Chapter 4

"Go!" Shi Feng kicked the horse's belly with both legs. The black stallion, which had been walking leisurely on the mountain path, let out a long neigh and galloped forward, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Xiu Ling Mountain was lush with trees, full of vitality, and the scenery was picturesque, hence its name.

At the foot of Xiu Ling Mountain was a village called Xiu Ling Village.

Most of the villagers made a living by farming, working from sunrise to sunset.

At this moment, the sun was setting, and the sky was filled with a red sunset, indicating it was nearly dusk.

Shi Feng looked at the low houses appearing before him, and saw a few farmers returning home on the road, as well as a group of children playing and running around the houses.

There was a chubby boy around eight or nine years old who had bullied Shi Ling not long ago. Seeing that chubby boy, Shi Ling stuck out her tongue and made a face at him.

Seeing Shi Ling's mischievous look, Shi Feng affectionately patted her little head.

"Hey? Aren't those the Shi family's boy and girl? Why are they riding a big horse?" A farmer carrying a hoe wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the person beside him.

"Indeed, they are the Shi family's children. How could they have a horse? They must have done something despicable," another person said.

"This is a big deal. People with horses are not ordinary. If they did something shameless, it would bring disaster to the whole village. We should quickly tell the village chief about this."

"Yes, you're right. To do such things at such a young age, what will they be like when they grow up?"

The two men spoke and quietly walked towards the village chief's house.

Shi Feng, of course, did not know about these things. Seeing that the villagers were looking at him with surprise, he ignored them and urged the black horse to head home.

He had been out all day, and his mother at home must be worried.

She had given him a new life, provided him with a chance to be reborn, and raised him with great hardship. Shi Feng had already regarded the person in his memory as his true mother, without any resistance.

A low, dilapidated wooden house gradually came into view. This was the home where Shi Feng had lived for fifteen years. In front was a small yard surrounded by a fence, and behind was Xiu Ling Mountain.

Shi Feng jumped off the black horse, carried Shi Ling down, and led the horse into the yard, tying it to a stone post.

At this moment, a heart-wrenching scream came from inside the house: "Ah! No!"

"Mother?" Hearing the scream, which was his mother's voice, Shi Feng's face darkened, and he hurriedly walked into the house. Lifting his right foot, he kicked the wooden door open with a "bang."

In the dim, simple room, his mother, dressed in coarse clothes, with disheveled hair, looked very disheveled. Her face was pale, her eyes red, and her face was covered in tears.

At this moment, she was kneeling on the ground, tightly hugging the right leg of a man in a white robe, her body trembling slightly.

The man looked to be in his thirties, about 1.8 meters tall, with a full forehead, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes. His face was chiseled and angular.

The man's expression was cold, his hands behind his back, standing there like a sword out of its scabbard, exuding a heroic aura.

"Warrior King realm?" Shi Feng immediately recognized the man's cultivation.

"Who are you?" Shi Feng asked in a deep voice, his anger rising, and power gathering in his hands.

At this moment, the man also looked at him.

"Feng, don't be impolite. He is... he is your father," his mother looked at Shi Feng and said in a trembling voice.

"Father?" Shi Feng frowned, his face becoming increasingly dark, and some memories gradually surfaced in his mind.

"Mother, why do others have fathers, but I don't?" When he was five, just beginning to understand things, Shi Feng asked his mother.

His mother affectionately patted his head and said with a smile, "Because, our Feng's father is not like other fathers. Our Feng's father is a great hero. For our country, our Feng's father is now fighting on the battlefield."

When he was seven, "Mother, that fatty called me a bastard, saying I don't have a father, sniff."

"Feng, don't listen to them. You are not a bastard. Your father is a great hero."

When he was eight, "Mother, why hasn't Father come back to find us? Does he not want us anymore?"

"How could he not want us? Mother believes that one day, your father will come to us on a big horse, in great glory. Mother believes that day is not far away."

As Shi Feng grew up day by day and became more sensible, he rarely asked about his father. However, Shi Feng knew that his mother had always been waiting for his father to return, hoping that one day, the man in her heart would come to her on a big horse, in great glory.

But he never expected that his father would really return today, and what he saw was this scene.

"Mother." At this moment, Shi Ling also rushed into the house, running to her mother.

"Hehe." The man looked at Shi Ling, and a cold smile appeared on his face. "Bai Yue'e, you said you waited for me for fifteen years. Is this what you call waiting? Hehe." The man said, pointing at Shi Ling.

"Jin Tian, it's not what you think. Ling'er... Ling'er is a child I found in the mountains seven years ago," Shi Feng's mother, Bai Yue'e, said with a pained expression, trying to explain.

"Hehe." Shi Jin Tian's face still wore a cold smile. "Whether you found her or had a child out of wedlock, it's none of my business. Here, take this." Shi Jin Tian said, handing a piece of white paper to Bai Yue'e.

Bai Yue'e bit her lip, her hands trembling, and she pleaded, "Jin Tian, no. Do you remember the hardships we went through to be together? You promised to love and cherish me forever. Do you remember the day you joined the army, when you said you would come back to give me a good life, and I said I would wait for you forever? Jin Tian, have you forgotten all of this?"

Bai Yue'e looked up, tears in her eyes, at Shi Jin Tian's cold face.

"Take it!" Shi Jin Tian said coldly, his voice stern.

Shi Feng could no longer bear it. He stepped forward and snatched the white paper from Shi Jin Tian's hand.

On the paper, the words "Divorce Letter" were the most prominent.

"Ha ha ha, good, really good!" Shi Feng faced Shi Jin Tian and laughed loudly.

"Feng, you..." Bai Yue'e was at a loss.

Shi Feng ignored Bai Yue'e and shouted at Shi Jin Tian, "You've been gone for fifteen years, and my mother has waited for you for fifteen years. Why did you come back to die?"

"Rude!" Shi Jin Tian roared, lifting his hand and striking Shi Feng's head with a palm.

The power of a Warrior King seemed to freeze the air around. Shi Feng felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and he had no strength to resist, not even to move.

"No!" Bai Yue'e shouted, suddenly finding strength despite her weakness and long illness. She released Shi Jin Tian's leg, stood up, and hugged Shi Feng, pressing him down to protect him with her back.

"No!" This time, it was Shi Feng's turn to shout, his eyes turning red.

Seeing the palm about to strike, a Warrior King's attack would surely kill his mother with her frail body.

"Hmph!" Shi Jin Tian coldly said, stopping just before his palm hit Bai Yue'e. However, the force in his palm still impacted Bai Yue'e's back.

Shi Feng felt the warm body hugging him tremble, and a trickle of fresh blood appeared at the corner of his mother's mouth.

Looking at her pained, pale face, Shi Feng felt his heart wrench.

"Feng... Mother... can't... you... must... take... good... care... of... yourself... take... good... care... of... Ling..." Bai Yue'e gently stroked Shi Feng's face, and she suddenly smiled, a pained smile. "Mother... can't... you... must... take... good... care... of... yourself... take... good... care... of... Ling..."

"Mother!" Shi Ling held onto Bai Yue'e's clothes and started crying.

"Ling... be... good..." Bai Yue'e smiled and reached out to touch Shi Ling's face, but her hand paused in mid-air.

"Ah!" A mouthful of fresh blood spewed out, and she collapsed to the ground, fainting.

Shi Feng quickly caught Bai Yue'e to prevent her from falling.

"Stupid!" Shi Jin Tian coldly said, turning to leave.

As he reached the door, Shi Feng looked at his cold back and gritted his teeth, shouting, "Shi! Jin! Tian!" Each word came out through his clenched teeth.

Shi Jin Tian paused, turned around, and his face remained cold, showing no emotion.

"The suffering my mother has endured for so many years, and the pain she has suffered today, I will make you pay a thousandfold!" Shi Feng shouted, his eyes filled with murderous intent. At this moment, he wished to send this heartless man to the underworld to suffer eternal torment.

"Hmph." Shi Jin Tian coldly said, a sneer on his lips. "Ignorant." With that, he walked out of the house without stopping.

"Wah... Mother... Mother..." Shi Ling was still sobbing, her little face covered in tears.

Seeing Shi Ling crying like a little kitten, the anger on Shi Feng's face gradually subsided.

This poor little girl, abandoned by her parents shortly after birth, was found by his mother while picking wild fruit. Because she had a green jade pendant with the character "Ling" on it, his mother named her Shi Ling.

The little girl was very obedient and more sensible than other children her age. Over the years, as his mother's health declined, she helped with cooking, preparing medicine, washing dishes, and even helping to bathe his mother.

She was like his little shadow, following him wherever he went.

She was his real sister.

Shi Feng affectionately patted Shi Ling's head and gently comforted her, "Ling, be good. With big brother here, Mother will be fine."

Shi Ling looked up, her eyes filled with tears, and she stared at Shi Feng with a pitiful look.

"Don't cry, your little face is all wet." Shi Feng gently wiped the tears from Shi Ling's face with the corner of his clothes.

"Be good, go and boil some hot water for big brother." Shi Feng patted Shi Ling's head and said.

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