[Fantasy] The Great Sage's Joyful Heaven (Complete) - 20

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Chapter 199 Discussion
: 10-21 10:18:29 Word Count: 2838

One night of passion, several times the flowers bloomed.
Yan Nange had thoroughly savored Xianlan's tender body. She was not only beautiful, but also incredibly alluring, making Yan Nange unable to let go, just like her entire being.
As dawn approached, Yan Nange finally stopped his caresses of Xianlan. He had only intended to give her another bath, but it unexpectedly turned into another intimate encounter. Yan Nange dried Xianlan's body, embracing her and gently stroking her. Soon, the beautiful woman fell into a sweet sleep.
Xianlan was exhausted. Although Yan Nange had altered her constitution, it was still too early for her to fully succumb. Coupled with Yan Nange's methods, she could only enjoy the experience; retaliation and initiative were not in her hands. Therefore, she was still very weak and could not compare to Qianqian and the others in terms of stamina.
However, Xianlan was truly incredibly happy and content. You could tell from her sweet smile and languid sleeping posture.
Yan Nange kissed Xianlan's beautiful little face, embracing her warm and fragrant body. Xianlan looked incredibly cute while sleeping, like a little baby, filling Yan Nange's heart with deep tenderness. She was a little girl after all. Yan Nange couldn't help but kiss her forehead again. Amidst Xianlan's delicate fragrance, Yan Nange also drifted off to sleep.
After breakfast, he chatted with the women for a while and coaxed Jiaojiao. Although she was precocious, she still had a predominantly childlike nature, and besides, girls naturally like to be pampered.
When Yan Nange arrived at the Flame Palace council hall, as he expected, all five principal officials were there. Ouyang Lanye wasn't there when Yan Nange returned last night; Lan Yu said he had gone to stay at the recruit training ground. Yan Nange guessed that Ouyang Lanye felt living in the Lord's Mansion was somewhat inconvenient, and also that he wanted to go there for a period of proper training and learning. He had already expressed this idea to Yan Nange, who agreed, only telling him that if he didn't feel comfortable, he could come back to live there; it was no problem. However, given Ouyang Lanye's personality, Yan Nange knew he wouldn't come back. That was fine; having a brother there would make him feel more at ease.
Yan Nange hadn't yet assigned Ouyang Lanye a position, and Lanye also felt that his age and experience weren't suitable for any official role; this was just to lay a good foundation for the future.
The six people sat down and began their meeting.
"How many slaves did you all buy yesterday?" Yan Nange asked with a smile, scanning the group.
"Let me speak first. Yesterday I bought four hundred slaves, two hundred from the Fang tribe and two hundred from the Yuanshui tribe, all quite good. The Fang and Yuanshui people have lived by the water for generations, and they are both excellent swimmers. In addition, their aquaculture techniques are superb. I thought they were good, so I took the liberty of buying them. Although they may not be the most suitable for fighting, we can have them raise livestock and train our soldiers in swimming. This way, we can utilize the resources of the Feiliu River outside Taixuan Manor, ensuring we have aquatic resources to eat and bringing us wealth. Furthermore, in case we encounter naval warfare, having such a fully proficient swimming army will give us a greater chance of victory," Zhou Shangmou said, his eyes gleaming.
"Mr. Zhou's considerations are very comprehensive. When we buy slaves, we not only want those who can be trained into soldiers, but we can buy anyone with a valuable skill. For example, the Skilled Hammer Clan, skilled in weapon making; the Beautiful Forest Clan, skilled in cooking; the Embroidered Robe Clan, skilled in weaving and embroidery, etc. As long as they have a skill, regardless of gender or age, we can gather them under our command. Recruiting talent is something we will begin today.
Why do we need to gather all kinds of talent? Because we don't just want to build an army that can only fight; we also need a support system in the rear. We already have Tai Xuan Manor as our base for supplies, but that's far from enough, because we won't just be..." "Given our current numbers and power, we need more financial resources and manpower. How will we obtain these? Through our strength and wisdom, and most importantly, talent.
Without talent, we cannot achieve great things. Just as without the efforts and wisdom of the five leaders, Tai Xuan Manor and Tong Tian Fort wouldn't have their current strength, and Master wouldn't have the leisure and opportunity to travel. Therefore, talent is paramount; it's a crucial link in success or failure.
At the same time, starting today, we must expand our financial channels and resources in all aspects. We cannot afford to sit idly by and deplete our resources.
We'll discuss this in detail later. Now, please continue with the matter of numbers." Yan Nange sighed, noticing the five looking at him with admiration. He smiled, gesturing for them to continue.
The leaders admired Yan Nange's words, as they resonated with them. They had considered these things, but Yan Nange had articulated them as clearly as he had. They also admired his foresight. Of course, Yan Nange's affirmation of their years of hard work warmed their hearts. People need recognition, especially from those they respect, which greatly boosts their confidence.
"Yesterday I bought a total of four hundred slaves, three hundred of them from the Wood Clan and one hundred from the Cultivation Clan. They are all in excellent physical condition," Xiao Song said simply.
"Actually, Mr. Xiao hasn't finished yet. The Wood Clan is the most skilled in gardening on the Golden Stone Continent and the Wind and Cloud Continent. It's a pity that their talent has never been discovered or valued because they are captured after leaving the Misty Forest, and they must come out once a month. Gardening is their hobby and their faith. The Cultivation Clan are natural carpenters. Their craftsmanship in making wooden utensils is unparalleled. Unfortunately, and of course, we should be thankful, others don't know this, but we do. Haha. I think we're going to make a fortune. Haha." Yan Nange laughed happily, secretly grateful to his master. If it weren't for the fact that he had left him with so many secrets that others didn't know, what would happen?
Knowing what others don't know means you will have more opportunities. Because opportunities only belong to those who are prescient.
"Your Excellency, how did you know all this? We've never even heard of it," Liu Fang asked in surprise, and everyone else looked on with a mixture of astonishment and admiration.
"Actually, it's nothing much. I just read a few books, one of which, 'Ethnography,' had detailed introductions to various ethnic groups. That's how I found out. Haha," Yan Nange laughed happily.
"By the way, we also need to be careful to respect their customs. If they can't adapt, we should let them go, but before they leave, we should make them swear an oath according to their tribe's customs. They take oaths very seriously and will never break their promises." Yan Nange remembered this important matter.

Chapter 200 Target
: 10-21 10:18:30 Words: 2923

"Don't worry, my lord, I'll handle this. I bought three hundred Night Clan slaves yesterday. They are tigers of the night. In night combat, almost no other race is more agile and ferocious than them, making them the best night sentries and night raiders. I just don't know if they have any other special skills." Zhang Yuehu said excitedly. With such a group of soldiers suitable for night combat, defense and ambushes would be twice as effective, so he was naturally happy.
"They do have another skill, which is throwing. When they charge, the first thing they do is throw their spears with great accuracy, almost like sharpshooters. We are really lucky. Haha." Yan Nange laughed happily.
Everyone was overjoyed to hear Yan Nange say this and laughed together. They really had struck it lucky.
"Haha. Everyone's haul is so good, I wonder how mine is. Yesterday I bought five hundred slaves: one hundred each from the Huangliu, Ming, Qiuhe, Shuangbei, and Dizui tribes, a round number. They're all in excellent physical condition, each one robust and strong; with a little training, they'd make excellent infantry and cavalry," Li Tenglong said in a loud, boisterous voice.
"Hahaha!" Yan Nange laughed even louder this time. Everyone knew they'd definitely had a bigger haul this time, and they all smiled as they waited for their lord to speak, eager to broaden their horizons.
"We're truly lucky. Let's start with the Huangliu tribe. They live near Huangliu Island, which is full of hot springs. Do you know what they're best at? Massage and steaming food. Because of the abundance of hot springs in their area, the humidity is extremely high, leading to many joint ailments. Through long-term experience, they've developed a very powerful massage technique that can treat various bone pains and injuries. They don't use fire, so they cook their food using the geothermal heat of the hot springs. Generations of experience have allowed them to create many delicious steamed dishes using geothermal heat. If we could apply these two skills to medicine and food, you can imagine the wealth we could create." Yan Nange smiled at everyone.
Everyone nodded repeatedly. Yes, that's a great business opportunity! Brilliant, truly brilliant! Everyone smiled knowingly, praising their lord's ingenious mind.
“Furthermore, the Ming people are a very ancient people. They possess a skill unmatched by other peoples: their senses and intelligence are far superior to ordinary people. Therefore, they are natural-born intelligence agents. This is something that cannot be trained!” Yan Nange said with a smile.
Everyone nodded; they knew the importance of intelligence.
“The Qiuhe people are skilled in construction and excavation. They are geniuses in construction, well digging, and underground tunnel digging. We can let them handle these tasks. The Shuangbei people are skilled in animal husbandry and are also heroes on horseback. Our cavalry will be established starting with them. The Dizui people, as their name suggests, are skilled in brewing wine. Their wine is unparalleled by any other people in the world. We will be in for a treat, and more importantly, it will bring us a lot of wealth. These peoples have very little contact with the outside world; how come they have all been captured and enslaved?” Yan Nange finished speaking, finding it very strange.
“I heard from these people that in the past two years, a group of people have been like mad dogs, arresting people everywhere. Many people from their race have been arrested. But sometimes they have no choice but to come out. From their descriptions, those who arrested them don't seem like ordinary slave traders' groups, but more like an army,” Li Tenglong said seriously.
“If that's really the case, then there's more to it than meets the eye,” Yan Nange said thoughtfully.
Everyone fell silent. If it was the country's army arresting their citizens, then there was indeed something more complicated behind it. At the very least, someone was secretly accumulating wealth and planning something. As for what exactly that was, the possibilities were quite clear.
“Now let's talk about how we should expand our sources of wealth and various resources.” Yan Nange knew that thinking about these things was useless; it was better to do things ourselves.
“Your subordinates all want to hear your thoughts, Master,” Zhou Shangmou said. He was the oldest among them, the elder brother.
“Mr. Liu, you are responsible for dealing with the outside world. I wonder what your relationships are like with the government and the underworld?” This was a question that Yan Nange was very concerned about.
“I’m quite familiar with the finance officer, city defense officer, judicial officer, and many other officials of Mingyue City. They often come to Furong Residence, and I’ve reserved VIP rooms for these high-ranking officials, so they take good care of Furong Residence. The city lord of Mingyue City has also come a few times and has had a good impression of me. Oh, and I’ve also met Li Yuntang, the owner of the Black Stone Mine, and his family a few times. I’m not very familiar with the underworld because they’re protected by the authorities, so they don’t cause trouble. However, I’ve heard that the underground forces in Mingyue City are quite powerful,” Liu Fang said solemnly.
"That makes things easier. Our first task is to train the new recruits and then purge the underground forces of Brightmoon City, taking their place.
Second, we need to establish a complete intelligence system, still under Mr. Liu's responsibility. You will be in charge of the entire underground force. Our goal is to be fully aware of every single person in Brightmoon City; only in this way can we conceal our presence and have opportunities to expand.
Third, we need to establish our commercial system, encompassing jewelry, food, casting, medicine, animal husbandry, mining, textiles, brewing, construction, and all other aspects. We must extend our reach to every industry we can operate in, covering the entire continent and beyond. We will build our intelligence network and our influence on these businesses. We will use wealth to control every city. If no one hinders our progress, we will simply do our thing; if anyone attempts to obstruct us, we will utterly destroy them. We will not act rashly, but when we strike, we will strike decisively, giving the enemy no chance to breathe." The industry system will be managed by Director Xiao. The entire financial system will remain under Director Zhou's responsibility.
Fourth, with sufficient financial resources, we will continue to expand our ranks. Of course, we need to do this now, but we must proceed slowly and steadily. In the future, we will continuously accelerate our pace. The recruitment and training of the army will still be the responsibility of the two generals.
Fifth, we must establish the doctrines and regulations of our Xiaoyao Sect. We will continue to buy slaves and set them free, and we will promote our spirit of freedom and equality to them. We believe that more and more people will join our Xiaoyao Sect. Don't underestimate these small ethnic groups. When we gather them all together, they will be a tremendous force. We aim to achieve, through everyone's efforts, the abolition of the cruel phenomenon and system of buying and selling slaves that has existed for thousands of years.
When we are victorious, it will be a time of equality and freedom for all people, and it will be a time when our Xiaoyao Sect will be renowned throughout the world and its fame will last for generations. At that time, our names will be passed down from generation to generation. Haha! Yan Nange laughed heartily, full of pride.

Chapter 201 of the main text:

Everyone was stunned by Yan Nange's words. Then came the admiration. "Your Excellency is truly a man of great talent and ambition! I admire you greatly!" However, realizing these things doesn't seem so easy.
"Your Excellency, I've heard you mention the jewelry industry. I know it's very profitable, but none of us are experts in it," Xiao Song said. He was responsible for the operation of various businesses within the manor and was a polymath. Therefore, Yan Nange put him in charge of the business aspects. Although Liu Fang managed Furong Residence very well, many of his business ideas actually came from Xiao Song.
"Gentlemen, you may not know much about me. You don't know what I did before, do you? Hehe," Yan Nange smiled mysteriously.
Everyone looked at this young Your Excellency with curiosity. They indeed didn't know what he did before. However, hearing him say this, they vaguely guessed it was related to the jewelry industry.
"My name is Yan Nange," Yan Nange said, emphasizing his words.
"Could it be that Your Excellency is the 'Flower King's Divine Hand'?" Liu Fang asked in surprise.
“Yes, it’s me. Hehe. But I still prefer the original ‘Divine Hands and Heavenly Craftsman’.” Yan Nange said with a smile. He didn’t want them to always look at him with that worshipful and monstrous gaze, even though he was indeed quite skilled in that area.
“Your Excellency is truly a god!”
“Your subordinate has long admired Your Excellency’s name.”
“Your Excellency is indeed Your Excellency, far beyond our reach!”
“We might have half of Your Excellency’s abilities, uh…” Li Tenglong finally blurted out his true feelings, and seeing everyone laughing at him, he couldn’t help but blush. “I was just speaking from the heart!” he muttered.
“Ha! Ha!…” Everyone burst into laughter, some even laughing so hard they choked. Li Tenglong himself laughed too.
After a long while, the laughter subsided, and everyone rubbed their sore and choked stomachs. Since this new Your Excellency arrived, their laughter had increased significantly; they hadn’t laughed like this in many years. Your Excellency is truly a lucky star. Everyone sighed.
"With my skills, coupled with your intelligence and our formidable strength, our shop will surely become famous throughout the land. I've already decided on the name: 'Flame Heavenly Craft Jewelry.' My mentor in jewelry making is the sect leader of the Heavenly Craft Sect. Firstly, it's to revitalize the Heavenly Craft Sect; secondly, the flame symbolizes the principles of our Free and Unfettered Sect, and also reflects my name, generating immense appeal. What do you all think?" Yan Nange smiled at the five leaders.
"Flame Heavenly Craft, excellent, excellent, a wonderful name!"
"It's catchy and sounds good."
"It's unique and easy to remember."
Everyone nodded in agreement. It wasn't that they lacked their own opinions, but they all thought the name sounded nice and powerful. They all felt it would be easy to pronounce.
"Since everyone agrees, it's settled then. Five of you, we'll recruit a batch of talent from the slave market every seven days. We also have other tasks to complete.
Mr. Liu, you need to thoroughly investigate the underground forces of Mingyue City within a month and provide us with accurate information.
Generals Li and Zhang, while we're buying slaves, I need you to train a new batch of soldiers within a month who can control the underground forces of Mingyue City, without considering the existing forces for now.
Mr. Xiao, please recalculate the resources within the manor and the surrounding area within a month to see how many resources we still have to utilize.
Mr. Zhou, please recalculate all the income of the manor within a month to see how much our annual income will be.
My task this month is to establish the jewelry store. Everyone's tasks are challenging, but I believe you can all complete them successfully. We must take this first step well, and we absolutely must take it well!" Yan Nange stood up and solemnly declared, his eyes sweeping over the five men.
"Your subordinate obeys," the five men replied in unison, bowing deeply.
After the meeting concluded, Xiao Song, Zhou Shangmou, and the other two went about their own business, while Yan Nange, along with Generals Zhang and Li, went to the abandoned quarry where the new recruits were training.
The quarry was located northwest of Tai Xuan Manor, and there was a shortcut that led there quickly.
The three of them used their lightness skills to get there; Generals Zhang and Li had both heard that their Lord's lightness skills were formidable and were eager to see them for themselves. Sure enough, Yan Nange truly unleashed his "Heaven and Earth Freedom" technique, transforming into a wisp of smoke and disappearing without a trace by the time they tried to give chase. The two exchanged wry smiles, not having even seen what had happened.
Helpless, they also used their lightness skills to pursue Yan Nange in the direction he had vanished.
When they arrived, Yan Nange was giving a speech to everyone, seemingly having just begun.
"...We come from different ethnic groups, yet we share similar faces and the same language. Even if we are not the same, we are all living, breathing human beings. What right do they have to deprive us of our freedom or even our lives? We don't ask for much in life, just a peaceful existence. But they—these despicable slave traders—are determined to deprive us of our right to live and our right to survive. Can we tolerate this?" Yan Nange asked passionately.
"No!" the crowd whispered.
"Do you all know why you've ended up like this? It's because of your cowardice, just like your low, suppressed voices right now. It's not surprising that someone who doesn't dare to speak loudly is bullied in this dog-eat-dog world. It's not surprising that a people who don't dare to roar, whose roars are neither unified nor loud, are bullied. Because you dared not resist, dared not voice dissent, those who captured you thought it was right. If it weren't for your cowardice and disunity, there would be many more peoples on this continent. But today, no, yesterday, or even earlier, they disappeared, they were exterminated. Why? Because of their indifference and disunity. Do you want this ending? Tell me, tell me loudly, do you want it?" Yan Nange shouted, his eyes blazing with fury, as if lightning would burst from them, striking the silent crowd and awakening these sleeping souls.
"No, no! We don't want it!" a voice roared.
"No, we don't want to!" Like a contagious disease, a deafening roar erupted, seemingly shattering this unfair world, this bleak world, this world of blood and fire.
"No, we don't want to..." At first, they were merely responding to Yan Nange's question, but later it became the voice of their hearts. They roared and shouted incessantly, their voices hoarse, even tears streaming down their faces. ...

Chapter 202 Leader
: 10-21 10:18:31 Word Count: 3144

So many years had passed, and they had never roared like this, never vented their anger towards this unjust world. They dared not, they dared not even think of it, because they felt too weak. They hadn't bravely taken a step forward, hadn't loudly proclaimed to this world, to those people: No! You have no right!
They could only passively defend themselves, passively resist, but never bravely retaliated, even though that retaliation, like passive resistance, required the same bloodshed! They watched helplessly as their people and loved ones were taken away, unable to bear the sight of their despair and sorrow. Yet they knew that countless times, those very eyes had haunted their nightmares. They never fought back, until they too finally followed in their predecessors' footsteps.
But today, right here, a man who had bought them, willing to give them freedom and the right to live, voiced a different opinion. They felt fear and dread, as if those words were the devil's, as if their fate was destined to be enslaved.
But when they all cried out, "No! We don't want to!" they finally understood that this voice had always resided deep within their souls, suppressed and hidden. But when it finally emerged, it was like a raging torrent, a crashing wave, a volcanic eruption, an earth-shattering event. So this is what we are meant to do!
They wept, for they regretted the past, hating their cowardice and lack of courage. If only they had been braver, if only they had shouted "No! We don't want to!" to those people, and fought them with all their might, even at the cost of blood and lives, the outcome wouldn't have been so tragic. At least their loved ones and clansmen wouldn't have suffered!
Their weeping was not just regret, but also an awakening! From the moment they cried out and wept, they were no longer who they were; they were warriors willing to give their lives for freedom and equality!
Ouyang Lanye and the rest of the Tai Xuan Manor people were deeply moved and shaken by Yan Nange's impassioned speech, and even more so by the astonishing scene of so many people shouting and weeping. They worshipped Yan Nange.
This man standing before the platform was their leader; he would lead them to create a great cause. Only he possessed such appeal and influence, capable of transforming so many once-silent slaves into roaring lions, turning apathy into passionate fervor and flowing tears. He stood on a not-so-high platform, yet at that moment he resembled a towering peak, someone to be admired and worshipped, but absolutely insurmountable.
In that instant, Yan Nange became a god and a hero in the eyes of everyone below. They would gladly give their lives to follow his pointing finger, for he was their leader and their spiritual backbone; without him, life would be meaningless!
Later, Yan Nange's words were circulated among them, becoming a great declaration marking the beginning of the abolitionist movement, recorded in history and passed down through the ages.
As the crowd gradually quieted down, Yan Nange continued his famous "Stone Quarry Speech."
"Your shouts and tears prove your anger and your determination to fight back, but shouts and tears are far from enough. We are warriors, and we can no longer shed a single tear. Warriors only bleed, not weep. When facing the enemy, we will not shout or weep; we will use the sharp blades in our hands to cut their throats, making them pay for their blood debts with their blood and lives. Whoever tries to deprive us of our freedom and lives, we will make them pay the price with their lives! We are human beings, not slaves. Whoever tries to deprive us of our right to be human, we will wash away their insults with their blood!" Yan Nange shouted passionately, raising his arms.
"Whoever tries to deprive us of our freedom and lives, we will make them pay with their lives! We are human beings, not slaves. Whoever tries to take away our right to be human, we will wash away their insults with our blood!" The people below shouted, as if making an unwavering vow to the vast heavens and the boundless earth! Not as if, but that was the vow!
Whoever tries to deprive us of our freedom and lives, we will make them pay with their lives! We are human beings, not slaves. Whoever tries to take away our right to be human, we will wash away their insults with our blood!
These words still echo across the earth thousands of years later. Whenever people's lives and rights are violated, these words become a declaration of resistance. Therefore, those in power tremble with fear and break out in a cold sweat whenever they hear these words. They call them the "devil's declaration," while ordinary people call them the "declaration of victory," because when these words are shouted, countless people rise up to shout and fight, and the final victory almost always belongs to them.
Yan Nange never imagined that his words would influence thousands of years of history, nor did he know that future generations would call him an "immortal legend." At this moment, he only wanted these people to bravely stand up and fight for victory with him.
Yan Nange stretched out his hands, and the audience fell silent. Now, in their hearts, Yan Nange was undoubtedly their leader, even above their clan elders and patriarchs. For so many years, they had silently endured without any reaction, unlike this unfamiliar master. His words touched their hearts, making it impossible for them not to be moved, not to submit, and not to swear allegiance to him.
"I will lead you to freedom and equality, to obtain the rights you deserve. Are you willing to follow me? Are you willing?" Yan Nange asked loudly.
"We swear allegiance to our Lord!" The burly men Yan Nange had met yesterday raised their arms and shouted. "We swear allegiance to our Lord!" "
We swear allegiance to our Lord!" ... Hundreds of people shouted the same voice, "We swear allegiance to our Lord!" Looking at the impassioned crowd before him, Yan Nange let out a long, resounding roar that shook heaven and earth. This powerful roar further ignited the passion and fervor in the hearts of the crowd, making their shouts even more powerful and resonant; had they not been so far away, they could likely have been heard throughout Bright Moon City. Yan Nange then gestured to quiet the shouting, which had been going on for a while, fearing that continuing to shout would attract unwanted attention. "Very well! Since you call me 'Lord' and are willing to follow me, you will henceforth be members of my Free and Unfettered Sect. Joining my Free and Unfettered Sect is simple: you must be loyal and abide by all the rules of our sect. In a moment, I will have Generals Zhang and Li explain the rules and regulations to you. If you are willing to join, you must swear an oath that we will fight together for freedom and equality. If you are not willing to join, I will not force you, but you must swear not to reveal anything about your life to anyone. After that, you can leave, and we will even provide you with travel expenses. However, if any of you dare to break your oath and betray all of us present, even if you hide in the sky or the sea, I will definitely drag you out and punish you with my blood and your life for breaking your oath." Yan Nange spoke these words with a solemn and serious expression. When he finished speaking, his eyes flashed with a cold, tangible gaze as he swept over everyone. "Those who break this oath shall be condemned to this stone!" Yan Nange's deep shout startled the crowd who were awestruck by his gaze. (Chapter 203, Random Thoughts in the Fortress , 10-21 10:18:31, 3131 words ) With a resounding "Boom!", a huge rock more than ten feet away from Yan Nange was instantly reduced to dust by his casual wave of the hand, yet not a speck of dust rose, as if it were enveloped by something. Everyone was stunned by Yan Nange's palm strike. Was this even possible for humankind? Such a large rock, so far away, was reduced to powder with such a light wave of his hand, without a single speck of dust rising. A deep fear mingled with their admiration; they knew that this man's words could not be disobeyed. At this moment, Yan Nange stood there proudly, his white robes fluttering in the wind, like an ancient god, deeply etched in everyone's hearts. He was a god; he was the ruler. "We swear to serve our lord to the death!" Amidst the shouts of the crowd, Yan Nange had already vanished, but the shouts continued to echo. "Little brother, are you settling in well here?" Yan Nange asked Ouyang Lanye beside him. "Big brother, don't worry, the conditions here are excellent. Brother Xiaotian treats me very well too. I've learned a lot from him, and everyone gets along very well. I really like the atmosphere here. Big brother, I'm truly fortunate to be your little brother," Lanye said earnestly, his eyes filled with admiration and gratitude. At this moment, he realized even more deeply how extraordinary his elder brother was. "Little brother, it's nothing really. Your future achievements might not be inferior to your elder brother's. I'll slowly teach you things, and with your comprehension, you'll achieve what I have today in just three years. Little brother, no matter how powerful I am, I'm still just a mortal. Even if one day I become a saint, I'll still need a brother like you. We're always human, and we all need emotions to nourish our hearts. If our hearts are a wasteland, what good is possessing the entire universe?" Yan Nange patted Lan Ye's shoulder, sighing deeply. Yan Nange thought of Xiangxiang and Lingxi, who weren't by his side, and an endless longing and melancholy welled up in his heart. When would he be able to break through the spatial gate and see them? Were they already missing him terribly? Yan Nange gently opened his right hand, looking at it carefully. He remembered the touching scene when he first met Lingxi, and her sorrowful expression when they parted. His heart suddenly ached. Even if I could hold the world in my hands, what use is the world if I can't hold your hand? Even if a thousand smiles were offered to me, what use would a million faces be if I couldn't see you? Suddenly, a deep longing filled Yan Nange's body and mind. This longing was so intense, so heart-wrenching, that it tore at his heart and brought tears to his eyes. Was it you? Was it really you? It was you, it had to be you. Who else could possess such a warm and tender feeling, inspiring both reverence and pity? Yes, it was you, Lingxi! Yan Nange suddenly felt Lingxi's profound longing. If he hadn't experienced it firsthand, he wouldn't have known how this longing could be so devastating, so heart-wrenching. Even though he loved her so much, it wasn't her. Just as Xiao Zhao had made him feel, Yan Nange was once again immersed in Lingxi's deep affection and longing. Yan Nange always thought he was good to them, that he understood them well, but after these two profound experiences, he believed he would never think that way again. To Lingxi, who loves him, misses him, longs for him, and worries about him, and to all his wives, everything he gave them was so insignificant, so worthless. Yan Nange knew that even if he dedicated his entire life to them, it would be far from enough; all he could do was bring them joy and happiness. This was something he had to do, because of love. He felt immense happiness for having Lingxi and their love. Love is responsibility, but not entirely responsibility; it also includes the happiness of bearing that responsibility itself. When only responsibility remains, it is not love; when responsibility is forgotten, it is infidelity. Yan Nange knew his responsibility, and he was happy, content, and joyful for bearing the happiness of his loved ones. He also knew his love for them, knew their love for him, knew how deep and sacred that love was, and therefore he understood love and enjoyed it.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Ouyang Lanye looked at Yan Nange in surprise, not understanding why his expression was so sad and melancholy, then tears streamed down his face, only to turn into a happy smile a moment later. He really couldn't understand it.
"Haha! Little brother, you haven't experienced love, so you don't understand. If you had, you would understand without me saying a word." Yan Nange finished speaking with a bright smile and floated away.
"Love, I don't understand? I understand? Sigh! I really don't understand..." Ouyang Lanye shook his head, seemingly trying to shake off this question he didn't understand, and walked towards the training ground.
When Yan Nange returned to the Lord's Mansion, it was almost noon. He wandered around Tongtian Fort again, chatting casually with the people there to get to know them better.
Tongtian Fort was practically a complete city, but because of its small population, there were very few shops, yet it lacked nothing. Everything in the fort cost silver, and the shops all paid taxes to the fort.
The people in the manor mostly work for the manor, and they are paid wages, but it's based on the amount of work done; those who do more and better work earn more. The elderly, children, and those unable to work are supported by the manor. Everyone here is very hardworking, because laziness is looked down upon. In fact, due to their upbringing, everyone is diligent, which is nothing short of a miracle created by Emperor Xuan Qingfeng and the disciples of the Carefree Sect. For thousands of people to be so hardworking is truly a miracle.
Yan Nange secretly admired the wisdom—no, the intelligence—of the person who established the rules of Tai Xuan Manor. The manor didn't distribute land or any resources to its inhabitants; instead, they made them work for the manor, but provided them with a stable and prosperous life, free from worries.
In reality, not everyone in the manor is from the manor; sometimes the male-to-female ratio is unbalanced, so they sometimes bring people back from outside. There are many children, and very few adults.
Every three years, the village would secretly buy a batch of unwanted single infants from the slave market outside, based on the sex ratio of the village's children. Because they always chose infants of similar race, it was impossible to tell them apart as they grew up. Furthermore, since they had grown up here from a young age, they didn't reject the place. So even if they knew they were bought from the slave market, they had no relatives around at the time, and their origins were impossible to verify, so they stayed here peacefully. The people here were kind and simple, with no worries about food or clothing. Coupled with their education, they all believed that living here was the right choice. In fact, it was true; many people outside couldn't even dream of living here. Moreover, they weren't confined here; they had opportunities to go out, but always in groups, for fear of danger. When people went out and saw how cruel the outside world was, they realized how fortunate they truly were.
But it must be said, Tai Xuan Village was a miracle.

(Chapter 204, Father
: 10-21 10:18:32, Word Count: 3301)

When Yan Nange returned to the Lord's Mansion, it was already close to noon.
Because the weather was warm, the group of beauties were sunbathing in the courtyard, chatting lazily.
The maids were absent, presumably preparing lunch.
Xiao Ruo and Jiao Jiao were playing with two puppies. Yan Nange, seeing their happy expressions, thought they looked more like sisters than mother and daughter. Xiao Ruo's happy demeanor was just as innocent and adorable as Jiao Jiao's. Jiao
Jiao looked up and saw Yan Nange approaching. She put Shuang'er down and ran over, throwing herself into his open arms.
"Daddy, why are you only coming back now?" Jiao Jiao sweetly whined.
"Uh—" Yan Nange was about to answer when he suddenly realized something was wrong. How did it become "Daddy"? Even if he were to call someone "Daddy," it shouldn't be now! This was going to be the death of him! Yan Nange smiled wryly, utterly embarrassed.
"Daddy?" The women all stopped chatting, staring in surprise at Yan Nange, Jiao Jiao, and Xiao Ruo, their mouths agape, their eyes full of questions. When did this happen?
"Jiaojiao!" Xiao Ruo glared at the little imp, Jiaojiao, her pretty face flushed red as she shyly covered her face and ran away.
The other women all looked at Xiao Ruo with ambiguous eyes, then smiled strangely at Yan Nange.
"Hehe. Brother, you're so amazing!" Mengmou said with a smile, getting up to chase after Xiao Ruo.
"Yes, brother is so amazing. Haha!" Qianqian, Rou'er, and Lanyu laughed non-stop, while Xianlan also smiled with her head down. Only Yan Nange stared blankly at them, wondering what was going on. He was bewildered.
"Jiaojiao, why are you acting so recklessly?" Yan Nange sat down in front of the four women, holding Jiaojiao in his arms.
"Daddy, what reckless thing did I do? Didn't you promise to be Jiaojiao's dad? Were you lying to me yesterday?" Jiaojiao said aggrievedly, tears welling up in her beautiful eyes, ready to spill over at any moment.
"Jiaojiao, it's my fault. Don't cry, Jiaojiao. If you cry, you won't be pretty when you grow up." Yan Nange felt a pang of heartache at Jiaojiao's pitiful eyes and teary gaze. Whether she was right or wrong, making her unhappy was his fault. Yan Nange tenderly stroked Jiaojiao's soft hair, secretly regretting upsetting his little darling.
"Daddy, Jiaojiao, don't cry. Daddy, if Jiaojiao grows up to be very pretty, will you be Jiaojiao's husband?" Jiaojiao looked at Yan Nange expectantly, her face earnest, awaiting his answer. It seemed she hadn't forgotten.
"Uh—" Yan Nange was speechless, wishing he could just vomit blood or die by hitting his head against a wall.
The four women's laughter, which had just subsided, rang out again, as they laughed, slapping the table and clutching their stomachs. Their bodies trembled as they pointed at Yan Nange and Jiaojiao, unable to speak.
"Daddy, what did you say to Jiaojiao? Are the sisters laughing at Jiaojiao? Daddy..." Jiaojiao's voice trailed off, tears streaming down her face.
"Don't cry, Jiaojiao, baby, don't cry. Daddy promised Jiaojiao, if you don't cry pretty, Daddy will go back on his word," Yan Nange quickly comforted her. To stop her from crying, he had to lie; he knew she wouldn't have such a ridiculous idea when she grew up.
Yan Nange kissed her little face, gently coaxing Jiaojiao.
"Mmm... mmm... Daddy... you won't lie... mmm I..." Jiaojiao sobbed, looking at Yan Nange with teary eyes. Her cute little face and long eyelashes were covered in glistening tears, a sight that broke one's heart.
The four girls, seeing Jiaojiao cry, awkwardly stopped laughing and gathered around her.
"Don't cry, little beauty Jiaojiao. Your brother will keep his promise. As long as Jiaojiao grows up happily into a beautiful woman, your brother will marry you and make you his beautiful bride, okay? If he goes back on his word, we sisters will never forgive him and will never speak to him again, okay?" Qianqian lovingly coaxed her little darling, who was everyone's darling.
"Mmm!" Jiaojiao nodded vigorously, sobbing, her beautiful eyes sparkling, a sweet smile on her lips.
At that moment, the four girls were stunned by Jiaojiao's captivating expression, staring blankly at her. This wasn't the expression of a three-year-old girl; it was the blissful expression of a girl experiencing her first love. The four girls shook their heads, thinking it might be their imagination.
"Sister Qianqian, Sister Rou'er, Sister Xianxian, Sister Yu'er, please don't ignore Daddy. If Daddy gets angry, Jiaojiao will be unhappy too," Jiaojiao suddenly remembered something and said urgently, her eyes looking anxiously at the four girls.
The four girls nodded hurriedly, afraid that it would be troublesome if Jiaojiao started crying again.
"Daddy, Jiaojiao will definitely grow up to be a great beauty!" Jiaojiao's little face was flushed, and she looked at Yan Nange with a dreamy expression. She hugged Yan Nange's neck and kissed him on the lips.
The four girls' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock. Jiao Jiao's gentle gaze and shy expression were exactly like those of a young girl in the throes of first love. Three years old? In love?... *Thump* The four girls slumped into their chairs.
Just then, Yan Nange's heart was suddenly stirred by Jiao Jiao's gaze and gentle kiss. A strange, tender emotion stirred within him. He didn't know what it was, but he knew something seemed different from before.
Yan Nange didn't have any perverted pedophilic tendencies; he simply felt that Jiao Jiao's expression and her kiss made him momentarily see another stunningly beautiful woman. This woman's aura inexplicably moved Yan Nange. What kind of aura was it? Yan Nange couldn't say. Suddenly, he came back to his senses. Jiao Jiao, the little girl, was looking at him, smiling sweetly, and the previous flutter had vanished. She was still his little sister and daughter. What had
happened? For a long time, Yan Nange couldn't understand why the four girls said Jiao Jiao kissed him. But Yan Nange felt it wasn't that. When he asked Jiao Jiao, she just smiled sweetly and acted coquettishly. It wasn't until one day that he understood...
Looking at the four stunned beauties, Yan Nange shook his head with a wry smile.
"Alright, don't exaggerate. It was just Jiao Jiao kissing me! You guys are really something." Yan Nange made an expression of admiration for them.
"Brother, it seems you're really going to have some trouble in the future." Qianqian shook her head, patted Yan Nange's shoulder, and sighed before turning and entering the villa.
"Sigh!" Rou'er, Xianlan, and Lanyu also sighed and shook their heads in unison, entering the villa.
"How strange! Isn't that right, Jiao Jiao?" Yan Nange asked Jiao Jiao. Jiao Jiao smiled sweetly and nodded obediently. Yan Nange also shook his head, picked up the amused Jiao Jiao, and entered the villa.
Lunch was ready, and the young and beautiful maids were carrying dishes to the table on trays, their enticing aromas filling the bright and fresh air of the Lord's Mansion. (

Chapter 205 of the novel)

After lunch, Yan Nange and the women spent some time together in their respective rooms. Since Xian Lan was newly married, Yan Nange naturally went back to her room with her and spent some time intimate with her until she fell asleep from exhaustion before leaving.
On Fu Man Street in Mingyue City, Yan Nange started his search from one end of the street, continuing his task from before he met his master, Emperor Hua, Xuan Qingfeng—finding a shop.
The last time he came here was half a year ago. At that time, he saw a few small shops, then encountered that group of scoundrels, then went to Qimeng Tower, and finally met his master and entered the Ice and Fire Cave.
Thinking of this, Yan Nange felt that Fuman Street was his lucky place. If he hadn't encountered those scoundrels here and disrupted his inner energy, he wouldn't have had those extraordinary adventures, wouldn't have met his master, learned unparalleled martial arts, or met Lingxi, Mengmou, Qianqian, and Xiaozhao. Then none of this would have happened. He might have become a wealthy man, but Xiangxiang would be far away from him.
Thinking of this, Yan Nange couldn't help but feel a chill of fear. If he didn't have unparalleled martial arts, he wouldn't have met Lingxi and the others—because they never existed—and he wouldn't be heartbroken. But without Xiangxiang, he would have no meaning in life. Back then, Xiangxiang was his only meaning; without her, he wouldn't be alive.
Now, although Xiangxiang wasn't by his side, he knew she was healthy and thinking of him from afar. Although he couldn't see her, at least his heart was at peace. Xiangxiang was the most important person in his life, irreplaceable.
Therefore, Yan Nange felt that Fuman Street was his lucky place, Black Stone Mine was his lucky place, and Bright Moon City was also his lucky place. His life would inevitably rise from obscurity to glory from here, and opening a shop here was the first step towards his commercial success.
Ignoring the sidelong glances of passersby, even though Yan Nange no longer possessed his former striking appearance, his imposing figure, domineering aura, and handsome face still drew attention, though not with the same sensationalism. Yan Nange truly wished he looked more ordinary; that would make things much easier and less conspicuous. Right now, his target was too obvious.
Reaching the most bustling part of the main street, Yan Nange saw a large local specialty shop called "Zhenbaozhai" with a "For Sale" sign. Yan Nange remembered how crowded it was when he last visited. This was prime real estate; it was exactly the kind of shop Yan Nange was looking for. It seemed fate was truly on his side; he got what he wanted.
"Sir, what kind of local specialties would you like to buy? Ginseng, monkey head mushrooms, or deer antler and wild ginseng?" a young shop assistant greeted him solicitously, though Yan Nange noticed a hint of worry on his face.
"I'm not buying any specialties. I just saw a 'For Sale' sign outside your shop, so I came to take a look," Yan Nange said with a smile.
"Please wait a moment, sir, I'll go get our manager right away." Upon hearing Yan Nange's purpose, the young assistant immediately perked up and rushed inside, not suspecting that Yan Nange might be carrying valuable goods. However, Yan Nange certainly didn't seem like the type to steal.
Yan Nange guessed that the shop must have encountered some difficulties, making it impossible to continue business, and no one dared to take it over. They must have offended some powerful figure. Yan Nange needed to find out who they had offended, whether it was someone he could secretly deal with. If the conflict was too great, he would have to give up. After all, he had only just begun his business venture; it wouldn't be wise to offend a bunch of people before even making any money.
The inner curtain was lifted, and an old man stepped out.
He had a kind face, but looked haggard, as if something was troubling him. "Sir, are you the one who wants to take over this shop?" The old man managed a forced smile, more like a grimace, his eyes filled with expectation.
"Yes, sir. But I'd like to know why you're selling this shop. I see it's the best location on Fuman Street; business here should be booming." Yan Nange asked directly, without beating around the bush. He still smiled; it was his trademark, and when he didn't smile, it was somewhat intimidating.
"Judging from your dignified appearance, sir, you must be no ordinary person. Let me tell you. It would be a waste of breath for an ordinary person. Sir, please come inside. Let's sit down and talk properly. My old bones can't stand any longer." The old man said sadly, leading Yan Nange inside.
Passing through an alley, they came to a courtyard house. The old man led Yan Nange to the central room, which was a spacious and elegant living room. The living room had mahogany floors, and the furniture was all made of sandalwood. Several landscape paintings with a profound and evocative atmosphere hung on the walls. Yan Nange admired the bold and unrestrained brushstrokes, which possessed a grand and expansive spirit. Although not by a famous artist, the painting still displayed a rich and refined artistic vision.
Looking at one of the paintings, "A Panoramic View of Rivers and Mountains," Yan Nange couldn't help but clap her hands in praise.
"This is my daughter's humble work," the old man's voice sounded behind Yan Nange.
Yan Nange had been wondering why there was no seal or signature; it turned out it was a woman's work, deliberately left unsigned.
Yan Nange turned around and, at the old man's gesture, sat down. A maidservant served her hot tea.
"Since you're a man of integrity, I won't lie to you. We were forced to close down because we offended the son of the tax collector in Mingyue City. And because of their threats, most merchants are unwilling to get involved. They're forcing me to give them my shop at a low price," the old man said bitterly.
Yan Nange didn't speak, only nodded and took a sip of tea. He knew the old man would tell the whole story.
"That happened a few months ago. One day, a powerful figure knocked out the tax collector's youngest son, Huang Shiren, on this street. So they started investigating door-to-door, actually extorting money. They didn't dare operate on Jinbao Street, so they often came here under false pretenses to demand money. We're just ordinary merchants, and since it wasn't much, we had no choice but to pay." The old man sighed, taking a trembling sip of tea, which stirred Yan Nange's pity for him. This old man was quite old.
"That day, my daughter happened to be out and came in from here. She likes to come here occasionally. Just then, Huang Shiren came looking for trouble, and that scoundrel took a liking to her. The next day, he sent someone to propose marriage, wanting my daughter to marry him. Who on Fuman Street doesn't know what kind of person he is? I bet his reputation is the worst in Mingyue City. Who would push their daughter into such a fire pit?" The old man's expression became agitated, and his voice grew louder, almost slamming his fist on the table. Yan Nange hadn't expected the old man to be so angry.

(Chapter 206, Yuan Feng
, 10-21 10:18:33, 3173 words)

"I was forty-five when I finally had this daughter. She was pampered and cherished from a young age, more important than my old life and all my wealth combined. I can give up my fortune, but I cannot live without my daughter. She was exceptionally intelligent from childhood, and has grown into a beautiful and intelligent woman. But because she has great ambitions, she has always refused to marry an ordinary man and has always kept to herself, afraid of being approached by idle suitors. But who would have thought that her attempts to avoid this would lead to this situation? Alas!
After I rejected Huang Shiren's marriage proposal, they..." "They came looking for trouble, and I had no choice but to send my daughter to relatives' house. That way, I, this old man, can just let them torment me. I've been trying to sell this shop for half a year, but it still hasn't sold. Nobody dares to take it. They can't have my daughter, so they want my business. It's not that easy. Anyway, my daughter is safe, so I'll wait until I sell this shop before I leave. This is my life's work; I don't want to give it away to that scoundrel. I'm going to fight for this!" the old man said stubbornly. He really couldn't accept it. But this was a bitter pill to swallow.
Yan Nange sighed. There was no other way. It seemed he had to take on this place no matter what, because it was his own fault for causing this trouble. Life is unpredictable. He never imagined that one scoundrel would cause so much trouble. He wondered how many evil deeds this Huang Shiren had committed! Lan Yu and his younger brother had almost been ruined by him. This was intolerable! Yan Nange decided to make this scum disappear from the world, and his father, who was probably no better, needed to be taught a lesson for his poor upbringing.
Yan Nange made up his mind, but didn't show it on his face, still smiling.
"Old man, I'll take this shop. Name your price," Yan Nange said with a smile.
"Seeing that you're a straightforward person, and we get along well, this shop will inevitably cause trouble in the future, so ten thousand taels of silver will do," the old man readily agreed, mainly because he liked Yan Nange.
"That price is unfair," Yan Nange said, shaking his head with a smile.
"Then eight thousand taels, or even five thousand, I'll accept," the old man said resolutely. It wasn't even worth that much to Huang Shiren; the key was that he felt comfortable with it.
"Haha! Old man, I meant you asked for too little. I'll give you 30,000 taels. First, the shop is worth the price. Second, hehe, I was the one who knocked Huang Shiren unconscious that day, so I'm partly to blame. How about this, I'll add another 10,000 taels as a token of my appreciation for you and Miss's good fortune." Yan Nange said with a smile. Although it cost more, Yan Nange was happy. It was rare to find an old man who wasn't greedy and was so straightforward.
"Uh!" The old man was speechless. He'd only ever heard of buyers lowering prices, never raising them, especially by 30,000 taels. Was he even normal? The old man really wanted to see if this young man had a fever. But judging from his appearance, he didn't seem sick!
Yan Nange smiled as he looked at the somewhat bewildered old man, took a sip of tea, and indeed it was good tea, sweet and mellow with a long aftertaste.
"Hey sir, don't worry about the price. Come back in three days, and we'll discuss it again. What kind of business do you want to do here?" The old man seemed to suddenly remember something and changed the subject.
"Jewelry," Yan Nange replied with a smile.
"Good, good! Good idea! It's settled then. I'll get everything ready in the shop within three days, and then we'll hand over the shop directly. How about that?" the old man asked with a smile. Yan Nange felt there was something strange about his judgment.
"Okay, sir, I'll come back in three days. Thank you for your trouble." Yan Nange stood up, bowed, and took his leave.
The old man watched Yan Nange's retreating figure with a mysterious smile.
Yan Nange successfully found a suitable shop. Although there were still some loose ends to deal with, he was confident he could handle them. So, feeling happy, he went to the "Ruyi Teahouse" on Jinbao Street, the place where he received news of his master, Lin Qingyuan.
Yan Nange hadn't properly thanked the young waiter named "Li Yuanfeng" yet. Since he still had most of the afternoon left, he decided to go see him. " He's a nice young man.
" "Please come in, sir." The waiter greeted Yan Nange warmly, leading him to a seat by the window.
"What kind of tea would you like, sir?" the waiter asked, bowing.
"Biluochun. Don't go yet, I have something to ask you." Yan Nange stopped the waiter and placed a silver ingot in his hand.
"Please tell me, sir." The waiter happily stuffed the silver into his pocket, his smile widening.
"Where's your waiter named Li Yuanfeng?" Yan Nange asked with a smile.
"Oh, you're looking for Brother Li? He was beaten by Huang Shiren last month. He's still recuperating at home." The waiter whispered, his face full of sympathy.
"Where does he live? I want to go see him." Yan Nange inwardly cursed Huang Shiren; wasn't he courting death?!
"He lives in a small courtyard behind this building; that's his home. There's an alley to the right downstairs. Walk to the end and you'll see a courtyard with two trees in front of the door; that's his house," the waiter whispered, seemingly afraid of being overheard.
"Thank you. Here's the money for the tea. I don't need the tea." Yan Nange got up and left; he hadn't really come for tea.
The waiter watched Yan Nange go downstairs. What a generous young master! He wondered where Brother Li had made such a friend. Maybe this young master could avenge him. The waiter muttered to himself and went back to work.
Yan Nange bought some tonics and fruit, walked into the alley to the right of "Ruyi Teahouse," walked to the end, and came to a small street. Not far away, there was a house with two willow trees in front of it. Yan Nange looked around; this was the only house with trees in front of it. So he went over.
Yan Nange knocked on the black door. After a while, a series of footsteps, some light and some heavy, sounded from inside, but stopped a short distance away.
"Who are you looking for?" a hoarse voice came from inside.
Yan Nange almost laughed out loud, but he also secretly praised Li Yuanfeng for being clever, pretending to be an old man to test him if an enemy came knocking.
"Li Yuanfeng, it's me. The one who asked you for Mr. Lin's address before." Yan Nange's voice was deep, but focused, and Li Yuanfeng heard it clearly. He immediately knew who it was; this person had left a deep impression on him because he suspected that this was the Yan Nange who had won the decoration competition.
"Coming, please wait a moment." Li Yuanfeng had a premonition that his good luck was beginning. People with this kind of intuition are usually more sensitive to opportunities, and they are more likely to succeed. Because accurate intuition is actually a kind of ability, and an ability that cannot be learned; it should be called a talent!

Chapter 207 Ideal
: 10-21 10:18:34 Words: 3053

"Are you Young Master Yan Nange?" This was the first thing Li Yuanfeng asked after opening the door.
“Yes, that’s me. Won’t you invite me in?” Yan Nange smiled as she looked at the excited Li Yuanfeng.
"It really is you! It really is you! Ah! Yes, yes, Young Master Yan, please come in. Please come in." Li Yuanfeng limped to close the door, his words tumbling out in excitement. This was his idol, standing right in front of him, bringing him gifts. How could he not be excited?
Yan Nange and Li Yuanfeng sat in the courtyard, brewing tea and chatting. The aroma of tea filled the air, and their conversation was lively.
"...Yuanfeng, don't worry, I will collect your debts and the debts of many others from Huang Shiren. I will make him disappear from this world completely." Yan Nange said with a smile, but the murderous intent in his eyes made Li Yuanfeng shudder.
"Hehe. Let's not talk about that. Let's talk about you. You look like a scholar, how come you're working as a waiter in a teahouse?" Yan Nange suppressed his murderous intent and asked with a smile. At this moment, the concern in Yan Nange's eyes warmed Li Yuanfeng's heart, and his nose tingled. How many years had it been since he had been treated like this? He couldn't even remember how many years it had been; he had grown accustomed to ridicule and bullying, almost numb. Only now did he realize that someone could still care for him like this.
Li Yuanfeng took a breath, calming his agitated emotions so that he could speak smoothly.
"Young master, my family used to be quite wealthy, otherwise we wouldn't have this courtyard." Li Yuanfeng looked at the courtyard, seemingly reminiscing about the past.
Yan Nange took a sip of hot tea, waiting for him to continue.
"My father was originally a jewelry merchant. More than ten years ago, he had a shop on Jinbao Street. Although it wasn't very big, the business was quite good, and our family lived a happy life without any worries about food or clothing. My mother was originally a lady from a scholarly family, while my father was a jewelry craftsman. But because my father made jewelry for my mother a few times, they secretly fell in love and eventually eloped to this place. My
mother taught me to read and write from a young age, and my father also believed that obtaining official rank was the only way to achieve great things. Unfortunately, my interest in jewelry far outweighed my interest in poetry and books. Although I was quick to learn, which pleased my mother, I still secretly enjoyed watching my father craft jewelry. When I saw those scalding liquids transform into exquisite works of art, I felt it was a great miracle. Unfortunately, my father only let me watch, not touch them, and didn't give me the opportunity to learn. I didn't dare to upset them, so I had to keep this interest to myself.
Later, my father became seriously ill and soon passed away. My mother..." After selling the shop, my mother passed away a few years later, when I was fourteen.
We had very little money left, most of it going towards my mother's medical treatment. So I gave up on the path of pursuing an official career and wanted to become an apprentice in a jewelry shop. However, because I was too thin and small, no one would hire me. Later, I had no choice but to go to a teahouse. In my spare time, I would visit various jewelry shops to look at the new designs and inquire about who made them. Gradually, I became familiar with the jewelry industry in Mingyue City. However, because of my poor health, I missed the apprenticeship age and could only work as a waiter in a teahouse. But I never idled away my time; I continued to study poetry and classics. I couldn't be a waiter forever. I believed I would definitely achieve something in the jewelry industry; all I lacked was an opportunity! As he said this, Li Yuanfeng looked at Yan Nange with fervent eyes. He knew Yan Nange could give him such an opportunity.
"You guessed right. I'm giving you a chance to realize your ambitions, and I believe you can make the most of it. If you can successfully seize this opportunity, I dare say that the names Li Yuanfeng will be known throughout the Golden Stone Continent and the Wind and Cloud Continent," Yan Nange said proudly, his expression full of confidence. He certainly had this confidence, because with his reputation as "Divine Hands and Heavenly Craftsmen," he could make any jewelry shop famous throughout the land. Moreover, they had a powerful and substantial foundation for their development.
"Young Master, from now on, Yuanfeng will follow you. As long as you let Yuanfeng do business in jewelry, I'm willing to go through fire and water," Li Yuanfeng said, bowing deeply and extremely excitedly.
"Yuanfeng, from now on, call me Big Brother. We'll be brothers from now on. Don't worry, I won't send you into dangerous situations; you wouldn't be the one to go anyway. I want you to be in charge, not risk your life. Take good care of yourself these days. I'll be taking over a shop in three days, and once I've settled everything, you'll be in charge. Hehe! You'll be Boss Li from now on. We'll discuss salary then." Yan Nange said with a smile, patting Li Yuanfeng's shoulder affectionately.
"Big Brother, don't worry, Yuanfeng has confidence in himself. I'll definitely make this shop a great success. As for our future goals, that's up to you, Big Brother." Li Yuanfeng said, his eyes brimming with tears, excited but very confident. With a master craftsman known as the best hand in the world overseeing things, if he didn't have the confidence to run this shop well, he might as well find a place to kill himself!
From this moment on, Li Yuanfeng became one of Yan Nange's most loyal brothers, and was on his path to dominating the jewelry industry on both continents.
No one is born great; all achievements stem from a chance encounter! This was true for Yan Nange, and it was true for Li Yuanfeng as well.
Yan Nange left several hundred taels of silver for Li Yuanfeng to spend and buy clothes. The future owner of "Flame Craftsmanship" should at least dress decently.
Li Yuanfeng didn't say anything more about gratitude, because since they were brothers, there was no need for formalities. He was confident that he would bring his elder brother a fortune in the future, so everything today was just a natural progression. Excessive politeness between brothers wouldn't last long, and he wanted to be brothers with his elder brother for life!
After buying some delicious snacks and finding a secluded spot, Yan Nange vanished like a wisp of smoke towards Tai Xuan Manor.
When he returned to the Venerable Lord's Mansion, it wasn't dark yet; the setting sun was blood-red, and wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys. The Venerable Lord's Mansion had already begun preparing dinner.
"Xiao Ruo, let's share this with everyone in a bit. Come here, Jiao Jiao, Daddy bought you lots of snacks." Yan Nange pulled Jiao Jiao, who was next to Xiao Ruo, into his arms and took out a large bag of snacks from the bag. Jiao Jiao jumped for joy as soon as she opened the bag.
"Daddy, Daddy, you're so good! Mwah! Mwah!..." Jiao Jiao excitedly kept kissing Yan Nange, who laughed heartily.
Hearing Yan Nange and Jiao Jiao's laughter, Qianqian, Xianlan, Mengmou, Yue'er, and the other girls all ran out of the kitchen, squealing and rushing towards the snacks. The snacks Yan Nange had bought the day before yesterday were all gone, but now there was plenty more. Girls have a natural love for snacks, there's no way around it!
After dinner, all the beautiful girls, young and old, gathered in the hall, drinking tea and juice, eating snacks and fruit, chatting idly, creating a warm and lively atmosphere. Yan Nange felt a surge of happiness and warmth. Having many people is so great!

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