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Chapter 137 The Yan Family Sends Gifts
Chapter 137 The Yan Family Sends Gifts
Before Zhao Yu could explain, Lan Fenghuang suddenly laughed again.
She reached out and touched Zhao Yu's face, saying with a grin, "I thought it was something serious. When are you planning to introduce me to my good friend? I want to see what kind of woman can win over a blockhead like you."
Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment; he hadn't expected Lan Fenghuang to react this way.
However, upon closer inspection, Zhao Yu discovered that although Lan Fenghuang spoke casually, she didn't actually believe it at all.
After all, the Sun Moon Cult had a complete grasp of Zhao Yu's every move in this world.
She would never have believed that Zhao Yu had a close female friend she was unaware of.
Zhao Yu repeated himself seriously: "I'm telling the truth."
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"Okay, okay, I believe you. I didn't say I didn't believe you." Lan Fenghuang nodded perfunctorily. "When you have time, you can take me to see her."
Zhao Yu sighed helplessly.
It seems that only by taking her to the Southern Song Dynasty in person will she believe it.
I just hope they won't start fighting when they meet.
Zhao Yu prayed silently in his heart.
That night, Zhao Yu protected Lan Fenghuang, allowing her to regulate her internal energy. After a night of recuperation, Lan Fenghuang's internal injuries were completely healed.
Early the next morning.
Zhao Yuzheng and Lan Fenghuang were having breakfast in the courtyard.
The servant assigned by Zhu Houxi to Zhao Yu rushed in and bowed to report: "Reporting to the Immortal, Young Master Yan from Grand Secretary Yan's residence has come to request an audience with generous gifts."
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Zhao Yu and Lan Fenghuang exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of understanding in each other's eyes.
It seems that Yan Song already knows about what happened last night. Yan Shifan's visit this time is both to apologize and to test the waters.
Zhao Yu remained calm: "Go tell Yan Shifan to leave his things behind and then get out of here. Of course, if he's not satisfied, tell him he can go to His Majesty and complain about me, and we can confront him there."
Upon hearing this, the servant hesitated, "Master, that's the son of Grand Secretary Yan. Young Master Yan is also known as the Junior Grand Secretary in the court. This—"
Zhao Yu glanced at him: "Didn't you hear what I said?"
"I understand."
The servant hurried off to carry out his orders, and the courtyard returned to silence.
Zhao Yu remained seated at the stone table, leisurely picking up a piece of pickled vegetable with his chopsticks, as if nothing had just happened.
Lan Fenghuang covered her mouth, laughing so hard she almost fell over: "My dear lord, you're even more domineering than the Eastern Cult Leader on Blackwood Cliff back then. He was a dignified Junior Grand Secretary, bringing generous gifts to pay a visit, and you didn't even show your face before telling him to get lost."
"Dongfang Bubai?" Zhao Yu chuckled, put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth. "In the end, he's just the leader of a Jianghu gang. In terms of status, he's far inferior to me."
"Tch, more bragging." Blue Phoenix curled her lip, clearly not believing it.
Zhao Yu gave her a meaningful look: "Don't worry, you'll know when the time comes."
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He had already made up his mind that he would take advantage of the opportunity of transporting this batch of grain to try and see if he could bring people across the two worlds.
If feasible, take Lan Fenghuang to the Southern Song Dynasty to see for herself and make her completely believe what I said.
Not long after, the servant rushed back, a hint of lingering fear on his face: "Master Qibing, Young Master Yan was furious after hearing your words, his face turned ashen, and he uttered some very unpleasant curses. However, he still left a gift and departed with his men."
"I understand." Zhao Yu nodded calmly, not surprised at all.
Although Yan Shifan was arrogant and domineering, he was not stupid.
Ding Mian, Lu Bai, and the group of Whiteboard Killer all died in the capital overnight. Even a fool could guess that it was their doing.
Since he could kill so many martial arts masters silently, he could naturally kill Yan Shifan as well.
Without absolute certainty, Yan Song and his son would never dare to break ties with me.
"Let's go see what good things Young Master Yan has given us," Zhao Yu said to Lan Fenghuang with a smile as he stood up.
The two arrived at the front hall and saw more than a dozen boxes of various sizes piled up in the courtyard.
Upon opening it, one finds it filled with glittering gold, snow-white silver, and various pearls, agates, jade, and other precious stones—a dazzling array that overwhelms the eyes.
"Wow! So many treasures!" Blue Phoenix's eyes widened. She rushed to the box, picked up a string of pearl necklaces, and held it up to her neck.
Zhao Yu leaned against the doorframe: "Do you know why they sent me so many treasures and were willing to put up with my temper?"
"That goes without saying," Lan Fenghuang replied without looking up. "It's because you've won over the emperor so well that he and his son have no choice but to curry favor with you if they want to keep their positions."
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You're only half right.
Zhao Yu stepped forward and gently closed a box: "The real reason they bowed down this time is only one: my fists are harder than theirs."
"Your fists are strong?" Blue Phoenix looked up at him with some confusion.
"That's right. Yan Song must have received news of Ding Mian and his men's complete annihilation last night. He knows that since I could kill so many experts in one night, I could also take their heads without anyone noticing. In the court, they can't do anything to me; in terms of martial arts, they are far inferior. They have no choice but to admit defeat."
"So you see, the imperial court and the martial world are actually not that different. In the end, it all comes down to who has the bigger fist and who calls the shots."
Lan Fenghuang nodded thoughtfully: "I see. But are you sure they truly submit to you?"
"Of course not," Zhao Yu scoffed. "Yan Song and his son have controlled the government for decades. They are arrogant and proud. How could they possibly bow down to a young man like me so easily? They are only temporarily holding back because they are intimidated by my military strength. In secret, they are definitely still trying to find ways to deal with me."
He took Lan Fenghuang's hand and said, "That's why you must continue to improve your martial arts. I can't always be by your side. What if they send someone to harm you when I'm not around? I—"
"Okay, okay, I got it."
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Lan Fenghuang interrupted him, a blush rising on her face: "I'll practice my skills properly from now on. Honestly, after going through all this trouble, you're still trying to persuade me to practice."
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Zhao Yu smiled and pulled her into his arms, whispering in her ear, "I'm just afraid that a few petty thieves could hurt you and make you cough up blood. If we really run into some expert, I won't even have time to regret it."
Lan Fenghuang felt a warmth in her heart, gently punched him, and said proudly, "A mere petty thief? Those are the Thirteen Protectors of the Songshan Sect. It's already a miracle that I survived. If others heard this, they would definitely say you're arrogant."
Zhao Yu said with no small amount of pride, "Then you should take a look at who is saying these things."
After a few laughs, the two put away the gifts that Yan Shifan had sent them into the storeroom.