Chapter 1217: Master Ou Yezi's Sword Guardian Slave
"Okay, I'll pay attention."

Ye Feng replied and was about to hang up the phone.

At this time, Feng Jianwu continued, "By the way, Master, Mr. Duanmu Lei Ting wants to see you."

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, "What's the matter?"

"Because..." Feng Jianwu hesitated.

"Just say whatever you want to say." Ye Feng urged immediately.

"I just came to see Mr. Duanmu, and he accidentally heard the content of my phone call. After he knew that you were investigating Kawamoto Ying, he said he wanted to meet you. He was also the one who told me about Kawamoto Ying's strength..."

Feng Jianwu's voice became lower and lower as she spoke, because she accidentally leaked the task that Ye Feng had assigned to her. Although the other party was Duanmu Lei Ting, she still felt uneasy.

But Ye Feng didn't have the heart to care about these things now, "Okay, tell Mr. Duanmu that I will be there right away."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

In order to prevent being followed, he decided to disguise himself before going.

He always carried the disguise ointment with him, so he didn't need to go back to the hotel to get it.

After practicing several times, he became more and more proficient in disguise. He completed the disguise in less than ten minutes. He started the car and drove towards the courtyard where Duanmu Lei Ting was recuperating.

When he arrived at the courtyard, he found Duanmu Lei Ting sitting on a lounge chair in the yard basking in the sun.

And Feng Jianwu stood far away.

Seeing Ye Feng coming, Feng Jianwu lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong and did not dare to look at him.

Ye Feng just smiled and didn't blame her.

"Are you here?" Duanmu Lei Ting pointed to a chair next to him and said, "Sit down."

Ye Feng walked over and sat down. Feng Jianwu considerately served him a cup of tea and obediently acted as his maid.

"How is your recovery going?" Ye Feng took a sip of tea and turned to look at Duanmu Lei Ting.

"It's much better now, but it will be difficult to return to my peak in a short period of time." Duanmu Lei Ting smiled bitterly.

"The poison you were infected with is too vicious. It's a miracle that you're still alive. For the time being, you'd better not fight with anyone else." Ye Feng gave a few instructions.

Duanmu Lei Ting nodded in agreement, then suddenly changed the subject, "I heard that you are investigating that Kawamoto Ying?"

Ye Feng perked up when he heard him finally get to the point. "I heard from Feng Jian that it was you who told her about Kawamoto Ying's strength?"

Duanmu Lei Ting nodded, "That's right."

Ye Feng frowned immediately, "How do you know Kawamoto Ying knows martial arts?"

Duanmu Lei Ting clenched his fists and said, "Because I have fought him before, his strength is at least not worse than mine."

Ye Feng was suddenly shocked. He originally thought that no matter how strong Kawamoto Ying was, he would at most be about the same as Fengjian Wu. He didn't expect that he was so strong.

He had fought with Duanmu Lei Ting once before. Although the opponent was only testing his strength and did not show his true strength, it still surprised him.

According to his judgment, Duanmu Leiting's strength is at least not inferior to that of his master Liu Wenyuan, and may even be stronger. And that Kawamoto Ying actually has such strength?

He did not completely believe what Duanmu Lei Ting said. After all, the two of them had only known each other for a short time and it was impossible for them to trust each other 100%.

Duanmu Lei Ting seemed to see through his thoughts and immediately smiled, "I don't know what method he used to hide his aura. There is no warrior aura on him at all, just like an ordinary person. I was a little careless at the time and almost got ambushed by him."

Ye Feng frowned even more tightly, "How could you fight with him?"

Duanmu Lei Ting hesitated for a moment, as if thinking about how to start the conversation.

Seeing this, Ye Feng immediately waved his hand and said, "If you are not comfortable talking about it, forget it."

Duanmu Lei Ting smiled and said, "Actually, there's nothing inconvenient to say. I didn't tell you before mainly because I didn't want you to get involved in this mess. But now that you've gotten involved, there's nothing to hide."

Ye Feng immediately perked up and listened attentively.

Duanmu Lei Ting looked at the clouds in the sky and spoke slowly, "Back then, Master Ou Yezi forged swords in Zhanlu Mountain in Nanfu Province, and the ancestor of our Duanmu family was the pyrotechnician who made fire for Master Ou Yezi..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng was immediately filled with awe.

I didn’t expect that Duanmu Leiting’s family has been passed down for such a long time.

Duanmu Lei Ting had a proud look on his face. "Master Ou Yezi was very kind to our ancestors. After the master passed away, our Duanmu family spent several generations of effort to collect the swords he forged, including the famous swords such as Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuchang, and Juque. All of them are buried in Zhanlu Mountain..."

Ye Feng was speechless after hearing this. No wonder these famous artifacts in history were gradually lost. It turned out that the ancestor of the Duanmu family was the initiator.

This is really explosive news. If it gets out, it will probably cause a sensation throughout China.

Duanmu Lei Ting did not pause and continued: "Our Duanmu family has an ancestral precept that all descendants of our Duanmu family will be the sword-guarding slaves of Master Ou Yezi from generation to generation, and will never leave Zhanlu Mountain for the rest of their lives..."

Feng Jianwu, who was standing by, was also stunned. Being slaves for generations? How great a favor is this?

Not to mention her, even Ye Feng, a Chinese, couldn't understand it.

It has been passed down from the Spring and Autumn Period to the present, and there are at least hundreds of generations.

The world has changed dramatically, and people’s hearts have changed.

Time can change everything, including the vows made.

But it is somewhat unbelievable that the Duanmu family had been able to defend Mount Zhanlu for more than two thousand years.

Duanmu Lei Ting seemed to see the two people's confusion, and he raised his head and laughed three times, "I know you can't understand, but our Duanmu family does abide by our ancestors' teachings and has guarded the artifacts in Zhanlu Mountain for generations, and we dare not slack off in the slightest."

"Then why are you leaving Zhanlu Mountain now?" Fengjian Wu asked curiously.

Duanmu Lei Ting's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he clenched his fists tightly, "It was because you shameless Japanese people stole those artifacts that I was forced to leave the mountain!"

His expression was somewhat ferocious, and Feng Jianwu was so scared that she took two steps back, her little face full of fear.

Ye Feng was immediately displeased, "Brother Duanmu, that's a bit too much."

(End of this chapter)