Chapter 298: Chapter 297: Not a Very Pleasant Conversation
"One."
Tang Shuwan replied, "Duanmu is an ancient surname in the Divine Continent, extremely rare. Nowadays, there are very few people with the surname Duanmu around the world."
Yang Fei’s heart suddenly sank.
A bad feeling spontaneously arose, making him feel uneasy, frightened, distressed, and his heart raced.
About his own origins, Yang Fei had always adopted a go-with-the-flow attitude and had not been overly eager to investigate his background.
But now he urgently wanted to know the truth.
He must figure out whether he was the son of that deceased person mentioned by Tang Shuwan.
If that woman named Duanmu Qing was indeed his mother, then what was her relationship with Qin Yanyang’s mother?
Were he and Qin Yanyang cousins, or were they more distantly related relatives?
Wait...
Qin Yanyang’s mother, Duanmu Ling, had met him.
If Duanmu Qing was his mother and Duanmu Ling was a close relative of Duanmu Qing, then why didn’t Duanmu Ling feel familiar with him and become suspicious when she saw him last time, just like Tang Shuwan did?
Thinking of this, Yang Fei felt somewhat relieved.
The Duanmu family must be a vast one, having branched out over many years and produced countless descendants and numerous collateral relatives; perhaps Duanmu Qing and Duanmu Ling were not from the same branch, merely related if one traced several generations back.
Thinking this way made him feel much more at ease.
Yang Fei’s thoughts raced through his mind, trying his best to think positively.
But his heart still could not calm down; he had to clarify the truth as soon as possible, otherwise, he would remain restless.
"Sister Tang, since the affairs here are resolved, I won’t disturb your family reunion. Please tell Brother Sun and Sister Qian on my behalf that I have to leave due to urgent matters. Thank you," Yang Fei told Tang Shuwan.
Tang Shuwan didn’t know much about Yang Fei, being someone who lived indifferently to fame and fortune and seldom paid attention to or inquired about other people’s affairs; she led a very leisurely and detached life, which is why, even with her special status, she wasn’t familiar with many of the emerging young talents.
Seeing that Yang Fei was eager to leave, she assumed he intended to go to Imperial City to inquire about his ancestry. She couldn’t help but remind him, "The Duanmu family is quite peculiar. If you want to investigate the truth, don’t act rashly. Try to be more tactful and circuitous in your inquiries."
Yang Fei thanked her, "Thank you, Sister Tang."
Tang Shuwan looked at Yang Fei with a chuckle and a hint of affection that an elder has for a junior appeared in her eyes. She said, "If you really are her descendant, you should rather call me Aunt Wan."
Yang Fei felt a sense of familiarity and said, "Aunt Wan is indeed much older than I am. I used to call you that following Sister Qian. Calling you Aunt Wan directly now wouldn’t be too much."
Tang Shuwan smiled gently and said, "It’s just a title; feel free to use it as you like."
Yang Fei bowed slightly and said, "Then I will take my leave now, goodbye, Aunt Wan!"
Tang Shuwan nodded her head without holding him back, watching as he departed.
"The more I look, the more similar he seems, even his personality somewhat resembles hers. If he really is your son, no matter how big a mess he makes in the future, I will take care of him for you,"
Tang Shuwan murmured as she watched Yang Fei’s retreating figure.
She also thought of how Yang Fei had cured her father’s chronic ailment and combined this with the fact that Sun Lei had started studying Martial Arts under Yang Fei, a flicker of expectation shone between her brows.
"To have such a Martial Arts cultivation and Martial Arts talent at a young age, he must have inherited it from you, growing more similar by the day!"
Although Tang Shuwan didn’t know much about her father’s ailment, she could see that there was a force lingering within her father’s body.
She had tried to force it out or even extract it, but every attempt would provoke a backlash from that True Yuan, causing her father unbearable pain and even risking his life at any moment.
The problem that had left her helpless was resolved by Yang Fei in merely thirty minutes, and besides his profound medical skill and knowing the method to lock that True Yuan, his strength must also be unimaginably powerful.
For the first time, Tang Shuwan felt a strong curiosity about a stranger and wanted to learn more about him.
After some thought, she sent out a message asking a friend to help investigate Yang Fei, aiming to understand this young man better.
Soon, she received information about Yang Fei on her mobile phone.
After reading it, Tang Shuwan was stunned.
So many things related to him had happened in the Martial Arts World recently?
He defeated Yan Zhongshan in one move and also cured Zhu Tianshou, helping Zhu Tianshou reach the Innate Realm?
Most importantly, he was Qin Huai’an’s grandson-in-law?
A look of surprise appeared on Tang Shuwan’s refined and graceful face. Thinking of Yang Fei’s nervous look earlier, she suddenly understood.
"Ah!"
Being a person of clear desires and indifferent to many things, Tang Shuwan involuntarily let out a sigh when she thought of the complexity of the situation.
...
That afternoon, Yang Fei returned to Binhai alone.
On the way, he had made up his mind to talk to Qin Yanyang about the issue.
Once Qin Yanyang knew about it, she would definitely be as anxious as he was to figure out the truth and might even ask her mother directly.
This was indeed the fastest and most reliable method.
But once Qin Yanyang knew, her heart would probably be as uneasy as his own, right?
Damn it!
When he got home, both Qin Yanyang and Yang Wen were not there.
Yang Fei checked the time, 3:47 PM.
They should be almost back by now.
When he had left, Qin Yanyang didn’t mention taking Yang Wen on a long trip.
He took out his phone and dialed Qin Yanyang’s number.
No answer?
He tried again, but the phone was still out of service.
Yang Fei thought about it and then called Yang Wen.
Yang Wen answered quickly and called out, "Bro."
Yang Fei hummed in response and asked, "Where’s your sister-in-law?"
Yang Wen said, "I don’t know, she received a call at noon and had to leave suddenly. Try calling her."
Yang Fei frowned upon hearing this, "She left at noon?"
"Yes, what’s up, Bro? Are you back?" Yang Wen asked caringly.
Not wanting to worry her, Yang Fei replied, "Yes, I’m back, all right, I’ll call your sister-in-law."
After hanging up, Yang Fei dialed Qin Yanyang’s number again, but it was still out of the service area.
This unavoidably made him start to worry.
Could something have happened?
Impossible.
She had unique combat capabilities and was from the Qin family, making it highly unlikely for her to be in trouble during the day.
If nothing had happened, why was her phone unreachable?
Had she gone on another mission?
For a moment, Yang Fei felt a surge of worry and unease.
He took out a cigarette and lit it up, his mind preoccupied with thoughts about his identity and what exactly his relationship with Qin Yanyang was.
He also worried about Qin Yanyang not answering her phone, wondering what could have happened to her now.
Half an hour passed this way, and the ashtray was filled with cigarette butts, the whole living room smoky and stifled.
During this time, he kept calling Qin Yanyang every few minutes.
The feeling was damn frustrating.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Yang Fei quickly looked over, only to feel a wave of disappointment when he saw the name displayed.
"Hello!" Yang Fei said after answering.
"Hello, is this Mr. Yang Fei?" A familiar yet unplaceable voice came from the other side, but Yang Fei, preoccupied and irritable, couldn’t immediately recall who it was.
"I’m Li Zhengyi, the steward of the Binhai Martial Alliance. I’m not sure if Mr. Yang remembers me," Li Zhengyi said.
Yang Fei replied, "I remember, it’s Senior Li."
"Mr. Yang, might you come to the Martial Alliance Office? There could be trouble," said Li Zhengyi.
Yang Fei was startled, "What kind of trouble? Hold on, I’m not a member of the Martial Alliance, if there is trouble, it shouldn’t..."
Before he could finish, Li Zhengyi interrupted, "It’s related to you, it’s about Miss Qin. She’s been here for a long time now. Some elders and priests from the Martial Alliance Headquarters have arrived, and they are discussing matters inside. It doesn’t sound too pleasant, and I’m worried..."
"Tell me the location, I’ll be right there."
Hearing that Qin Yanyang was at the Martial Alliance Office, Yang Fei said immediately.