The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

Chapter 928: Chapter 927: Conversation at the Mountain Peak

The visitor found the matter ridiculously trivial. After all, becoming a direct disciple of Mr. Wu is a dream many aspire to; take Guan Shan, for example, a favored son of heaven who has always wanted to be under Mr. Wu’s tutelage. So why would Su Changfeng refuse?

”Mr. Wu, might you be overthinking this? Could it be that Su Changfeng doesn’t want to take you as his master? That would be unbelievably lucky! I hardly think that kid is lacking in brains,” the visitor confidently concluded.

”Ah, if only it were as simple as you say.” Mr. Wu shrugged helplessly and continued, ”You are indeed wrong this time; Su Changfeng himself told An Yufei he doesn’t want to be my disciple.”

This revelation left the visitor utterly astonished. The information today was overwhelming, and his jaw already ached from surprise. Mr. Wu had expressed the desire to take Su Changfeng as a direct disciple, yet Su Changfeng was unwilling—it all seemed like a joke. Many from Tuo Shi dream of this opportunity, but when offered to Su Changfeng, a mere mortal, he refuses such honor.

”Could it be that Su Changfeng is simple-minded?” the visitor speculated.

”Haha, I also wondered if that’s the case. But I can’t simply let him refuse; naturally, I have to put in more effort to make this kid willingly take me as his master,” Mr. Wu sighed.

Even Mr. Wu hadn’t anticipated that Su Changfeng would turn him down. Over the years, those wanting to be Mr. Wu’s disciple were numerous, not in the thousands but at least tens of thousands, yet Mr. Wu had always been scornful and never chose anyone. Finally deciding to take a direct disciple, he’s met with insubordination—it would infuriate anyone listening to it.

However, the visitor understood that Mr. Wu’s willingness to invest so much effort into this young man named Su Changfeng showed that he held him in high regard. Otherwise, with Mr. Wu’s character, he wouldn’t be doing this.

Although the visitor was still unaware of Su Changfeng’s capabilities, he had never seen Mr. Wu hold someone in such high esteem in all his years. Additionally, the title ”savior of mankind” carried immense weight.

Perhaps the future of the entire Tuo Shi would be entrusted to this man named Su Changfeng, and the whole world might change because of him.

”Mr. Wu, the weather is a bit chilly, it’s time to head back and rest,” the visitor advised concernedly.

Mr. Wu flicked his sleeve, turned around, and vanished into the wind, exuding an air of an immortal.

Meanwhile, at Su Changfeng’s villa...

Su Changfeng’s leg, initially injured by Ye Chenyu, was gradually recovering. After all, it’s been four weeks, which is quite long for someone with Su Changfeng’s remarkable healing ability. Now, he could walk on his own, albeit still resembling Iron Crutch Li. For others, such recovery would take three to five months to reach Su Changfeng’s current state.

As Su Changfeng was about to watch TV to pass the time, An Shiwen rushed into his villa with a panicked expression.

”Su Changfeng, my uncle has disappeared,” An Shiwen said anxiously to Su Changfeng.

An Yufei had always acted prudently, and as one of Tuo Shi’s people, his cultivation technique was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Why would he disappear? Perhaps he was busy with some mysterious affairs, not wanting to be disturbed.

”You’re more familiar with your uncle’s abilities than I am, and since no mortal could be his match, he might be busy with something. Don’t worry,” Su Changfeng responded.

Being decisive, An Shiwen naturally wouldn’t rush to Su Changfeng the moment An Yufei vanished. His anxiety stemmed from An Yufei disappearing without a word for over three days since An Shiwen last saw him. An Shiwen knew his uncle’s purpose for being here. The sudden disappearance indicated something was amiss.

”Brother Changfeng, I initially thought the same, believing my uncle might be attending to some affairs. However, I haven’t seen him for three days. More importantly, the coffin that was in front of Ye Litian’s door has vanished,” An Shiwen stated solemnly.

Upon hearing that both An Yufei and the coffin in front of the Ye Family Villa had disappeared, Su Changfeng furrowed his brows slightly.

Since An Yufei’s arrival, he lay atop the coffin exposed to the elements, which intimidated Ye Litian enough to refrain from acting rashly. Now that An Yufei was missing and even the coffin had vanished, there had to be a connection, and Su Changfeng instinctively linked it to Ye Litian.

Could Ye Litian have invited someone capable of rivaling An Yufei?

”Calm down and tell me everything you know,” Su Changfeng inquired with a serious expression.

An Shiwen summarized the recent events for Su Changfeng: ”Three days ago at noon, I went to the Ye Family Villa to find my uncle, but he wasn’t there. I assumed he was occupied, so I didn’t pay it much mind. But when I returned the next day, he was still missing. Today, when I went over, even the coffin in front of the villa was gone. This left me bewildered, thinking something might have happened, so I came to find you.”

An Shiwen was right; the disappearance of the coffin from the Ye Family door indeed signified unusual circumstances.

Ye Litian had always feared An Yufei, who lay unperturbed in front of his villa by the coffin. Despite his battered pride, he dared not move it, knowing it was beyond his capability.

Now that the coffin had vanished from the villa’s entrance, it must have been Ye Litian’s doing. His newfound audacity suggested confidence, a lack of fear of An Yufei.

The only likely scenario where such events could unfold would be if Ye Litian had enlisted a master capable of subduing An Yufei. Of course, that would be an optimistic outcome; the worst possibility was that An Yufei had been killed.

While Su Changfeng knew he couldn’t always rely on An Yufei, the grudge with Ye Litian was something he had to personally resolve.

Though he was aware of the inevitable confrontation, he was temporarily unprepared for such a timing.

”If I’m not mistaken, Ye Litian must have secured the help of an expert who could defeat your uncle; otherwise, he wouldn’t act so fearlessly,” Su Changfeng surmised with gravity.

Hearing those words, An Shiwen felt a chill run down his spine, prompting him to ask, ”Brother Changfeng, could it be that someone Ye Litian found has already killed my uncle?”