My Mother-in-Law Gifted Me a Building

As Zhao Qinghan and Chu Feng were talking, Zhao Liu walked out.

"Xiao Chu, you’re here," Zhao Liu said, looking at Chu Feng with a hearty smile.

"Sixth Master," Chu Feng replied.

He couldn’t help but feel a sense of irony as he looked at the Sixth Master. This man, a titan of shipping to the outside world, was in reality just an associate of the Zhao Family.

It made sense. Martial Arts Clans like the Zhao Family wanted to make money while remaining inconspicuous, so their only option was to place puppets on the front lines as their public face.

Major families had countless people like Zhao Liu, and their collective wealth was staggering.

In this world, the truly wealthy were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Ah, Xiao Chu, thank goodness for you," Zhao Liu said. "But you can’t go to such dangerous places anymore. At my age, my old heart can’t take such a scare."

He stretched his limbs as he spoke, doing some simple exercises.

"Sixth Master, you’re still quite hale and hearty," Chu Feng said. "And as long as we don’t leave Beihai, who would dare to mess with us?"

But Zhao Liu shook his head. "Not many young people know my name these days."

Zhao Qinghan, meanwhile, continued practicing her bladework.

Su Miaoke watched, her eyes filled with fascination, and she kept asking Zhao Qinghan questions.

"Miss Zhao, how long have you been practicing with the blade? Can I learn?"

Seeing how interested Su Miaoke was, Zhao Qinghan spoke up. "If you want to start on the path of the Martial Dao, it’s possible. On Mount Emei, there’s an Emei Sect that only accepts women."

"The Emei Sect? Is what they say in novels true?" Su Miaoke’s eyes lit up as she asked.

"Of course," Zhao Qinghan said. "A lot of what you read in novels isn’t just pulled from thin air. It’s just not as exaggerated as the stories make it seem."

Seeing Su Miaoke’s excitement, Zhao Qinghan added, "If you want to learn, you have an expert right here, don’t you? The Chu Family is also a Martial Arts Family."

As Zhao Qinghan said this, she glanced at Chu Feng.

"But he doesn’t even know that himself, does he?" Su Miaoke said.

"Yeah, I really haven’t heard of it. I’ll just have to ask my parents later," Chu Feng said.

Ever since returning to Beihai, Chu Feng had been calling home often to check on his father’s condition since using Merit to heal his leg injury.

Chu Feng’s father was now much happier than before and could even work like anyone else.

"Miss Zhao, do you think those things on the internet, like herding corpses and catching ghosts, really exist?" Su Miaoke suddenly asked curiously.

"Of course they exist," Zhao Qinghan replied with a nod. "It’s just that ordinary people can’t see these things."

After the two chatted for a while longer, Su Miaoke finally said goodbye to Zhao Qinghan.

"Miss Zhao, I hope you enjoy your time in Beihai. Miaoke and I have to go now. Please take care of yourselves," Chu Feng said.

He didn’t want the two of them to keep talking. Su Miaoke’s curiosity was insatiable; once she got started, there was no end to it.

Gods, ghosts, and the like were nothing strange to Chu Feng.

After all, he possessed an Immortal Dao Inheritance and had personally killed an Evil Master from the Southern Border.

Now that Chu Feng had spoken up, Su Miaoke reluctantly bid farewell to Zhao Qinghan.

The two left Sixth Master Zhao’s villa and headed straight for the company.

In Su Miaoke’s office, Chu Feng said, "I’m going to ask my dad if the stuff about the Chu Family is true."

"Right now?" Su Miaoke asked.

"Mhm," Chu Feng nodded.

"Okay, then hurry up and ask," Su Miaoke said teasingly. "I really didn’t expect this, Chu Feng. So you’re actually from a major family, a legendary rich young master."

What she had heard today had completely shattered her worldview.

So it turned out that there were Martial Arts Clans in this world with lineages stretching back hundreds of years.

Each of these Martial Arts Clans, with their centuries-long histories, possessed an incredibly deep foundation, and their wealth was simply incalculable.

In fact, even the Chu Family, which had been on the verge of being wiped out, still possessed a terrifying amount of wealth.

In older times, the poor could only rely on scholarship to change their destiny, while the wealthy all practiced Martial Arts.

This was because practicing Martial Arts required a significant amount of money.

The call connected not long after he dialed, and the voice of Chu Feng’s father, Chu Yuntian, came through.

"Xiao Feng, what made you call your dad today?" Chu Yuntian asked with a laugh, seeming to be in a very good mood.

"Dad, how have you been feeling?" Chu Feng asked.

"Never better! I feel strong as an ox, like I’m twenty again," Chu Yuntian said happily. "Your mother and I were just talking about you. When are you and Miaoke getting married? We’re planning on coming over to see you both."

"That’s great to hear. We can talk about the wedding later. Right now, I have something urgent to ask you," Chu Feng said, getting straight to the point.

"What’s up? Just spit it out," Chu Yuntian said.

"Dad, do you know of the Xixiang Chu Family?" Chu Feng asked tentatively.

Upon hearing those three words, Chu Yuntian instantly grew tense. "Who told you?" he asked urgently.

"I heard it from someone," Chu Feng said. "They saw the flower-bud mark on my body and told me about it."

"Sigh..." A sigh came from Chu Yuntian on the other end of the line.

After a long silence, Chu Yuntian spoke again. "I had planned to tell you all this after you had children of your own, but since you already know, I’ll just tell you now. Strictly speaking, our family is indeed related to the Xixiang Chu Family. But starting with your grandfather’s generation, we moved here to Fuhe Village and have long since lost all contact with that side of the family," Chu Yuntian said.

"So that’s how it is," Chu Feng said in realization.

"Don’t be disappointed," Chu Yuntian said. "Even though we don’t have any connection with the Xixiang Chu Family anymore, your grandfather did pass some things down. He was just very strict about it and never let me practice. We happen to be coming to Beihai in a few days, so we’ll bring them to you then."

"Practice Martial Arts? Dad, does that mean you know how?" Chu Feng’s interest was immediately piqued upon hearing that his father had something like a Martial Arts Secret Manual.

"Like hell I do!" Chu Yuntian said with some exasperation. "Your grandpa never let me touch that stuff when I was a kid. Later, I went off to start my own business, and then my leg was ruined. How was I supposed to practice?"

"Why?" Chu Feng asked, confused.

"Your grandfather was exiled from the Chu Family for making some kind of mistake. As for why he wouldn’t let me practice Martial Arts, I have no idea," Chu Yuntian said.

"Dad, you know Hu Long, right?" Chu Feng asked.

"Yes, I know him. Why?" Chu Yuntian’s tone instantly hardened.

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