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"Well, I'll go with you to meet my Grandpa." Liu Yanran's expression changed slightly, but surprisingly, she did not oppose Lin Feng's joke. Instead, she said to him.
As she spoke, Liu Yanran took the lead and walked into the Liu Family's Back Mountain.
Lin Feng had thought that Liu Yanran would firmly stop his joking, but her reaction left him puzzled.
However, after working hard to break the protective formation of the Liu Family's Back Mountain, Lin Feng had no reason to leave now.
What can I say? Lin Feng was now intrigued by a series of actions from the Liu Family. It would be a shame not to take a look; he had never been one to shy away from curiosity.
Thus, Lin Feng followed Liu Yanran on this so-called tour of the Back Mountain.
On the way, Liu Yanran turned back to glance at Lin Feng, showing an expression that seemed expected. She said nothing and continued walking.
Lin Feng understood what her expression meant; clearly, she was confident that he would follow out of curiosity, feeling a sense of victory in that.
Although Lin Feng understood this, he didn't mind. After all, he had come this far, and since he had broken the formation out of curiosity, he didn't mind satisfying that curiosity further.
Moreover, Lin Feng remembered that Liu Yanran had promised him that if he successfully cracked the Mountain Guardian Formation, she would have to follow his commands and do whatever he asked.
Finally, Liu Yanran stopped in front of a shrine-like building halfway up the mountain. The guide also halted, and naturally, Lin Feng stopped as well.
"Have we arrived?" Lin Feng asked.
"Well, we've arrived. Grandpa is waiting for you inside," Liu Yanran said, not turning around as she gazed at the building ahead.
"Isn't Grandpa with the guests over there?" Lin Feng wondered. Hadn't she just said that Liu Yanran would show him around Back Mountain? How was it that he had just arrived, and Grandpa was already inside waiting for him?
He hadn't encountered Liu Old Man on the way here.
After a moment's thought, Lin Feng realized that there might be more than one path leading to this place.
"Yes, aside from the road we took from the foot of the mountain, there are other paths as well." Liu Yanran, being the clever girl she was, seemed to read Lin Feng's mind and explained it without him needing to ask.
With Liu Yanran's confirmation, Lin Feng felt assured; it seemed she had come prepared, and everything was planned out in advance.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid to go in?" Liu Yanran continued to provoke him before Lin Feng could make up his mind.
"Hehe... Miss Liu, is provoking the only tactic you know?" Lin Feng questioned, puzzled by how Liu Yanran always resorted to this method.
"Hehe... A good tactic is worth using repeatedly," Liu Yanran replied with a smile.
"That's true. With your beauty, this tactic definitely works on men," Lin Feng openly complimented Liu Yanran's looks while subtly implying that she relied on her beauty to get things done.
"Enough talk. Let's go inside," Liu Yanran said, clearly catching on to Lin Feng's underlying message. She turned back and urged him on, evidently not wanting to continue their banter.
"Alright, I'm going in." Since they had come this far, Lin Feng naturally wouldn't back down. Besides, he couldn't let Liu Yanran think less of him. With that thought, he strode confidently toward the ancestral hall.
"Lin Feng, not every man qualifies for me to use provocation on," Liu Yanran suddenly remarked as Lin Feng prepared to step into the hall.
Then, without waiting for Lin Feng to respond, she had already left.
Regarding her meeting and conversation with Grandpa and Lin Feng, according to her Grandpa's previous instructions, she was not allowed to be present or eavesdrop.
After hearing Liu Yanran's words, Lin Feng paused for a moment before continuing forward. He knew that the people inside would tell him the answers he wanted.
Upon arriving at the inner courtyard of the ancestral hall, Lin Feng caught a whiff of tea fragrance coming from a large room in front. He guessed that Liu Yanran's Grandpa, Liu Lao, should be in that big room.
Without any courtesy, Lin Feng pushed the door open and entered. Everything seemed premeditated; although he did not want to stoop to Liu Yanran's level outside, he was still angry inside. Since he was upset, Lin Feng naturally wouldn't have a good attitude; knocking on the door would be too polite.
As soon as he opened the door, Lin Feng saw Liu Lao sitting at an Eight Immortals table in the room, brewing tea. Liu Lao showed no surprise at Lin Feng's abrupt entrance.
"Well... Liu Lao, what a leisurely mood you have! I'm out here fighting hard while you're calmly brewing tea," Lin Feng said, his tone laced with sarcasm that even a fool could detect.
"Well... I was just waiting for you to arrive. Come, come, sit down and taste my skills; this is brewed from top-quality tea leaves," Liu Lao responded without reacting to Lin Feng's attitude and handed him a cup of tea.
"Well... if I'm here to visit your Back Mountain, I suppose it’s not just for this cup of tea," Lin Feng remarked. Although Liu Lao always smiled warmly, Lin Feng didn't want to keep a straight face; as the saying goes, one shouldn't strike someone who is smiling at them. However, his words remained sharp.
"Alright, sit down first. Let me tell you a story, shall I?" Liu Lao waved his hand at Lin Feng and said.
"That sounds good." At this moment, Lin Feng felt that the so-called story Liu Lao was about to tell should be related to today’s events. Since he wasn't in a hurry, he decided to listen carefully.
"I was born into a family that dealt in jade stones. To call it a prestigious family is just flattering; it was merely a family that traded jade stones collectively," Liu Lao began his story as he noticed Lin Feng was willing to listen.
"You are quite straightforward," Lin Feng said as he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea after hearing this.
However, this tea is indeed good tea. Lin Feng is not a tea enthusiast and usually cannot tell the difference between good and bad tea, but the cup of tea that Liu Lao handed to him was something Lin Feng could immediately recognize as high-quality tea. This shows that the tea is truly exceptional, as even someone like Lin Feng, who lacks expertise, can discern its quality through tasting.
"Hehe... Well, coming from a family like mine, if there were no special circumstances, I would have just grown up to engage in some jade business. If I were lucky and had a bit more family wealth, I still wouldn't be where I am now, having established such a Big Family," Liu Lao said, ending with a hint of pride.
Indeed, it is quite remarkable that Liu Lao managed to build such a Big Family on his own.
"Well, go on. What special circumstances occurred?" Lin Feng's logical thinking was quite sharp; he could tell from Liu Lao's words that something later happened that led to his success and allowed him to break free from the confines of his family's legacy.
"One day, my uncle and I went into the mountains to mine for jade. It just so happened that it started raining. Since we were in the mountains, we had no choice but to find a cave to shelter from the rain," Liu Lao said, gazing out the window as if reminiscing about certain events.
"However, while we were hiding, we both ended up falling asleep. In my dream, I encountered a very strange person. I couldn't tell what he looked like, but I remember his voice clearly, and I knew he was speaking Chinese," Liu Lao recounted with evident depth of memory.
"Oh, did you understand English at that time?" Lin Feng asked.
"No, even now I don't know much English," Liu Lao replied, unsure why Lin Feng asked that question.
"Hehe... If you don't understand English, then naturally your dream would only involve Chinese," Lin Feng explained why he had asked.
As Lin Feng said, people often dream about what they think about during the day. Therefore, it is not surprising that Liu Lao dreamed of someone speaking Chinese based on his daily experiences.
"Lin Feng, I understand what you mean now. But what I want to tell you is that although it was a dream, I encountered a non-human figure," Liu Lao said solemnly to Lin Feng at that moment.
"Non-human? An alien?" If anyone else had heard Liu Lao's words, they might have thought he was just rambling in his dreams. However, upon hearing this statement from Liu Lao, Lin Feng quickly inquired further.
"Yes, something similar to an alien," Liu Lao pondered for a moment before responding to Lin Feng.
"Oh, please continue." Lin Feng adjusted his expression; he was no longer just listening to a story. His intuition told him that the matter was likely related to his soul having been to the space where Tesla and the others were.
"They said they wanted to give me a kind of energy and asked if I wanted it. At that time, I had never experienced anything like it, so I naturally said yes. I even thought I was dreaming and just agreed without much thought," Liu Lao fell into his memories, not looking at Lin Feng as he continued telling his story.
"What kind of energy was it?" Lin Feng almost blurted out, "Is it Mental Power?" However, considering he hadn't figured everything out yet and didn't want to expose too much about himself, he rephrased his question.
"Well, he said it was called Mental Power. He could bestow upon me Mental Power, allowing me to sense the Jade Energy in jade stones," Liu Lao answered Lin Feng's question, and this response left Lin Feng feeling unsettled for a long time.
Indeed, Lin Feng now knew for certain that Liu Lao had encountered the Walker Alien who existed in the same space as Tesla back then, and it was this being who had granted Liu Lao Mental Power.
At the same time, Lin Feng recalled that when he was reborn, the one who had given him Mental Power told him that if he had the chance, he should find another person who had also been bestowed with Mental Power and help him recover his Mental Power.
Could it be that Liu Lao was the person he needed to find?
Lin Feng thought this was quite possible.
"Oh, please continue." Although waves of thoughts surged within him, Lin Feng did not directly express what was on his mind. Instead, he urged Liu Lao to keep talking; he needed further confirmation.
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