C5

Ye Qi did not know what his classmates were thinking.

However, even if he knew, he would not put an Awakened in his eyes.

His enemy was Zhuang Qiuhan, the strongest woman in China.

If the threat of an Awakened could cause him to be on tenterhooks, what kind of revenge would he want?

However, Ye Feng knew clearly in his heart that the kick that he used to send Ma Chao flying seemed to be an understatement, but it was an extremely accurate timing and angle. It was an skill that he had accumulated from numerous battles in his previous life, and had nothing to do with his combat power.

He was even dissatisfied with the result of the kick, which had allowed him to discover the hidden danger in his current body.

The young boy, Ye Feng, did not have a good physique. Although Youvo's family background did not allow him to lack nutrition, and his parents wanted to support him in participating in the Body Arts Training, they would often spend a large amount of money to buy some Variant Species's meat to replenish his energy. Because they had lost the boy's body too early and allowed him to indulge himself for the past two years, there were already signs of instability in their Profound Qi.

Furthermore,'s family was currently in a difficult situation. Having lost the nourishment of the Variant Species, found it difficult to maintain his body and had just suffered from some injuries.

If this went on, he would never be able to become one in ten thousand!

Knowing the problem, Ye Feng knew how to solve it well. After leaving the training center, he headed straight home.

His father had a clinic and there was no shortage of medicinal herbs. He was preparing to concoct some Chinese medicine that could strengthen the essence and nurture the spirit.

Ye Feng did not choose to take the carriage but instead walked through the bustling city area. Along the way, they traveled for more than five kilometers and personally experienced the changes in China's cities during these ten years.

Seeing the light at home from afar warmed his heart.

In his previous life, Ye Feng was an orphan.

Now that he was reborn as a person, there was actually something called kinship that inexplicably appeared in his heart.

He could not help but quicken his pace, turning into a gust of wind and floating to the outside of his house on the seventh floor.

"Bang, bang bang!"

Ye Feng lightly knocked on the door.

In the past, young people would always be kicked with their feet, and if Mother of Ye was slightly slower, she would roar and argue so loudly that the entire building would be able to hear him.

Now that he had fused with his memories from two lifetimes, he knew that his mother's heart wasn't well, so he didn't dare to push too much. He was afraid that he would scare her.

They could hear the sound of chairs and tables moving inside the room through the door. However, there was no sound at all. They waited for a long time, but still no one answered the door.

Ye Feng was startled, then lightly knocked on the door.

Finally, the sound of footsteps could be heard from behind the door. "Who is it?"

Her voice was trembling, as if she was very afraid.

Ye Feng frowned, he could tell that it was his mother's voice, so he answered: "I'm Feng. Class is over."

"Creak …"

After opening the door, the Mother of Ye turned around and walked back.

Although she tried his best to hide it, Ye Feng keenly realised that his mother had only just cried.

In the living room, tables and chairs were scattered all over the place. Even the TV and fridge had been smashed, as if someone had just come out of a disaster.

His heart suddenly sank as he asked, "What's going on? Did that group of people come to our house to cause trouble? "

The Mother of Ye turned her back to him and shook his head, "Nothing, don't bother yourself with it. I will take care of this place myself. You should quickly return to your room to study."

"I'll go look for them!"

Ye Feng said as he walked out.

Previously, he only knew from the youth's memories that there were people causing trouble at his father's clinic, but his impression of them was not very deep. It was obvious that the youth did not take the matter to heart, and now that they were actually causing trouble at home and even being personally witnessed by him, how could he not care?

"Come back!"

Mother of Ye quickly chased him out and dragged him back into the house. He then tightly locked the door and blocked it with his body, begging him, "If you really are doing this for me and your father, then please don't cause any more trouble, okay?"

Her compassionate words were like a knife that stabbed into Ye Feng's heart.

He was silent for a long time, unable to bear to disappoint his mother who was on the verge of collapse, so he nodded his head against his will.

Everything in the house was smashed and even the parents' bedrooms were in a mess.

By the time he had helped his mother clean up, it was already completely dark.

Ye Feng could only give up on the thought of immediately brewing the Chinese medicine and return to his room, only to find that everything inside was still fine.

He was stunned. He really wanted to see how the thin and weak mother had saved his entire room with the help of the evil man's stick.

But at this moment, he truly felt a mother's love for her son.

Ye Feng's heart felt heavy, as if something was blocking his way.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that when he was cleaning up his parents' bedroom, he could see that they were all using the old items from many years ago, while his room was full of famous brands. Even the computers on the desk were the best configuration on the market.

He sighed and turned on the computer.

When he was about to confirm, he suddenly thought of something and quickly deleted it. Then, he set up a few springboards and virtual addresses for dozens of times before he used the network's stealth function to carefully enter the website.

This was a very unremarkable residential forum, and the posts inside were all things that depended on one's background.

However, when Ye Feng clicked on one of the posts and replied a string of seemingly meaningless words, the forum's page suddenly changed to become a blazing palace.

The front door of the palace was tightly shut, as if it had never been pushed open before.

Ye Feng hesitated for a while, but in the end, he was unable to suppress the desire in his heart.

"Squeak."

The gates of the palace slowly opened, revealing a wide space inside, as well as ten large thrones lined up in a row.

Ye Feng frowned.

The throne was mostly empty except for a middle-aged man who was wearing an ancient battle robe curling up on the second throne from the right.

The middle-aged man seemed to be very tired, but at the same time, he seemed to be very lonely. He had his eyes closed, and it was unknown what he was thinking about, but he was suddenly awakened by the sound of the door opening.

However, it was empty in front of him.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment before his face darkened as he asked, "Who?"

The voice contained a strong fighting intent. Even through an invisible network and a screen, this strong fighting intent was still like a heavy punch, ruthlessly smashing onto Ye Feng's heart.

His expression changed as he hastily pulled out the power source.

"Wait …"

The middle-aged man seemed to have realized something and hastily reached out to stop him, but it was already too late …