How did you end up in a place like this

Jing WuXin made his way all the way to Pingjiang City.

After that, he also started with the martial arts schools, but the martial arts schools he went to had long been massacred and emptied.

"This is Junior Brother WuChen's doing."

"As long as we follow the trail of martial arts schools one by one, we'll be able to discover Junior Brother WuChen's whereabouts."

Jing WuFeng's pupils shrank slightly, and his trailing cloak behind him fluttered as his entire person turned into a gust of wind and disappeared from the spot.

His speed was comparable if not superior to Jing WuChen's. Even among those at the same level, few could match him in speed. Even if someone could detect his whereabouts, they would only see a flash of his cloak sweeping past and not his true form.

Swift Cloak.

Also one of the treasured artifacts in Ning XuanWu's hands, it could greatly increase one's movement speed and attack speed. It looked harmless but actually concealed lethal capabilities.

Relying on this Swift Cloak, Jing WuChen was able to make a name for himself in the entire Southern Sha region despite being a junior disciple.

"Master, people from Baofeng Trading Company are here. Please go ahead for the meal."

Zhong Qing respectfully said.

"Alright, tell them to wait at the door. You go change and come with me." Yi Feng tidied himself up a little and changed into a white robe before bringing Zhong Qing out.

Outside the door, the steward of Baofeng Trading Company had already prepared a sedan chair and was waiting for Yi Feng.

"Nice treatment!"

Yi Feng did not stand on ceremony and directly stepped onto the sedan chair. Right before setting off, he beckoned to Ao Qing at the door and shouted, "Wang Cai, guard the house well for me. If you meet that rock-throwing brat Xiao Xiao, bite him to death for me."

After the instructions, the group headed straight for Baofeng Trading Company.

Before the people had arrived, Yin Xiong and the other top executives of Baofeng Trading Company were already respectfully waiting there.

Of course, Luo Lanxue and Yin Luo Li were also present besides them.

"Chairman, I think we need to adjust the profit-sharing ratio for Mr. Yi."

"I agree. I also feel it's necessary. Our trading company is currently up for evaluation and Mr. Yi is like timely rain for us. Let's not talk about the profits yet, just the influence and reputation he brings can greatly improve our trading company's score!"

"Mm!"

Sitting at the head, Yin Xiong took a sip of tea and said, "The steward also came back to report that Mr. Yi didn't seem too happy about the 100,000 gold coin share last time. So I'm thinking of raising Mr. Yi's share."

"Alright, then I propose this - other than costs, our trading company only takes 10%, the rest of the share goes fully to Mr. Yi." One executive said.

"I agree with this move. It may seem like we're letting profits go, but our trading company has gained in reputation. After all, the evaluation doesn't just look at profits, but more at reputation and influence." Another executive affirms.

Following the two speakers, the others also echoed similar sentiments.

Yin Xiong looked towards Yin Luo Li and Luo Lanxue at the side.

He appeared to be in charge, but who knew he actually had no deciding power in this matter.

From the subtle words of Yin Luo Li and Luo Lanxue, he had already realized that this Mr. Yi was no ordinary person. It was very likely he was an unrivalled master who had descended into the mortal realm and taken on a mortal form.

How could he, an ordinary mortal, fathom the mind of such an eminent figure? He could only seek the opinions of Yin Luo Li and Luo Lanxue, which was why he had invited the two ladies.

The two ladies nodded, indicating they had no objections.

"Alright, it's decided then."

Seeing no objections from the two ladies, Yin Xiong immediately approved the decision.

At the door, Yi Feng had arrived.

"Please come in, Sir." The steward respectfully said.

"Thanks for your trouble."

Yi Feng lifted his robe and stepped down from the sedan chair, then headed into Baofeng Trading Company with his young disciple Zhong Qing in tow. The steward hurried ahead to report to the Chairman.

"This Baofeng Trading Company is massive!"

Yi Feng looked around appreciatively, just the front hall here had countless service staff and a steady stream of customers making purchases.

At the side, Zhong Qing was also curiously taking in the surroundings.

"Yi Feng?"

Just then, a voice called out, catching Yi Feng's attention.

Glancing over, Yi Feng's brows furrowed slightly.

Peng Ying.

"What are you doing in a place like this?"

Seeing Yi Feng again, Peng Ying had a complex expression.

"Why can't I be in a place like this?"

Peng Ying's words were somewhat grating, which Yi Feng found rather amusing.

"I didn't mean anything else." Peng Ying explained, "It's just... I guess there's nothing left between us to say anyway."

"Ying'er, it's that useless scum again?" At this moment, Yu Wujie walked over with a sword in his white robes. Seeing Yi Feng, his expression immediately darkened, especially when he thought of how Peng Ying must have slept with Yi Feng before, killing intent emanated from him. He asked heavily, "Didn't you say you've cut ties with that useless scum?"

"Wujie-gege, let me explain." Peng Ying hurriedly pulled on Yu Wujie's arm and anxiously explained, "I just happened to run into him here by coincidence."

"No need to explain, I'll just kill him directly."

Yu Wujie's expression turned cold. The long sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed and slashed towards Yi Feng.

Just then, Yin Xiong and the others rushed out eagerly to welcome Yi Feng and happened to see this scene.