feng's sword sliced ​​across the monk's neck, blood spurted out, staining his white robes red. It was over.

Chen Feng nodded. It seemed that his previous training within the barrier had yielded significant progress, equivalent to three years of regular training. "Sigh, I'm hungry again. I'll go back and check on the little girl."

"Little girl, I'm hungry," Chen Feng called out from outside the inn.

Someone at the inn replied, "The young lady hasn't returned yet!"

Not back? Where did you go? It's so dark and you're still not back. Playing around, huh? Chen Feng didn't seem to care. Even without her, I still have to eat. I'll order some food…

"Chen Feng..."

Chen Feng turned around, his expression unreadable, "Come on, let's eat something together..."

"Stop eating, the little girl is missing," He Yi said.