Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 431 - 301: If I Could Meet Feng Yi_2

Chapter 431: Chapter 301: If I Could Meet Feng Yi_2

Feng Yi listened to his complaints and asked, "Does the old man value this kind of clan member very much?"

Feng Chi shook his head and said, "What the old man values is not him, but his grandfather. That old man didn’t stay at a hotel when he came to Yang City, the old man insisted he stay at the old residence. It’s said that he is of quite high seniority, sharing common topics with the old man, always talking about ’the legitimate eldest son’ and ’the legitimate eldest grandson,’ making my dad roll his eyes."

Feng Chi made a vomiting gesture, "The ’legitimate eldest grandson’ he values is that idiot I had to entertain today."

Picking up a magazine to fan himself, Feng Chi took a sip of warm water, "Let’s not talk about them. By the way, brother, I heard from my dad today that there is a very impressive person among the clan members! The old man values him a lot too, but that person doesn’t give a damn, only saying they’ll attend, without giving a specific time. I have no idea what he looks like."

Feng Yi was even more clueless and could only say, "We’ll see him on the day of the ancestral ceremony."

Feng Chi, "I’m so curious, I asked my dad, but he doesn’t know much either, only saying that he’s not someone to mess with and that I should steer clear. When the time comes, just look for the family with the most grandeur and intimidating presence, that’ll probably be him."

Listening to him, Feng Yi sighed, "These clan members seem quite extraordinary."

Feng Chi, "Not all of them. Among the clan members invited by the old man, there are all kinds of people, some are very ordinary, they just haven’t arrived because the date isn’t here yet."

The two of them talked for a while about recent encounters, including clan matters, and Feng Chi also shared some insights related to his career.

Some things he couldn’t discuss with others, but he could chat about them with Feng Yi.

As it got late, Feng Chi yawned.

Feng Yi said, "You should rest as soon as possible, get a good sleep."

Looking at the time on his phone, Feng Chi replied, "Okay, let’s stop here for today. I have a lot of work tomorrow morning. I don’t want to deal with the clan stuff anyway, I’ll let my dad handle it. He can tell them I’m too busy to entertain."

After ending the call, Feng Yi set his phone aside, transformed back into his original form, and continued to tend to his coins. He focused on the "patinas" of the zodiac coins, thickening the layer on those which were too thin.

With the clan hall celebration drawing nearer, he had to get these zodiac coins ready to use.

In the following days, Feng Yi continued to tend to the coins, occasionally listening to Feng Chi talk about the clan matters, and had Yi look up some related information.

Although Feng Yi had not met those clan members, from what Feng Chi mentioned and the information Yi gathered, he already had a rough impression of them.

Two days before the clan hall ancestral ceremony.

More people who had received invitations arrived in Yang City.

Yang City International Airport.

A young man with a backpack dragged his suitcase, following the signs toward the exit.

His skin was dark from frequent sun exposure, but he was well-built and looked very energetic.

He curiously observed his surroundings. It was his first time in Yang City, giving him a sense of novelty.

He had come to participate in the clan hall celebration, and before coming, he had specifically searched what "clan relative" and "family relative" meant.

If not for this event, he would have had no concept of these things.

In modern society, the cohesion within a clan isn’t as strong as in ancient times, and disputes and power struggles within families seem rather common. Or perhaps it’s such news that more easily catches people’s attention.

However, for him, how the clan members were related internally didn’t really affect him much; he was just there to make up numbers and would head back once it was over.

When filling out the information, he chose to let the Feng family in Yang City book the plane ticket for him and provided information for a pickup.

He received a notification just after deplaning—a car and driver were arranged to pick him up, sparing him any extra hassle.

He got into the car and looked at the empty seats.

"Am I the only one?" the young man asked.

"You’re the only one in this time slot," the driver responded.

Pickups were organized by time slot to avoid making them wait.

The car went straight to the hotel, where a receptionist was waiting.

The bellhop led him over, and at the hotel’s front desk, there was a special section set up for clan relatives like him participating in the event.

He presented his invitation and identification, and after verifying his identity, he checked in.

A college student arrived at the front desk shortly after him.

"Bro, are you also... uh, a clan relative?" the other person asked.

"I suppose I’m a clan relative. My Chinese name is Feng, after my grandmother, and I’m coming on her behalf this time."

"Same here, I’m replacing my dad, who’s away on a business trip. I’m attending college in the neighboring province and took leave to come here. If it weren’t for the invitation, I wouldn’t have known our family is related to the Feng family of Yang City! They even booked a business-class seat for me on the high-speed train!"

"They booked me on a business class flight too; the Feng family of Yang City sure is generous! My great-grandparents moved overseas, so I don’t know much about things here."

"Oh, so you’re an overseas Chinese then."

"Yeah, I have two names. My Chinese name was given to me by my grandma, it’s Feng Shou."

"Hahaha! That name sounds so festive!"

"My family grows fruit trees, and my grandma said she hoped we would always enjoy a bountiful harvest, so she named me that."

"That’s nice, that’s nice. My name is Feng Zheng."

"...That’s pretty interesting too."

After finishing the check-in procedures at the front desk, the two walked together toward the elevator.

"Brother, let’s add each other as friends. Do you know any of the Feng family from Yang City since you live abroad?"

"I don’t. Only after I received the invitation did I look them up online and find out some info. It seems like the most famous is Feng Yi? The one who’s really good at capturing snakes? He’s even famous overseas," Feng Shou asked.

Feng Zheng looked around and lowered his voice, "Feng Yi was born into the Feng family of Yang City, but he’s been expelled from the family. You should avoid talking about him in front of the Feng family members in Yang City."

"I see. I was actually thinking of asking him for some advice," Feng Shou said regretfully.

"Advice on what?"

"On capturing snakes. In the area where I live, we frequently encounter snakes. They used to forbid killing snakes in the past few years, and now their numbers have increased."

"Wow! The environment you work in must be pretty dangerous, huh?"

"It’s okay, I’m used to it." Feng Shou didn’t feel it was very dangerous.

But Feng Zheng, who had lived in the city since he was young, was very afraid of snakes.

Feng Zheng said, "Even though we share the same surname, Feng, our temperaments are really quite different. I also saw a few who are trying to show off, that scene, it’s just like those gangste—"

In the middle of speaking, the elevator opened.

Several strong bodyguards in black, protecting a little girl who looked about seven or eight years old, walked out.

The little girl seemed to be in a bad mood, her leather shoes clicking sharply on the tiles with each step, every sound filled with frustration.

However, Feng Shou and Feng Zheng didn’t get a chance to see much more as they were quickly blocked by the bodyguards and even received a warning glance.

The look and attire of that bodyguard clearly stated to everyone: I’m not one to be messed with!

Feng Zheng averted his gaze, waiting for those people to walk far away.

"Ahem, let’s get into the elevator quickly," he said.

The elevator was silent for a moment.

Feng Shou: "Who was that just now?"

Feng Zheng: "That’s the one I didn’t finish talking about. Before I came to the hotel, I saw them at the mall. I overheard a bit, seems like they’re also here by invitation, relatives too. They really put on quite a show."

Recalling the scene he just witnessed.

"With the presence they have, I bet if they took a plane, the other passengers would probably keep their distance... No, that’s not right, with their grandeur, they probably fly on a private plane. Sigh, anyway, they look like trouble, best we steer clear."

Feng Shou thought the same; he was just an ordinary fruit farmer and couldn’t afford to provoke these people.

Especially the little kid just now, who seemed to have a really bad temper.

They were staying on different floors, so they left the elevator one after the other, but having added each other as friends, it would be convenient to stay in touch.

After entering his hotel room, Feng Shou put down his luggage and didn’t bother to unpack. Instead, he called to check in with his family first.

"Grandma, I’ve safely arrived and I’m in the hotel room now, look, the room amenities are pretty good... Yes, it’s a five-star hotel room... The weather’s fine too..."

Feng Shou walked over to the window and peeled back the curtain to look outside.

It was cloudy, with clumps of clouds occasionally blocking the scorching sun.

"According to the local weather forecast for Yang City, it’s going to be cloudy for the next few days, with no typhoons... Don’t worry, everything has been going smoothly."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Shou let out a long sigh of relief.

Everything else was going well, if only he could meet Feng Yi, it would be even better.