When the two stepped out, Feng Cai'er's Baolai car was there.

Yang Fei abandoned it without hesitation.

According to Yang Fei.

For the first time meeting the father-in-law and mother-in-law, he had to drive a Rolls-Royce.

This fellow kept calling them "father-in-law" and "mother-in-law," taking advantage of Feng Cai'er.

Feng Cai'er was so annoyed that she gritted her teeth.

Under Feng Cai'er's strong opposition,

Yang Fei eventually did not ask Li Shun to send a Lesley to show off.

The two took Yang Fei's Land Rover onto the Third Ring Highway and headed for Feng Cai'er's hometown.

Feng Cai'er's hometown is in a city called Qu City.

It's not too far from Yannan, just over two hundred kilometers.

From the highway, it takes about an hour and a half to get there.

Qu City is a famous hub of martial arts; everyone practices martial arts there.

Any random child on the street knows a few moves.

Most practice martial arts passed down within families, among them not a few hidden Martial Arts Masters.

There are numerous martial arts schools everywhere here.

Martial arts enthusiasts from all over the country come to Qu City to learn martial arts.

They have become the primary consumer group of Qu City.

Therefore, none of the thirteen big rascals of Shan Province dare to swagger and make trouble in Qu City.

However, it's strange that the public order here is in total chaos.

Street fights, incidents of manslaughter almost rank first in the nation.

Naturally, this place has the most hidden agents from the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions.

Yang Fei drove while listening to Feng Cai'er discuss the security situation of her hometown.

He felt quite sentimental.

In Qu City, the use of martial arts in rebellious ways was glaringly obvious.

Incidents of violent crimes committed through martial arts were ceaseless.

But under the influence of today's restless social climate,

the gallant spirit of not bullying the weak and remaining unyielding in the face of power is becoming increasingly rare.

Feng Cai'er's ancestors were martial masters who roamed from Cangzhou to Qu City and opened a martial arts school to make a living.

Feng Cai'er's father inherited the family business and had always taught boxing to make a living.

However, as martial arts declined, Feng Cai'er's family also gradually found it difficult to make ends meet.

By Feng Cai'er's generation,

Old Master Feng finally made up his mind to let his daughter attend university properly.

He did not want to continue passing down the martial arts school from generation to generation.

However, although Feng Cai'er went to university, she also inherited her father's genuine skills.

Feng Style Boxing, said to be a branch passed down by the Grandmaster of Martial Arts, Li Yaochen, from the Republic of China era.

Their Three Emperor Cannon Punch technique is particularly exquisite.

Yang Fei listened carefully to Feng Cai'er's introduction, nodding now and then.

For some reason,

when Feng Cai'er looked at Yang Fei's distinct profile and the serious expression on his face,

her heart skipped a beat: "This rascal isn't half bad-looking when he isn't up to mischief."

This sudden thought made Feng Cai'er's cheeks burn.

It felt as if a secret had suddenly formed in her heart.

Feng Cai'er quickly averted her gaze, no longer daring to look at Yang Fei's face.

Just as Yang Fei was getting absorbed, Feng Cai'er stopped talking.

Yang Fei couldn't help but feel surprised, "Why did you stop talking?"

Feng Cai'er held back the turmoil in her heart, her pretty face tightened.

"I'll speak if I want, and keep quiet if I don't, do you mind?"

Seeing her cheeks slightly blushing and her eyes evasive, Yang Fei chuckled softly.

"What's the matter, you irritated?"

He grinned and lit a cigarette for himself.

"I must warn you, don't fall in love with me."

"Pshaw, who would fall in love with you?"

"Even if all the men in the world were dead, I wouldn't spare you a glance."

Just as Feng Cai'er started having a good impression on Yang Fei, his words sparked her fury.

Had they not been in a car, she might have jumped at him and given Yang Fei a good beating again.

Yang Fei chuckled softly.

"Good, don't worry, if in this world, there were only one man left."

"I'd buy you lots of cucumbers, all kinds of models."

Feng Cai'er was fuming, unable to hold it in any longer, and suddenly grabbed Yang Fei's ear.

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll pull your dog ears off."

"Oh my, murder of a close husband, help!"

Yang Fei yelled and screamed, but the car didn't slow down at all, racing towards Qu City.

Along the way, the two of them messed around quite a bit, which was pretty fun.

An hour later, Yang Fei and Feng Cai'er finally arrived at Qu City.

Qu City is an ancient and quaint old town.

Each of the old street's ancient buildings is treated as a cultural heritage and well preserved.

The nationwide wave of massive demolitions and constructions had little impact here.

The reason is simple.

The people of Qu City are martial and the local customs are exceptionally fierce, and most are extremely united.

Those who practice martial arts all have strong backbones.

The stubborn homeowners here are packed thick, neither caring for their lives nor for money.

The addition of the national policy for cultural heritage protection spared Qu City from demolition calamity.

Of course, this wasn't entirely a good thing.

The old streets crisscross, and the roads are extremely narrow, making it difficult for vehicles to pass.

The highways that connect everywhere in Yannan are almost unseen here.

The inconvenience in transportation has also prevented the local economy from rapid development.

Yang Fei drove a Land Rover, navigating through the narrow old streets under Feng Cai'er's direction.

As he drove, he also admired the various Republic of China era old residences beside the streets, which had a unique charm.

Finally, on the left side of an old street's entrance.

Feng Cai'er pointed at a quaint courtyard.

"See that? That's my home, just park by the road."

Yang Fei looked and saw a medium-sized quadrangle courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard stood a lush and leafy banyan tree.

The red copper door with beast-head door knockers was polished to a shine.

Before the door, blue stone steps led upwards.

The blue stone steps were somewhat damaged, covered with green, lush weeds.

Yang Fei gave a loud whistle.

"Your house is really beautiful, I must marry you."

"Then, naturally occupy this courtyard."

Feng Cai'er glared at him with anger.

"Can't you go a second without babbling nonsense, and not feel uncomfortable?"

Yang Fei chuckled shamelessly,

"Actually, I'm just being quite honest."

"Shut up!"

Knowing that Little Police Flower was on the verge of exploding, Yang Fei tactfully stopped talking.

He didn't stop the car.

This guy drove around in a circle and then stopped at a nearby large supermarket.

Feng Cai'er was puzzled: "What are you planning now?"

Yang Fei grinned self-righteously.

"This is the son-in-law's first visit."

"We absolutely have to bring some gifts for the parents, right?"

"Tsk, if you spout nonsense again, be careful, the old master might use the Wuji Saber to peel you!"

Feng Cai'er saw that Yang Fei had good intentions and felt a bit sweet inside.

But she didn't let up at all.

"Hehe, don't worry, a mother-in-law sees a son-in-law, the more she looks, the more pleasing he becomes."

"My uncle and aunty won't glare at me for sure."

Watching this guy, completely considering himself as a prospective son-in-law,

Feng Cai'er felt her head throbbing non-stop.

She sighed helplessly.

"I don't even know why my father wants to see you?"

"But the old master has a bad temper, bear with it a bit later, let's go."

Yang Fei, without needing Feng Cai'er's guidance, bought some gifts for the parents.

The two then drove back, arriving at the entrance of the Feng Family Courtyard.

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