Chapter 1467: Premonition

The celebration banquet didn't disperse until late at night, and occasionally, distant laughter could still be heard.

In the grand hall.

Only Yi Feng and the black-clad young man remained seated at this moment.

Looking at the mess of cups and plates scattered across the room, both of them smiled with a hint of emotion in their eyes.

As the black-clad young man finished the last pot of wine, he shook the wine pot, only a few drops of clear wine falling into his mouth. A look of regret flashed in his eyes, and he sighed softly, leaning back in his chair.

He didn't seem to have had enough.

Yi Feng smiled and asked, "How about it? Want to drink some more?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man immediately looked up with a smile, his eyes lighting up.

"Let's have some more!"

Yi Feng nodded slightly and continued, "Alright. Peach Blossom Brew again?"

Hearing this, the black-clad young man's smile grew even wider.

"Brother, you really get me. Let's go with Peach Blossom Brew again. Anything else makes me cough!"

Yi Feng's smile also deepened. He called out to the disciples guarding outside, and soon several jars of Peach Blossom Brew were brought in.

The two sat facing each other at the wine table, both filled with emotion.

This scene couldn't help but remind them of the past. Although they were in a foreign land, the person before them hadn't changed at all. To have met such a close friend in the complex world of interests was truly worth a toast!

They filled their empty bowls and clinked them together before downing the wine in one go.

The black-clad young man laughed heartily, still praising the wine as he had in the past.

"Hahaha."

"Good wine, this is really good wine! Damn, it's so satisfying!"

Seeing the young man's carefree expression, Yi Feng's mood was also lifted. With no one else around to disturb them, he let go of his usual caution and relaxed.

He smiled and casually asked about the young man's recent experiences.

"You seem to be in good spirits. Did you have a fruitful trip this time?"

Yi Feng had thought that, given the young man's personality, he would surely boast about his glorious achievements, or at least show off a little.

Unexpectedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man, who had been laughing just moments ago, suddenly let out a light sigh.

"Ah..."

Seeing this, Yi Feng was a bit surprised.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't tell me you came back disappointed? That doesn't seem like you."

The young man slowly filled two more bowls of wine, his gaze drifting toward the door, looking at the quiet night sky filled with stars, a look of frustration on his face.

"Don't mention it..."

He then turned to Yi Feng with a gloomy expression.

"I was in a great mood at first. I heard that there's a place called the Red Dust Residence in the nearby Chu City, and there's a courtesan named Wan'er who's said to be a stunning beauty, renowned for her singing and dancing. So, I rushed over without delay."

"But when I got to Chu City and found the Red Dust Residence, the prices were shockingly high!"

Hearing this, Yi Feng could already imagine the awkward situation. Although he felt a bit sorry for his friend, he also found it quite amusing and couldn't help but smile.

"And then? Did you just slink back?"

Hearing this, the young man raised an eyebrow, a look of pride on his face.

"That's not my style!"

"I just showed a little bit of my charm, and the madam gave me a 90% discount. Pretty impressive, right?"

Yi Feng's smile grew even wider.

Without the young man saying more, he could already guess what "a little bit of charm" meant.

The border regions of the Fire Nation were a mixed bag, and anyone who could run a pleasure house there was no ordinary person. No amount of charm would get you a 90% discount.

This guy must have scared the living daylights out of them to get such a bargain.

Typical of him.

Yi Feng didn't press for details, but the black-clad young man became more animated as he spoke.

"Brother, you wouldn't know unless you went. That Wan'er really suited my taste. Not only was her dancing superb, but her singing was also top-notch."

"I enjoyed myself for two and a half days straight and didn't get bored at all!"

Yi Feng was listening with a smile, but then the young man suddenly changed the subject.

"I was having a great time, but then Wan'er said I ran out of money for wine. Me, such a dashing and handsome young hero, traveling hundreds of miles to support her, and she says something like that?"

"I thought our relationship was based on mutual appreciation, but it turns out she's just as shallow as the rest."

"Suddenly, I felt like this girl was a bit too ordinary, and I lost interest."

"Ah, life is always full of regrets."

Seeing the young man's melancholic expression, as if he were truly disappointed, Yi Feng clinked his bowl with his friend's and casually comforted him.

"Brother, don't take it to heart. Let's just enjoy our drinks and have a good time."

After saying this, Yi Feng raised his bowl to drink, ready to move on from the topic.

But the young man sighed again.

"Ah..."

"Brother, you don't understand. This was the 368th woman I've been infatuated with. It's been a long time since I felt this way."

Yi Feng choked on his wine, spitting half of it out!

"Pfft!"

Three hundred and sixty-eight? And he still has the nerve to talk about being infatuated?

And here I was thinking of comforting him, but he's the real player!

It took Yi Feng a while to recover, and he stared at the young man with a mix of amusement and exasperation.

"Brother."

"You're already so carefree, and you're talking about regrets? This isn't a disappointing trip—it's a failed attempt at being a playboy!"

The young man blinked in confusion.

"Playboy? What's a playboy?"

This question stumped Yi Feng. After some thought, he came up with a simple explanation.

"A playboy is..."

"Someone who only cares about his own happiness, never stays loyal, flits from flower to flower without getting attached, and is always stirring up trouble with women!"

Despite the serious tone, the explanation didn't sound very flattering.

But the black-clad young man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became energized.

"Flitting from flower to flower? That sounds great!"

"Being a playboy is awesome!"

"I'm definitely going to be a playboy!"

Seeing that his explanation had backfired, Yi Feng could only shake his head with a wry smile at his friend's carefree attitude.

"Alright..."

"Then go for it."

The two continued to chat and drink, their bond growing stronger as they enjoyed the most relaxed and joyful moments they'd had in years.

But good times never last.

Before they knew it, the last bowl of wine was gone, and the jars of Peach Blossom Brew they had brought were empty.

Neither of them was drunk, but the black-clad young man suddenly became serious.

"Brother, I've noticed you seem a bit distracted. Is something on your mind?"

Yi Feng smiled, a look of deep emotion in his eyes.

"You really know me, brother."

He hadn't shown any obvious signs, and no one in the sect had noticed anything, but this guy had picked up on it. Their默契 didn't need words.

Yi Feng continued, voicing the unease that had been lingering in his heart.

"Today, I led our forces to attack the Golden Blade Sect. The sect leader's cultivation was nothing special, but at a critical moment, he used a jade token, activated it with his blood, and escaped right under my nose."

"I can't shake the feeling that letting him go was a mistake, like releasing a tiger back into the wild."

Hearing this, the black-clad young man also looked surprised.

"A mere seventh-rank sect actually had a life-saving trump card that worked against you?"

"That is indeed unusual."

But his seriousness only lasted a few moments before he smiled again and stood up to leave.

"Brother, don't worry too much about it."

"Even if he has a trump card, he's still just a small fry. If anything happens in the future, we'll face it together. There's nothing we can't handle!"

"Don't forget, we still have to return to the Southern Li Kingdom and take down that damned Holy Land!"

"This little problem won't stop us!"

Yi Feng nodded in agreement and prepared to leave for bed.

As the two stepped out of the grand hall, they saw the Grand Elder waiting in the courtyard, a look of concern on his face, as if something was troubling him.

Seeing this, the two exchanged a glance before asking, "What's the matter?"

As soon as the words left their mouths, the Grand Elder hurried forward and bowed.

"Sect Master, Grand Protector!"

"Forgive my boldness, but may I ask if Sect Master managed to kill Jin Weiyuan, the leader of the Golden Blade Sect, during today's attack? I haven't heard any of the disciples mention it, so I came to ask."

Hearing this, Yi Feng's sense of foreboding grew stronger, and he asked in a serious tone, "No, he escaped. Why are you so concerned about Jin Weiyuan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Grand Elder's eyelids began to twitch violently, and his hands started to tremble.

"This!"

"Sect Master, our New Sword Sect may be in grave danger!"