The streets were very peaceful. Recently, people had overcome their psychological barriers and were no longer in a state of panic. The cries of women and children were rarely heard anymore.
Chu Feng walked along the cobblestone path toward his residence, which was located at the easternmost part of the town, adjacent to a large orchard, a very quiet place.
Would the yellow ox cause trouble? He was somewhat worried. This guy was not one to stay put, even though he had been repeatedly instructed to hide if anyone approached.
However, it might not listen.
It was too conspicuous, with a golden body and horns that looked as if they were cast in gold. Anyone who saw it would find it abnormal.
The courtyard was very quiet, with no sounds of people or oxen, which made Chu Feng breathe a slight sigh of relief.
When he walked through the courtyard gate, he did not see anyone, which made him frown slightly. Hadn't someone come to find him? They shouldn't have left so quickly.
Chu Feng had always been curious about who would come to find him in such dangerous times, with the roads between cities cut off and strange phenomena occurring everywhere.
This time, he did not want to miss it; he had to find out.
Suddenly, a figure appeared on the balcony of the second-floor study. It was a young man, who smiled faintly and stood there, sizing him up.
Chu Feng was not pleased. He had never seen this person before. A stranger had come into his study without regard for the owner's feelings, which was very impolite.
Especially, this person was very calm, standing there without speaking, looking at him as if he were the master of the place.
"Who are you?" Chu Feng asked. Was this one of the young men Liu Bo had mentioned? But he did not recognize him.
"Zuo Jun," the young man replied, leaping down from the second-floor balcony to the courtyard, his movements agile and clean.
He was of medium height, with a wheat-colored complexion and a head of short, hard hair. His eyes were very sharp, not handsome, but he had a strong presence, giving off a sense of sharpness.
This young man named Zuo Jun did not seem ordinary, as if he were a soldier who had spent a long time in the jungle.
However, it was just a resemblance. He was not a soldier. He exuded a sharpness and a sense of self-importance, clearly not the type to follow orders.
"I don't know you," Chu Feng said, staring at him.
"Don't you know me now?" Zuo Jun said, very calm, with a scrutinizing gaze, looking Chu Feng up and down.
Chu Feng was very annoyed. This was his home, and this person was acting as if he were the master, completely disregarding his feelings and being quite overbearing.
"If you have nothing to do, please leave. I don't know you!" Chu Feng issued an order to leave.
"Do you think I want to come to this破地方? I'm only here because someone asked me to check on you," Zuo Jun said.
Zuo Jun did not answer, circling Chu Feng and scrutinizing him without restraint, even more so than when they first met.
"You're just slightly handsome, nothing extraordinary," Zuo Jun concluded.
"Arrogant," Chu Feng was increasingly annoyed. On their first meeting, they did not know each other well, yet this person made such a judgment.
"Don't take it personally; I'm just stating the facts. Saying you're unremarkable is already giving you some face," Zuo Jun said bluntly, his gaze sharp, staring at Chu Feng and saying, "You are just an ordinary person. Times have changed, and if there are no surprises, you will end up at the bottom."
"Are you crazy?" Chu Feng was extremely annoyed. This person spoke in a condescending tone, as if he were standing on a high pedestal, lecturing him about his life.
"Get out!" Chu Feng pointed to the courtyard gate.
"Leave?" Zuo Jun's eyes were piercing, like needles, and with his wheat-colored complexion and hard, short hair, he looked like a tough guy.
"Do you think you can talk to me like this?" He shook his head, as if finding it very amusing.
"Do you think you're something special? Why do you come to my home to show off?" Chu Feng tried to control himself, not wanting to fight with this person, only wanting to drive him away.
"Do you think I have nothing better to do? The Taihang Mountains are a vast and famous mountain range. Now, treasures are everywhere, and my time is very valuable. If it weren't for someone with enough influence asking us to take care of you while we're in this area, I wouldn't be here," Zuo Jun said coldly.
"You can leave. I don't need your care," Chu Feng frowned, looking at Zuo Jun. This kind of care was not needed and was truly repulsive.
Chu Feng ignored him and went upstairs to the study, where he had some papers for teaching the ox to recognize words, and Zuo Jun had entered this room.
Zuo Jun sneered, saying, "You still don't understand what era this is. It's understandable; for someone at your level, you can't grasp the higher levels, always being slow to react and not understanding the gap between us."
He followed Chu Feng into the study without hesitation.
"Get out!" Chu Feng had had enough and shouted at him.
"Ignorant!" Zuo Jun's face turned cold, saying, "You know nothing."
Then, with a look of disdain, he said, "You were just lucky in the past, meeting that person. Now, they remember you, but it might not last. The distance between a god and a beggar is vast. A brief connection in a naive period is all you have, and the gap will become an unbridgeable chasm."
Chu Feng looked at him calmly and said, "Are you done? Get lost!"
"Don't shout at me. You still don't understand the gap between ordinary people and someone like me. You can't offend me," Zuo Jun said coldly.
Then, he looked at Chu Feng and said, "Go pack your things and come with me to the county town."
Chu Feng suppressed his anger, gradually calming down, and asked, "Why should I go there?" He was trying to understand the situation.
"The Taihang Mountains are full of treasures. I and some others have come to the Taihang Mountains, responsible for this area. We have settled in the county town, and to ensure your safety, as we were asked to, we will take care of you," Zuo Jun said calmly.
There was a group of people near the Taihang Mountains? Chu Feng's eyes narrowed.
"I'm fine here; I don't want to go to the county town," Chu Feng refused and asked, "Who are you people?"
Although he had guessed, he wanted to confirm.
"You are just an ordinary person; you don't need to know so much. Our world is not something you can touch. Just live your ordinary life and come with me," Zuo Jun said disdainfully, losing his patience.
"You can leave now; I won't go with you," Chu Feng walked out of the study.
"Do you know your own worth? You are ungrateful. Do you think others will come to pick you up? That would be foolish!" Zuo Jun said.
As he passed Chu Feng's bedroom, Zuo Jun glanced inside and saw a black short sword. He stopped and walked over.
"Don't touch it!" Chu Feng reacted quickly, grabbing it first.
"This sword is old and unusual. Did you find it by chance? Give it to me, let me see!" Zuo Jun said sternly, his tone commanding.
The black short sword was over a foot long, obtained by Chu Feng outside the train. The ancient person who died there was mysterious, hanging from a giant vine.
At the same time, a satellite was also hanging from the vine, which had greatly shocked him.
"This is my property, and it's none of your business," Chu Feng refused.
"The sword is quite good and carries an ancient aura. It's not an ordinary thing. How about this: you give it to me as a gift, and I'll take better care of you in the future. Otherwise, it would be a waste in the hands of an ordinary person like you, like a pearl thrown into the dark."
Zuo Jun spoke very rudely, as he had no qualms and was very self-centered, making his words particularly harsh.
Chu Feng looked at him coldly, saying nothing.
Was this Zuo Jun's way of taking care of him, as he was asked to do? It was truly repulsive, and in the end, he even wanted to take the black short sword.
"Give it to me!" Zuo Jun extended his hand, with a commanding tone.
Chu Feng ignored him, his face cold.
Zuo Jun reached out directly, trying to take it. Since he saw the sword, he knew it might be an extraordinary weapon, and he could not let it fall into the hands of an ordinary person.
At this moment, Chu Feng no longer held back and could not tolerate it any longer. At such close range, he threw a punch, hitting Zuo Jun's abdomen, causing him to bend like a shrimp and fly out with a loud noise.
Zuo Jun's face was filled with pain, pale, and he was very shocked, finding it hard to believe that he had been injured by the ordinary person he had deemed as lowly.
Chu Feng's strength was twelve times that of a normal person, and his body was slightly crystalline, emitting a fragrant aroma. In ancient times, this would be considered a saintly body.
How powerful was this punch!
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