Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 482 - 478: If You Have the Ability, Go Ahead and Try It!_2

Ye Feng let out a cold laugh without committing himself one way or the other, aware in his heart that these so-called ancient clans, while outwardly presenting themselves as righteous, were essentially no different from the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts. If it were not for Hong Qingyan possessing the Wings of Light inheritance, they wouldn't even spare her a glance.

Hong Yaoyao still smiled and said, "After our last return, a few of us clan elders discussed and came up with a compromise that won't put Hong Qingyan in a difficult position, and at the same time, Mr. Ye, it also offers you considerable benefits."

"Oh, really?" Ye Feng laughed, but it was a cold laugh. In fact, he had already anticipated this so-called compromise, which was nothing more than the condition previously proposed by the Chief of the Hong Clan, Hong Tianguo: to marry into the Hong Family of the Ancient Clan and become their son-in-law!

Sure enough, Hong Tianguo spoke unhurriedly, "The method is this: Hong Qingyan agrees to return to the family, and we of the Ancient Hong Clan will not interfere with your relationship, nor will we pursue your previous disrespectful actions towards our Hong Clan. However, the condition is that Mr. Ye, you must marry into the Hong Clan, and any children born must not bear the Ye surname; they must be Hongs!"

Ye Feng's face grew increasingly solemn. He did not speak, but stared coldly at the four individuals. The Ancient Hong Clan was really pushing things too far by making such a demand; they clearly had no regard for him.

"How about it, Mr. Ye? This condition isn't difficult for you, is it?" Hong Yaoyao smiled slightly again and said, "Moreover, the Chief has already decreed that if you agree to marry into our Hong Clan, then apart from those two Technique of Bloodline Inheritance, you may practice any other Martial Skills or Cultivation Methods of our Ancient Hong Clan."

Ye Feng suddenly laughed, laughing loudly. His laughter echoed throughout the entire hall, reaching the ears of nearly everyone in Northern Cloud Residence.

Upon hearing the laughter, Sima Zhantian knew something was amiss and immediately wanted to rush over from the back courtyard, but Sausage Sister suddenly stopped him.

"Idiot, why the rush to go over there!" Sausage Sister demanded.

"What else? Naturally, it's to go to the front parlor. The Lord's laughter is off; there might be a big fight soon. I need to go help the Lord," Sima Zhantian replied without hesitation, convinced that action was necessary. At this point, even Xiao Chuanqi and Leng Wuming had come out, and Long Nannan and Yu Feiyu had also ceased their medical studies to join them.

Sausage Sister rolled her eyes at Sima Zhantian and huffed, "Go help? With your current cultivation level, you're probably not even a match for the flick of their fingers!"

"So what? Whenever the Lord encounters danger, I will rush forward even if it's through a mountain of blades and seas of fire. What does it matter?" Sima Zhantian replied, not caring about his own capabilities.

"You really are completely loyal to your lord," Sausage Sister said, not without irritation, but her tone softened as she continued, "Don't be in such a rush to go over; the visitors this time are four clan elders from the Ancient Hong Clan."

"So what? No matter if it's the Heavenly Emperor Laozi, if they dare to harm the Lord, I will still make my move!" Sima Zhantian said resolutely.

"Can't you big oaf just let me finish speaking!" Sausage Sister suddenly shouted in frustration, seemingly angry and disappointed.

At this moment, Xiao Chuanqi gestured with his hand and said, "Let's listen to her finish first. After all, we're right here, and if anything goes wrong, we can rush over to provide support instantly."

Only then did Sima Zhantian calm down, and Sausage Sister glared at him before saying, "This time, the Ancient Hong Clan is definitely here for Hong Qingyan. No matter what, Hong Qingyan is from the Ancient Hong Clan, so in a way, this matter is their family affair. We shouldn't intervene unless absolutely necessary, understood?"

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Naturally blunt, Sima Zhantian couldn't fully grasp the situation, but seeing Sausage Sister seemingly angry, he prudently refrained from talking back.

At that time, Long Nannan indignantly said, "What kind of crap is the Ancient Hong Clan? If she doesn't want to return, then let it be; to repeatedly coerce her is utterly shameless. If it were me, Sister Qingyan, I would have turned them down flat!"

Sausage Sister rolled her eyes and replied, "You heartless girl, if this were happening to you, could you still say such things? Let's all wait and see how their conversation goes before deciding whether or not to intervene."

Throughout the whole process, Yu Feiyu stood silently, unable to speak up. Suddenly, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss—once the pampered pearl of Valley of the Medicine God standing high above the rest in the capital, even Sect Leaders from the Utility Pavilion would show her some respect.

But now, she realized she didn't even qualify to join the conversation, which brought Yu Feiyu down. At that moment, she came to understand her gap with Ye Feng, and it was then, Yu Feiyu finally decided to give up the Martial Dao and become a Cultivator.

"Even if this path is difficult, I must walk it, I must improve my cultivation level, or else in the future, I might not even have the qualifications to stand beside Big Brother Ye," Yu Feiyu resolved firmly to herself.

Meanwhile, back in the front hall, the atmosphere suddenly tensed up. Hong Renze stared intently at Ye Feng and said word by word, "What are you laughing at, boy? Do you find this demand laughable?"

Ye Feng gave him a look and replied word for word, "You seem to be unaware of one thing—if it wasn't for Qingyan, I, would never allow you, old fool, to set foot even half a step into my Northern Cloud Residence!"

"You insolent fool!" Hong Renze slammed his hand down and the tea table shattered once again.

Hong Yaoyao quickly said, "Mr. Ye, this request is not excessive. Perhaps you're not fully aware of what it means to be part of our Ancient Hong Clan. Do you know how many people out there are breaking their heads trying to marry into our Hong Clan, who we don't even dignify with a glance?"

Ye Feng responded with a cold laugh, "So you're saying that marrying into your Hong Clan is an honor?"

"Yes, if you agree to marry into the Hong Clan, it would be like having the support of the Ancient Hong Clan behind you. From then on, you could walk sideways across Xuanyuan Nation!" Hong Yaoyao grew more excited as she spoke.

Ye Feng slowly stood up, straightening his back, and said word for word, "Let me make this clear to you: even without the backing of your Ancient Hong Clan, I, Northern King Ye Feng, can still walk sideways, and one day, I will do just that right through your Hong Clan!"

"You..." Hong Yaoyao was so angry she was at a loss for words.

"So, it seems you refuse the offer?" Hong Tianze also slowly got to his feet, with Hong Dize standing up beside him as well, instantly heightening the tense atmosphere to a breaking point.