"Tian Zun, the Yan family is already prepared!"
After Yang Fei started driving, his expression became much more solemn.
He couldn't joke around in front of Ling Feng.
Ling Feng, however, maintained a posture of resting with his eyes closed.
He didn't press Yang Fei for details, as dealing with just the Yan family didn't require him to know everything about the enemy.
Yang Fei understood Ling Feng's personality.
Still, he spoke up, "The Yan family's security level is not low. Furthermore, Deng Zhenshan, the president of the Kyoto Martial Arts Association, has already led his people to the Yan family. They arrived half an hour ago!"
Upon hearing this, Ling Feng slightly opened his eyes and casually responded, "Alright, I understand!"
It seemed his previous words had had a greater effect than he had anticipated.
This also indicated that the president of the Martial Arts Association was not an idiot.
Smart people naturally did smart things.
The other party might not have gone to the Yan family to accuse them, but they certainly intended to clarify the situation, making a judgment call.
Knowing that Ling Feng would head to the Yan family soon, this person had gone ahead to wait there.
Indeed, everything unfolded as he had predicted, and the scale of the event was considerable.
Just as Ling Feng resumed his pose of resting with his eyes closed,
Yang Fei spoke again, "Also, we've found out who exposed your location last night!"
"Who!" Ling Feng casually asked.
"Sun Jing! That young master who competed in a guzheng duel with Lin Shuai Nan!" Yang Fei's voice carried a chilling tone.
Upon receiving this news, Yang Fei had wanted to deal with such a person directly.
Simply detestable!
However, without Ling Feng's command, Yang Fei could not act arbitrarily.
"Hmm, I'll deal with him when I have the time."
Ling Feng's words were relaxed.
Clearly, he didn't take this Sun Jing to heart at all, just as he had appeared when they met at the wine reception last night.
From beginning to end, Ling Feng hadn't even glanced at this Sun Jing.
Such characters were always insignificant.
Fifteen minutes later.
The Cadillac was parked in the parking lot in front of the Yan family's mansion.
This demonstrated the Yan family's immense wealth.
In a place as expensive as Kyoto, not only did they possess such a mansion, but they had also deliberately set aside an area in front of it as a parking lot.
This was the mark of truly wealthy people!
It also signified that the Yan family had been rooted in Kyoto for a long time.
Because such a location could not be bought with money alone.
Of course, Ling Feng wouldn't care about these things. If the Yan family didn't provide him with a satisfactory answer today, all of this would merely be fleeting smoke!
"Who are you?"
A security guard stepped out from the entrance, a firearm holstered at his waist!
Within just a few steps, it was evident that this security guard was a veteran soldier.
And a highly disciplined one at that.
Unfortunately, such talent, in a place like Kyoto, could only serve as a doorman for the Yan family!
Yang Fei was clearly somewhat annoyed and moved to confront the guard, as they were here to cause trouble for the Yan family and could simply fight their way in!
However, Ling Feng reached out and intercepted Yang Fei.
He then responded to the security guard, "Ling Feng!"
Upon hearing this, the security guard's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly turned and spoke into his walkie-talkie.
Yang Fei frowned slightly and looked back at Ling Feng.
"Did the Yan family already know you were coming?"
"When the Martial Arts Association people arrived, they would naturally have leaked the previous information to the Yan family!" Ling Feng replied casually.
Yang Fei then slapped his forehead, finally understanding.
However, with this, Ling Feng's name would soon spread throughout Kyoto, wouldn't it?
After only a dozen seconds, the security guard turned back.
He opened the gate and said, "Mr. Ling, the old patriarch has prepared a banquet to await you. Please drive your car directly in, and someone will guide you!"
Ling Feng nodded slightly.
Yang Fei then went to bring the car over.
Upon entering the mansion, the scenery inside was truly pleasing to the eye.
Especially the young ladies standing by the roadside.
Each wore a qipao, revealing their long, fair legs!
However, these beautiful women, with their exceptional looks, merely served as directional markers here.
They smiled at Yang Fei and gestured towards the directions.
Such a display left Yang Fei somewhat bewildered.
His poverty truly limited his imagination; everything within the Yan family was luxuriously extravagant!
As for Ling Feng, all these displays were merely remnants of outdated customs. The fact that these people were treated as mere servants revealed how self-important the Yan family was!
Did they still think they were landlords and magnates from the old days?
Truly established and profound families, while their residences might be larger, would never create such a spectacle.
In a way, this indicated the Yan family's insecurity in Kyoto. Only through such ostentatious displays could they awe visitors and make them gasp in amazement.
Little did they know, those families with true depth and heritage would only find everything about the Yan family vulgar and laughable.
Soon, the car stopped in front of a building resembling a church.
As Yang Fei stepped out of the car, someone opened the rear door for Ling Feng.
After Ling Feng alighted, the doorman politely bowed to Yang Fei, "Sir, I'll park the car for you."
Yang Fei felt a bit uncomfortable, feeling as if he had arrived at a luxurious hotel.
But he still handed over the car keys.
Ling Feng, ignoring the actions behind him, walked step by step towards the banquet hall ahead.
Even knowing it was a trap, Ling Feng showed no change in his expression.
By the time Yang Fei caught up, they had already reached the center of the banquet.
At the head of the table sat a frail old man, the Yan family's ancestor, Yan Zuming.
He sat there like an emperor, with maids kneeling beside him to pour wine.
As for the side seating, it was arranged into small tables.
Everyone sat or knelt behind the tables.
Clearly, those closer to the front were seated, while those further back were kneeling.
There were no seats left at the front.
Only the tables further back, where people were kneeling, had empty spots. At this moment, everyone, whether kneeling or seated, had their gaze fixed on Ling Feng and Yang Fei.
"Heh heh, you must be young friend Ling Feng. Please, have a seat."
Yan Zuming at the head of the table smiled kindly and beckoned them.
Under everyone's gaze, there was no welcoming gesture for Ling Feng.
Let alone an invitation for Ling Feng to sit beside him.
Yang Fei felt a surge of anger. The Yan family had orchestrated this entire scene, clearly intending to make things difficult for Ling Feng, or rather, to humiliate him!
Ling Feng, naturally, did not choose to take a seat. Instead, his gaze locked onto Yan Yulong.
"Did you handle the matter you promised yesterday?"