Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 298: The North, the Northern Border King?

Human hearts are not so easily soothed.

Heard one too many times, even the most common truths can become tiresome, not to mention in the Infection Zone, where there are plenty of cunning individuals with ulterior motives.

After Tian Yan delivered an impassioned speech, the effect was minimal. Some people even went as far as to throw objects at him from their surroundings.

Unrelenting rebuttals, curses, and pleas for mercy continued.

In this world, when you stand outside a cage, trying with all your heart to calm a group of people trapped within, with beasts among them, how can they possibly stay calm?

The truths of life are clear to enlightened Buddhas, but it’s the obfuscated that are truly human.

Tian Yan felt exhausted by the situation. They were soldiers transferred from the Eastern Border, and enduring such heart-wrenching days was much more difficult than guarding the borders, which were at least peaceful in comparison.

Just as Tian Yan picked up the microphone, intending to speak again, a resolute voice came from behind him:

"Let me do it."

Turning his head, he saw one of the young men.

Tian Yan couldn’t help but take a few extra looks. If he didn’t see, he wouldn’t know, but upon looking, the man seemed somewhat familiar, though where he had seen him before, he couldn’t recall at the moment.

As if compelled by a ghost, Tian Yan handed over the microphone he was holding.

Ye Feng weighed it in his hand and then brought it to his mouth, calling out:

"Who wants to be the first to come out?"

With just one sentence, the various shouting and clamor noticeably quieted down, as many people murmured among themselves, unclear about Ye Feng’s intentions.

"Kid, who are you trying to fool? Get lost. If it were possible to get out, we would have been long gone," someone quickly stood up and scolded Ye Feng.

"If I say I can get someone out, I will definitely make it happen," Ye Feng stated emotionlessly, each word resounding with determination.

Several soldiers tried to intervene upon seeing this, but Tian Yan stopped them, his instincts telling him:

This young man can be trusted!

"Pfft, as if big talk isn’t common these days."

"Just get lost, stop annoying us, or else pay respects to your ancestors for eighteen generations."

"He looks decent enough, but who knew he’d be so sinister, pah, still joking at a time like this."

…

Clearly, Ye Feng’s words were not enough to convince the people there. Those who had come to cause trouble were "experienced" and would not easily believe it was that easy to leave.

"Is there really no one willing to give themselves a chance?"

Seeing this, Ye Feng laughed.

As the Northern Border King, he had always been a man of his word, and yet today, he was ignored by a crowd.

An opportunity!

These words did indeed provoke many people, and a man shouted loudly:

"Me!"

Afterward, several others echoed one after another. Whether they could get out or not, what was the harm in trying?

"Let him out," Ye Feng said, pointing to the man who had shouted first.

Upon seeing this, Tian Yan’s brow furrowed. He had thought Ye Feng was just speaking offhand and hadn’t expected him to actually mean it, putting Tian Yan in a difficult position.

After all, the order from above was clear: no one was allowed outside without passing the quarantine check!

The soldiers remained unmoved as well, ready to obey only their commander, Tian Yan.

"I am Zhang Wenyuan, the Imperial Guards Commander, here’s my identification. I’m now ordering you to let him out," Zhang Wenyuan interjected before Ye Feng could reveal his identity, showing his credentials.

"Commander, it’s authentic," a soldier responsible for verification quickly reported back to Tian Yan.

"Commander Zhang, you’re aware of the situation in there; if something happens…" Tian Yan began but was cut off by Zhang Wenyuan, who sharply retorted:

"Enough with the nonsense. If something happens, I will take responsibility. Release him."

This feels quite good!

Zhang Wenyuan reveled in his little moment of glory, secretly pleased with himself for having the foresight to get a commander’s title from Duan Tian. Although it carried little real power, it had its influence, and nobody dared to defy him.

Looking at Ye Feng again, even the title of the Northern Border King might not work; these people transferred from the Eastern Border would only follow orders from the imperial capital.

"Let him out!" Tian Yan said no more, directing his men to proceed.

He’s actually coming out!

Slapping his own face to ensure he wasn’t dreaming, the man who had just been let out was instantly overjoyed, only to hear Ye Feng’s chilly voice:

Don’t be too happy just yet.

"Remember, if anyone here gets infected by you, you’ll have to spend ten years in jail. Two people, that’ll be a hundred years. Three, and you can look forward to rotting in prison. Now, take him to a special area and watch him closely."

Brilliant, this move was truly brilliant!

Tian Yan came to a realization and immediately had his men take the man away. The poor fellow had just thought he escaped from hell, only to fall into another abyss, crying and pleading as he was led away.

Ye Feng raised the microphone again and said:

"Now, does anyone else want to come out?"

"I can assure everyone that those who come out will end up just like that last person, and the treatment they will receive will be ten times worse than what you’re experiencing inside."

If you cannot win people over with sentiment and reason, there’s no choice.

But to resort to the law!

This statement directly caused those inside to fall silent; such an outcome would cause them more harm than good.

Finally, there was silence!

Tian Yan set the microphone aside and said sincerely:

"Impressive!"

"What’s the procedure to go inside?"

Hearing this unexpected question from Ye Feng, Tian Yan was taken aback, wondering if he had misheard:

"You mean you want to enter the Infection Zone?"

Now, only those who were trying to figure out a way to get out were common; but someone actively requesting to go in, he had never encountered that before. Was this person seeking trouble, or had they gone mad?

Ye Feng nodded.

He not only wanted to enter the Infection Zone but also to venture deep into the Central Infection Source to search for an antidote. It just wasn’t necessary to share that with others.

"There actually isn’t a rule prohibiting entry. Just need to register your name, date, and intended activities, and then you can pass."

Tian Yan quickly added a word of advice:

"If there’s nothing absolutely necessary, I’d advise you not to go in."

What a coincidence!

Ye Feng genuinely had an urgent matter to attend to. After thanking Tian Yan, he quickly left with the soldier.

"Commander, Commander, I have something to report to you."

In the end, that soldier came running back in a frenzy, his expression agitated.

"What’s the rush?"

Tian Yan scolded.

"The, the Northern Border King."

Gasping for breath, the soldier didn’t quite finish his sentence.

"What about the Northern Border King?"

Tian Yan asked, puzzled.

"That person just now, he recorded himself as the Northern Border King. Commander, do you think it could be a fake?"

The soldier asked uncertainly, as if he would have completely missed it if not for habitually taking a glance.

"Do you think this is a matter to joke about?"

Tian Yan burst out of the guardroom, only to discover that Ye Feng’s vehicle had already disappeared without a trace.

No wonder he looked familiar!

By this time, Tian Yan finally remembered where he had seen Ye Feng. Very few were aware of what Ye Feng had done for the peace of the Eastern Border—only those like himself who had fought alongside Ye Feng knew.

A statue of Ye Feng still stood on East Pole Island to this day.

"Commander, he’s gone."

The cold wind was chilling, but Tian Yan stood motionless as if saluting in respect.

"What did the Northern King write?"

After a long while, Tian Yan finally came back to his senses. Many soldiers of the Eastern Border knew they owed a huge debt of gratitude to the Northern King Ye Feng.

"Seeking medicine."

The soldier spoke only two words, which was all Ye Feng had written.

"Notify all guard units, should they see the Northern King, to treat him with the highest courtesy of the Eastern Border." Explore hidden tales at novelbuddy

Tian Yan looked somewhat wistful.

Seeking medicine, what medicine could Northern King Ye Feng be looking for in Dongchuan at this time? Tian Yan regretted that he could not accompany him.

...

"You even carry the title of Commander of the Imperial Guards, what other secrets do you hold that I don’t know about?"

After passing through the first line of defense, the path ahead for Ye Feng became unobstructed. Perhaps it was due to the Ghost Qi, but there were no vehicles driving on the road.

Everywhere he passed was eerily quiet, a desolation of withering things that was deeply lamentable.

"That’s it, I’m good friends with Duan Tian, and he insisted on giving me the title. Actually, I really didn’t want to accept it at first."

Accepted and now disclaimed unwillingness?

Zhang Wenyuan loved to brag and seemed to seize every opportunity to climb higher. Ye Feng simply ignored him; unless one was a fool, they wouldn’t believe Zhang Wenyuan’s words.

"You should head back once we reach the second defensive line,"

Ye Feng said indifferently.

"Not going back. Wherever you go, I will follow?"

Zhang Wenyuan’s hands on the steering wheel visibly shook.

"You being there or not makes no difference. It would be better for you to go do what you need to do."

The Direct Disciple of Grand Sect Leader Zhao Gongming.

If Zhang Wenyuan claimed he was just here for the experience, Ye Feng would not believe it for a second. That old man was as sly as the sea, and the man before him, seemingly a bit of a rascal...

...was missing half a beat!

"Ye Feng, is it right for you to denigrate someone like that?"

"How can you dismiss me, Zhang Wenyuan, like that? I’m capable of fighting those in the God Gathering Realm. And before coming here, I had already handed over control of the Daoyi Group to my brother, so don’t you try giving me orders."

Listening to him, Zhang Wenyuan seemed determined to stick with Ye Feng.

"No need for so many words, nobody is desperately trying to stop you from following."

Ye Feng smirked.

Having such a fighter willingly offer his services, he would be foolish to refuse.

"We’re heading straight to Fallen Dragon Valley now?"

Zhang Wenyuan disregarded the small triumph in Ye Feng’s heart.

A person with such a big reputation eager to claim even a small advantage, who could he complain to?

"Of course,"

Ye Feng replied.

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"That won’t do, you must heed my advice. You can go to Dragon Valley, but you can’t go at night. As for why, several masters have already fallen."

Zhang Wenyuan said with seriousness.

"I’ll take your advice. Let’s find a place to spend the night and set off at dawn."

Ye Feng quickly made his decision.

He was there to find medicine, and if he fell before even getting the medicine, that would be truly regrettable. Anyone considered a master by Zhang Wenyuan must have a cultivation level at or above the God Gathering Realm.

"That’s more like it."

Zhang Wenyuan pressed hard on the accelerator.

Actually, his resolve to follow Ye Feng was to protect him. Duan Tian clearly hadn’t informed him of that matter, and Ye Feng...

...clearly did not realize his own importance to the Outer Battlefield!