Rebirth starts with many children and good fortune

"Since I've received your answer, I have nothing more to say. If you're worried, you can go home and take a look now. Come to the Hongmen in the afternoon, and let us give it a try," Cheng Feng said calmly.

So, what does it matter if he threatens Wu Feng a little?

However, this matter also served as a reminder to Cheng Feng. He realized that his own home also needed a strong expert to guard it. So, who would this person be?

Cheng Feng had always thought that Cai'er was the most suitable candidate. But if the master had to personally go to the battlefield to fight, it would indeed be somewhat inappropriate, as it would damage her dignity.

Until Cheng Feng unexpectedly discovered Yu Niang! Although she was older, her talent was truly amazing. This caused a biased idea to arise in Cheng Feng's mind.

After all, a man, no matter how painful, must grit his teeth and endure it.

Watching Wu Feng's departing figure, Cheng Feng pondered to himself: At least the position of the Hall of Offerings should be stable for now. He believed that as long as he successfully healed Wu Feng and actively took action through the Hongmen, he would definitely be able to win over this passionate swordsman.

The protection fees collected were not high, and within the Hongmen's territory, no one would have any dissatisfaction with the Hongmen.

Wu Feng must have witnessed countless dark sides in the past ten years. The Hongmen would undoubtedly become the ideal home in his mind.

Xiu Niang, with her beautiful appearance and dressed in coarse cloth, was concentrating on her needlework. She looked up at her husband's slightly anxious face.

For the past ten years, he had lived in seclusion, ignoring worldly affairs, just to avoid contacting those forces again.

After all, the image of that passionate swordsman from back then still made the major forces wary to this day.

But last time, the daughter of an old friend came to his door, asking him to help repay a favor.

Without needing to kill or set fires, the daughter of the old friend only hoped to use his background as a Blood Warrior to give a small warning to her business opponent, but she didn't expect it to lead to today's events.

When he was young, Wu Feng saw a big man relying on his power to bully a weak woman, and he was very angry. He readily helped that weak woman bear the consequences.

After a fierce battle, the other party's entire gang was almost completely wiped out, but Wu Feng himself was unfortunately hit in a vital spot by his opponent, crippling his martial arts. From then on, he could no longer lift the sword in his hand, and his once-feared force gradually dissipated.

Those onlookers had come to his door, wanting to recruit him, but after they sent their respective doctors to examine him, they all silently left. Because everyone knew that Wu Feng's injuries could no longer be cured, so it was better to leave each other alone.

Xiu Niang, seeing her benefactor end up in such a tragic state, was filled with gratitude, so she decided to dedicate herself to him in order to repay Wu Feng's life-saving grace. Wu Feng, who was already disheartened and distraught, silently accepted this affection.

After that, he chose to live in anonymity, usually working as an obscure accountant in Qingxi County. No one around him knew about his past, let alone his past experiences.

Until today, a young man once again intruded into Wu Feng's life. This young man spoke wildly, claiming to have established a gang, and invited Wu Feng to join.

But it didn't matter. Since the other party hadn't harmed his family, then Wu Feng was willing to try it with him, to make him understand the cruelty of reality, so that he would completely give up.

Looking at the territory that originally belonged to the Si River Gang, which had now been replaced with the Hongmen's signboard, Wu Feng pondered to himself: "This is simply snatching food from a tiger's mouth!"

He couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that this Cheng Feng is trying to achieve great things with small means? Or is that old fellow Wang Tieshan backing him up?" Wu Feng shook his head. These things had nothing to do with him. He was just here to go through the motions.

Cheng Feng didn't come to the main seat of the Hongmen's hall very often. Most of the affairs were handled by Wang Hu. It had to be admitted that Wang Hu was indeed quite good at managing external affairs, which was why Cheng Feng valued him.

Without wasting any time on pleasantries, Cheng Feng immediately invited an experienced doctor to examine Wu Feng's injuries.

After sending away the doctor who shook his head helplessly and said he couldn't do anything, Wu Feng said calmly: "Cheng Feng, you've seen it too. Even the doctor you invited can't do anything. Let's just end this matter here."

Faced with Cheng Feng's stubborn attitude, Wu Feng didn't respond. He chose to remain silent, quietly observing what Cheng Feng would do next.

He saw Cheng Feng wave away the disciples outside the door, then slowly took out an unremarkable black box from his arms, gently placed it on the table, and said with a smile: "It's just a broken bone, it's just that the treatment was not timely, what does it matter! I happen to have a bottle of secret medicine obtained from a wandering expert here—Black Jade Bone Renewal Paste. This medicine is a rare treasure specially used to treat broken bones. After ordinary people use it, they can recover completely in less than three months; if martial artists apply this medicine, the effect will be even better, and the recovery speed will be even more amazing."

Hearing this, Cheng Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of light, and he patted his chest confidently and said: "If it didn't have such miraculous effects, how dare I rashly invite you to join the Hongmen? Do you really think that my Hongmen is a place that anyone can enter?"

Cheng Feng seemed very calm. He casually waved his hand and replied: "Just rest assured, after all, you are a Hongmen's offering. You don't need to worry about these trivial matters. Our Hongmen has always only drawn swords against true experts. What's the point of bullying the weak?"

After Cheng Feng nodded firmly again, Wu Feng took a deep breath, his left hand tightly gripping the area on his right hand that the doctor had just pointed out.

He gritted his teeth, blood surging in his left hand, and squeezed with all his strength—there was a crisp crack, Wu Feng's arm instantly turned purplish-red, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down his forehead.

The former Wu Feng was a swordsman full of passion and enthusiasm, but the hardships of life had long worn away his former sharpness.

If he failed, he could only choose to accept his fate…

As for revenge? His heart was dead, who would he take revenge on?

Then he turned around and went to the back hall to take out the things that had been prepared. He first gently rinsed Wu Feng's swollen part with the wine on the table, and after wiping it clean, he carefully and evenly applied the Black Jade Bone Renewal Paste to the broken bone.

Wu Feng felt a cool sensation slowly spreading in his arm, which often caused him pain.

This feeling made his heart tremble involuntarily. After all, thirteen years had passed, and he finally felt the existence of his right hand again.

Cheng Feng listened quietly, a faint smile appearing on his face. He nodded lightly, indicating his approval that everything Wu Feng said was the effect of the medicine.

However, the tears were like a flood that had been suppressed for a long time, finally finding an outlet, constantly flowing down and wetting his cheeks.

Cheng Feng also felt that he was being a bit despicable, but so what?

Sui Ran's side had to rely on deception to stabilize the fine salt business; the Tiger Head Gang's side obtained their territory through robbery.

Only Wang Tielong's martial arts school relied on his own luck, but if he didn't have those one hundred and fifty taels of silver, he would be nothing!

Cheng Feng couldn't help but think of Cai'er.

As the woman of the house, Cai'er and Mei Niang had always coexisted peacefully. Moreover, as time passed, Cai'er, who had been in charge for a long time, became more and more recognized and loved by Cheng Feng.

However, if Cai'er could master martial arts, she might be able to take the lead and inspire the enthusiasm of other women. In this way, the strength of the entire family would also be improved.

After the training camp ends, Big Brother and Third Brother should be able to inject the serum.

As for Xu Miao, judging from her recent performance, she is still quite stable. Moreover, Cheng Feng himself has enough strength to steadily suppress her. Therefore, it is feasible to put her in the open for observation.

After all, the Hongmen is completely different from other gangs. Their source of income follows a high-end route, rather than suppressing the poor at the bottom.

Acting honestly and treating people with sincerity have always been the Hongmen's guiding principles.

When Wu Feng returned home and saw his wife as busy as ever, a sense of worry welled up in his heart. He frowned and asked softly, "Xiuniang, are you and the child alright? Has anything happened?"

Xiuniang responded with confusion: "Everything is fine. Zhang Po came to me earlier to find me some work. I can earn five copper coins after finishing it. I'm just bored, and the child is playing with the boys next door. What's wrong?" Hearing Xiuniang say that the family was safe and sound, Wu Feng's heart, which had been hanging high, relaxed a little.

Wu Feng is now twenty-nine years old, and he is about to step into the threshold of thirty.

Looking back on the past, he knew that his life would probably pass by so plainly.

But he did not expect that this action would cause a great disaster for himself. It turned out that the man was the son of a gang leader.

At the age of seventeen, Wu Feng resolutely embarked on a journey, never hesitating to kill those who deserved to be killed. However, one wave subsided, and another rose, and enemies kept湧来. Helpless, Wu Feng had to settle the Xiuniang of that time in the home of an old friend to hide, while he went alone to the enemy's lair.

As time passed, Wu Feng's martial arts cultivation gradually declined. No matter how hard he tried to breathe and meditate, he could not stop this trend. In the end, he could only give up.

Wu Feng had also secretly made a vow that if someone could save him from the fire, he would willingly devote himself to the other party and serve him like a dog or horse. However, thirteen years had passed, and he had never been able to find any way to solve the problem.

Thinking back then, Wu Feng embarked on the road of Jianghu with infinite longing for martial arts, but before long, his dream shattered like a bubble.

For more than ten years, Wu Feng has been deeply rooted in this small county, marrying and having children, living a plain and peaceful life. The swordsman who was full of enthusiasm in the past has gradually been forgotten by people, only those elders who hold power in the big forces may still have a slight impression of him.

Wu Feng couldn't help but feel sorry for the other party, who obviously didn't know the complex situation and depth of the water hidden behind this small county.

The disciples of the Hongmen followed Wu Feng closely. After Wu Feng confirmed that his family was safe, they led Wu Feng to the Hongmen's territory.

After more than ten years of struggling in Qingxi County, Wu Feng knew the local gang forces like the back of his hand.

As for the injuries on his body, Wu Feng didn't have any expectations at all.

But face is something that must be taken into consideration no matter what.

Today is different from the past, Wu Feng is no longer the swordsman full of enthusiasm.

No matter when and where, talents are always cherished.

Hearing the disciple report that Wu Feng had arrived, Cheng Feng held the Black Jade Regeneration Ointment he had brought from home in his hand and silently prayed in his heart: "It's up to you."

If Wu Feng cannot recover, Cheng Feng's entire plan may be affected.

After careful examination, the doctor confirmed that Wu Feng's right hand bone was broken and accurately pointed out the location of the fracture. This made Cheng Feng feel a little relieved. Now that the problem has been identified, the next treatment has a direction.

Cheng Feng reached out and stopped him, and said firmly: "Wait, I asked the doctor to come over just to confirm your injury, not to rely on their medical skills. Don't wait until I heal you, and you don't recognize it."

However, your arm has been injured for a long time. Even if you nourish it with qi and blood every day, maintaining the state of flesh and blood, it has still been such a long time. So, to completely heal it, you need to experience the pain of a broken bone again before applying the medicine. Can you withstand such pain?"

Looking at Cheng Feng's cautious movements and the confident expression on his face, Wu Feng believed most of it in his heart, but he couldn't help but ask: "Is your Black Jade Regeneration Ointment really so magical?"

"Okay! Since that's the case, let this bone break again! I solemnly promise that if I really recover, I will willingly serve as a guardian for the Hongmen. But the premise is that the Hongmen must not force me to do those immoral and power-abusing acts of bullying others." Wu Feng expressed his position firmly.

Wu Feng was relieved to hear this, and received the personal permission from Cheng Feng, the master of the Hongmen: "Then please remember what you said today, you have already promised me." His eyes were sharp, as if to deeply imprint this promise in Cheng Feng's heart.

Despite enduring such great pain, Wu Feng only let out a muffled groan.

His bloodshot eyes were still staring at Cheng Feng, revealing a kind of madness and hope. At this moment, he secretly told himself in his heart: "If this time is still not cured, then give up!"

This time, he went all in, placing all his hopes on this last attempt.

Cheng Feng looked at the scene in front of him and thought: 'This is really a ruthless person!'

Then, Cheng Feng took a clean white cloth and carefully bandaged the area where the ointment had been applied. While bandaging, he repeatedly warned Wu Feng based on the information he had previously absorbed: "The absorption rate of the Black Jade Regeneration Ointment will be very fast in the first two days. If you feel it is not enough, you can come to me at any time, and I will give you some more."

Wu Feng murmured about his physical feelings. As he spoke, he looked at Cheng Feng with a hint of doubt and expectation in his eyes, as if he wanted to get a definite answer from Cheng Feng.

After seeing Cheng Feng's response, Wu Feng's anxiety gradually dissipated. He widened his eyes, trying to suppress the tears that were about to well up.

Thirteen years, who knows how the genius boy of that time came to be?