The Dragon from Hell

Nichang told An Zisheng everything that had happened since Qin Feng entered the mountain, including her exaggeration.

An Zisheng didn't react throughout the whole process. He just listened quietly, occasionally pouring a cup of tea for Nichang, and his calm expression looked like he was listening to someone else's story.

Even when Nichang mentioned that Qin Feng almost killed Liu Qin, he didn't react at all.

That gentleman's face was flawless, without anger or hatred.

It seemed that for him, this was just a little story that couldn't arouse any interest in him.

Nichang was still emotional at the beginning, and she didn't hide her contempt and hatred for Qin Feng at all, but because An Zisheng's reaction was so bland, it seemed that her indignation and exaggeration seemed a little ridiculous.

So in the end, she didn't say much, but just narrated what happened after Qin Feng entered the mountain in a concise way.

"Oh, you mean... he was introduced by Zhong Mengran, and he almost killed my mother in the demon world?" An Zisheng raised the teacup to his lips, but did not drink it. His fingers gently stroked the edge of the cup.

"Yes!" When mentioning Zhong Mengran, Nichang's face still unconsciously darkened: "Maybe, it was that bastard who tried every means to get him in, specifically to frame my aunt!"

"Hehe..." An Zisheng did not comment on Nichang's statement, did not give any comments, and did not say much: "Okay, I know about this. Nichang, my mother is emotionally unstable now, and I will trouble you to take care of her during this period of time."

"What are you talking about, cousin, what trouble or not. Aunt is my relative, and now she is my master, I should take care of her!" Nichang immediately expressed his opinion.

An Zisheng smiled, then stood up and prepared to leave.

At the end, he seemed to suddenly think of something, turned around and asked: "By the way, when I came in just now, I saw that mother's other disciples were waiting outside, but it seemed that a few people were missing?"

Nichang was also dazed by his sudden question.

"Cousin, why do you suddenly ask this? It's nothing. Several junior sisters took the mission of the sect a month ago, but they were injured and haven't come back yet." Nichang said with some contempt: "They are also a few wastes. They can't even complete a small mission under aunt. If people know about it, they will think that aunt didn't teach them well, and then it will be aunt's people who will be lost..."

She wanted to mutter a few more words, but An Zisheng had no interest in listening anymore, waved his hand and left first.

After he left, Nichang still sat there without moving.

The previous complaints and dislike had disappeared, replaced by confusion and trance: "Why do I always feel that my cousin has changed a lot..."

"Oh? What has changed?"

An Jingfu's voice suddenly appeared behind her. Nichang was startled. Just as she was about to stand up, she was held down by a pair of big hands and asked to sit back down.

"Don't panic, it's me."

An Jingfu smiled and walked to sit opposite Nichang, exactly where An Zisheng sat before. There was a teacup used by An Zisheng on the table.

"Uncle."

Seeing An Jingfu, Nichang seemed much more polite and a little restrained.

Compared with An Zisheng's gentleness, An Jingfu is more elegant and has a sense of affinity.

Of course, this is also related to his marriage to a merchant for so many years.

When he was young, he was a concubine's son who was not valued by his family. Later, he was not optimistic about marrying into a merchant family, so Nichang rarely saw An Jingfu's cold face.

In Liuqin's words: He is not qualified to have a cold face.

In the past, Nichang did not respect An Jingfu. Influenced by Liuqin, she had a lukewarm attitude towards An Jingfu. If it were not for the fact that he was her elder, she would not have given him a good face.

But for some reason, after entering Wuxiang Sect in recent years, she found that she could not see through her uncle more and more.

Especially once, she had seen her uncle personally deal with a disciple who made a mistake in the sect. That disciple was also a child of destiny and a direct disciple of her uncle.

The most important thing was that that disciple was also from the Shang family, a branch of the Shang family.

At that time, An Jingfu had no expression on his face, and watched the disciple's spirit bone being drawn out coldly. When it fell into his hands, he crushed it without even a glance.

It was also from that time that Nichang realized that the uncle in front of her was no longer the son-in-law who was submissive in front of the Shang family. He was now the master of Wuxiang Sect.

However, Nichang did not tell anyone about this matter, nor did she deliberately show anything, but she was more respectful to An Jingfu than before.

"Uncle, aunt..."

An Jingfu sat down and did not speak for a long time. Nichang thought he should be looking for Liuqin.She opened her mouth to find a topic.

But before she finished, An Jingfu took over: "I know, she fell asleep."

After saying that, An Jingfu's face showed some relief: "She hasn't slept so peacefully for a long time. It seems that Zisheng's return makes her feel much more at ease. Let her sleep."

When it comes to An Zisheng, Nishang is a little worried: "Uncle, you and my eldest cousin..."

What she wants to talk about is what happened twenty years ago. At that time, because of Zhong Mengran's mother and daughter, An Jingfu and his son turned against each other. An Zisheng even injured An Jingfu before going down the mountain.

Now that An Zisheng has returned, I wonder if An Jingfu and him have resolved their differences.

"That child has been attached to his mother since he was a child." An Jingfu's face was calm, and he smiled and replied: "He has a grudge against me, and it is normal for him to come back to avoid me. Nishang, I am not here to find your aunt or your eldest cousin today, I am here to find you."

"Find me?" Nishang was stunned for a moment, not expecting this level.

"Yes," An Jingfu smiled and looked at Nishang: "You had a chance to participate in this Xianmen Conference. Winning the championship is a small matter, and climbing the observatory is the real deal."

Speaking of this, Nishang was indeed a little sad.

In addition to being able to compete with the elites of various families, the Xianmen Conference also has one most important thing, which is the observatory.

The so-called observatory is actually a "barren mountain".

It is rumored that the mountain had experienced a great war between demons and gods ten thousand years ago, and therefore, many unknown secret treasures are buried there.

Anyone who can climb to the top of the observatory can choose a spiritual treasure that resonates with him.

The observatory belongs to all the Xianmens, not to a single Xianmen, so the Xianmen families have an agreement that such a good opportunity should naturally be left to the young.

Therefore, after each Xianmen Conference, an opportunity will be provided to the disciples who participated in the Xianmen Competition, which is the observatory.