"Within Huaxia?" Qin Feng couldn't help but frown upon hearing this and asked, "Are you referring to those figures from the Huaxia underworld?"

"No! Old Qin, you underestimate that brat too much," Li Yang interjected at this moment. "I think what Old Yang means is that sect he controls, right?"

Elder Yang merely smiled without speaking, slowly sipping his tea, wearing an expression of complete ease and self-possession.

"The Four Great Ancient Sects of Huaxia?" A flicker of surprise crossed Qin Feng's face as he inquired.

"The Eight Great Families and the Four Great Sects of Huaxia have always been deeply intertwined. And those Eight Great Families have an inseparable, complicated relationship with the figures in the Huaxia underworld. That brat hasn't just made a move against the world's underworld; he's also made a move against the Huaxia Eight Great Families. If I'm not mistaken, the Huaxia Eight Great Families are already taking notice of him. If that brat makes any slight move now, they might swarm him, and he could end up utterly destroyed!"

Elder Yang’s words were absolutely true, directly hitting upon the very concern that had always weighed on Yang Yi's mind. In terms of sheer power, the Black God Gang had it, but they couldn't stand against an entire faction. Meaning, if he offended one person and killed them, he would incur the wrath of many more. The power of the Huaxia Eight Great Families was immeasurable and untraceable, given that they were families handed down through ancient times. Furthermore, the Four Great Sects all shared deep connections with these families. Truly worthy of being called a legendary powerhouse in the underworld, his words had pierced through all of Yang Yi's hidden issues.

"If that's the case, does that mean your grandson won't be able to move freely for a while?" Li Yang asked.

"No, I think the kid probably has another move up his sleeve. Although I haven't formally met him yet, judging by his current methods and style, his next move will likely bring out many elements," Qin Feng stated with a grim expression.

"Heh heh!" Elder Yang chuckled, saying, "Alright, this is a matter for the younger generation. It's rare for the three of us to gather like this. Come, have some tea!"

"Damn... I thought we were drinking wine," Li Yang seemed to momentarily disregard his seniority, saying with disdain.

"You want to drink?" Elder Yang suddenly fixed his gaze on him and asked.

"Haha! Old Li, you are in for a treat this time. If we're talking about ancient techniques, Old Yang has a few bottles of supreme-grade Nü'er Hong stored away!" Qin Feng recalled previous visits when he expected Elder Yang to be reluctant to part with those bottles of fine Nü'er Hong, only to find he brought them out to share without hesitation. Only after taking a sip did Qin Feng understand: Nü'er Hong, after all, didn't suit modern palates. Only someone like Elder Yang, who cherished the lifestyle of ancient people, would truly enjoy it.

"No way, they still have Nü'er Hong these days? And supreme grade?" Li Yang genuinely couldn't believe that his long-time elder brother figure had turned into an antiquarian expert.

"Haha, if you want to drink, I have it!" Old Yang laughed heartily, rising to his feet, about to head into the inner room to fetch it. But his expression suddenly darkened. He muttered inwardly, "Sigh, why did I suddenly think of that brat?" Shaking his head, he walked into the room.

"Old Qin, do you think that kid Yang Yi can go very far?" Li Yang asked.

"I'm not sure either. If you really want to know, I suggest you ask Old Yang. After all, he's the kid's grandfather."

"Damn, asking is the same as not asking!" Li Yang knew that Elder Yang hadn't revealed much about Yang Yi, always keeping things guarded. Whether it was mysterious or not, that was hard to say!

"Actually, I understand what you're thinking. I'm interested in everything about that kid, but what interests me the most is his background," Qin Feng said, a cold glint suddenly flashing in his eyes.

Li Yang glanced at him, genuinely feeling an urge to throttle him. In truth, he wanted to know Yang Yi's background even more than Qin Feng did, but because Elder Yang hadn't spoken, he hadn't dared to ask. And now, this fellow was bringing it up again, practically digging at the root of his curiosity.

Yet, these three old men possessed a peculiar air, as if discussing slaughter as casually as idle chatter.

"Young Master, it is ready," Feng Shi walked in from outside and called out to Yang Yi.

"En," Yang Yi smiled faintly, roughly calculating that it had been nearly two months since he left Huaxia, traveled to Myanmar, and then arrived in Country R. This summer vacation was almost over; it was time to return to Huaxia.

"Young Master, the matters in Country R have already been handed over to Miyamoto Sakurako and Kudo Taichi. Are you still not at ease?" Feng Shi asked curiously upon noticing Yang Yi's slightly contemplative expression.

"Heh heh, I wasn't thinking about those things," Yang Yi smiled, waving it off dismissively. "Alright, the Black God Guard matters have been arranged, right?"

"As you commanded, everyone has followed the other Ten Army Generals to England," Feng Shi stated clearly, though he didn't know why Yang Yi paid such close attention to matters in England.

"En, since everything is arranged, let's go. It’s time to return to Huaxia," Yang Yi declared.

"Yes!"

Since giving herself to Yang Yi that first time, Xia Shiyun had been in a state of exquisite torment. Although people often said that the joy of reunion after a short separation surpassed a wedding night, when it came to the affections between a man and a woman, she, Xia Shiyun, felt somewhat naive.

Regarding Yang Yi, she held a sense of expectation, alongside an indelible impression. Suddenly recalling that beautiful afternoon, that magnificent tree, and that wonderful encounter, Xia Shiyun felt as if they were inextricably linked.

"Sigh, when exactly is that scoundrel coming back?" Xia Shiyun muttered to herself while violently chopping a white radish on the cutting board, staring blankly ahead.

"Sister Shiyun, Sister Shiyun?" A pretty girl suddenly stood beside her, watching Xia Shiyun hack and chop the white radish as if it had personally offended her, prompting the girl to call out in confusion.

"Ah!" Startled, Xia Shiyun quickly responded. Seeing Li Qian’s confused expression, she smiled sheepishly. "What's wrong?"

"The white radish is about to be minced to pieces!" Li Qian seemed to deflate slightly as she spoke.

"Ah!" Xia Shiyun looked down at the cutting board where the white radish was already... unrecognizable. Her face froze, and she said with embarrassment, "Sorry, I was lost in thought!"

"Lost in thought?" Li Qian paused, then suddenly laughed. "Sister Shiyun, are you thinking of that scoundrel so hard you're turning him into something else?"

"Ah! What are you talking about?" Xia Shiyun's cheeks flushed scarlet, her heart fluttering like a startled fawn.

"Heh heh, don't pretend," Li Qian continued after a pause. "Actually, I'm thinking about that bad guy too. When exactly will he return..."

"Mmm... school is about to start. I wonder if he can make it back in time?"

"Okay, Sister Shiyun, let's stop thinking about that scoundrel. Let's hurry and prepare dinner, or we'll have to eat out tonight," Li Qian said with a faint smile.

"En!"

Xia Shiyun and Li Qian were living a life mirroring each other. They had settled into the villa Yang Yi had purchased for himself and were eating, drinking, and sleeping there daily, suggesting they had already become the mistresses of the house. Their true intention was merely to keep an eye on the place for Yang Yi. Since Yang Yi was rarely home, the villa remained empty, lacking life and often collecting dust. That's why they were there.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Fatty Lin sat in the commercial headquarters of the Black God Gang, constantly flipping through documents and sipping coffee, looking nothing like the guy who had once spied on girls bathing.

"Slap!" Two figures walked in from outside and called out in unison, "Second Brother!"

"Uh!" Fatty Lin looked up in surprise, saw who it was, and asked, "You two are here?"

"Second Brother, when is the Boss coming back?" Xu Ming had completely shed his former appearance. Now, he exuded an explosive energy, his whole person radiating a beautiful strength.

"Yeah, Second Brother! We received news that the Boss should be back today, right?" Ye Xiaohou, no longer the frail youth he once was, now showed signs of gaining weight.

These two had been dispatched by Yang Yi to serve as coaches for the junior and senior members of the Black God Gang, and they had personally trained about two hundred men. After being 'ravished' by the sun and 'kissed' by sweat, they had completely transformed, their martial arts cultivation and overall demeanor aligning perfectly with their past selves.

"I don't know either. I only heard from Feng Shi's report that Brother Yi is supposed to return today," Fatty Lin looked at his two drastically changed brothers, inwardly admiring Yang Yi's arrangements.

"Haha, this time we'll have achievements to show the Boss," Xu Ming, despite the significant change in appearance, seemed to have retained his original nature—shameless and cocky.

"Damn, what achievements do you have to show the Boss? Training a few thousand junior and senior members? What's so great about that," Ye Xiaohou said, looking at Xu Ming with utter disdain.

"Me? You're exactly the same!"

"I am the same, but in terms of results, Second Brother is the most impressive. In less than two months, he has completely dominated the forces in the East China region and even expanded them significantly!"

"You two, stop the mutual praise! Don't think I don't know your dirty little game—you just want to confirm if Brother Yi is coming back today, right?" Fatty Lin glared at them irritably.

"Haha, Old Second really hasn't changed!" Ye Xiaohou and Xu Ming exchanged a look, grinning wickedly.

"I'm sorry, I haven't changed. So I can tell you two accurately: I'm sorry, I don't know when Brother Yi will arrive, only that he is coming back today!"

After Fatty Lin finished speaking, Ye Xiaohou and Xu Ming both gave him a look of utter contempt, saying, "Second Brother, you deserve a beating!"

One more chapter follows shortly, I hope brothers and sisters will continue to support us with your energy...