Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1030 Chief Elder

The boatman tossed the wine flask over to Lin Feng, who caught it, pulled out the cork, and took a sip.

The intense spiciness burned down my esophagus, making my hair stand on end and instantly causing a layer of white sweat to break out.

Lin Feng stuck out his tongue; after the spiciness, the taste lingered on his lips and teeth.

He gave the boatman a thumbs-up and nodded in approval.

The boatman laughed: "This fellow knows his stuff; he knows this wine is good."

The old man didn't turn around: "Judging from his equipment, he must be a leader among the pirates. I wonder why he came here alone."

“Master, judging from his dark skin and disheveled hair and beard, he is undoubtedly a pirate. However, in my judgment, he can understand Da Zong’s language.”

The boatman's eyes were fixed on Lin Feng as he said these words.

Lin Feng lowered his eyelids, refusing to look at him, and instead picked up the wine flask and took a swig of wine.

The old man chuckled: "The innocent are innocent, why bother with them? These worldly people have their own troubles, let them be."

Before he finished speaking, he pulled the fishing rod upwards, stretching the long rod into an arc, and pulled a large, fat fish out of the water from one end of the fishing line.

The two of them burst into laughter and playful banter in delight.

Having spent most of his life cultivating himself in the mountains, he rarely gets to enjoy such leisurely fishing time, even once in decades, so he is naturally overjoyed.

The two men, whose combined age was nearly 120, were actually cheering and jumping for joy on the wooden boat, leaving Lin Feng somewhat dumbfounded.

"Quickly, grill it again. This fish is perfect with wine, it's wonderful."

The old man was very excited and kept urging the middle-aged man to quickly grill the fish and eat it.

The middle-aged man grabbed the struggling fish with both hands, ran to the stove, and laboriously began to secure the fish to the wooden frame.

While he was busy, he turned his head and shouted to Lin Feng.

"Hey, could you please bring me some firewood? The fire's about to go out."

Lin Feng looked down and saw a pile of firewood next to the cabin beside him, so he picked up a few pieces and put them by the stove.

The middle-aged man was too busy with both hands, so he forcefully pinched the large, writhing fish.

"Hey, buddy, give me a hand, use this wooden frame to hold the fish's tail so it can't move..."

Lin Feng was very skilled at this. He had done barbecuing countless times. He pushed past the middle-aged man and skillfully used a wooden frame to secure the large fish. Then he broke off pieces of firewood and put them into the stove. The wooden frame was placed horizontally above the stove, and the fish began to be grilled.

The middle-aged man stared blankly at Lin Feng's fluid movements, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.

He seemed to suddenly come to his senses and chuckled.

"Hey bro, didn't you say you couldn't talk?"

Lin Feng shrugged and shook his head, indicating that he had never said that.

"Is it someone from the Dazong family?"

Lin Feng nodded.

"What do you call it?"

The middle-aged man kept asking questions, which made Lin Feng a little embarrassed.

Clearly, Lin Feng could tell from their conversation that they were cultivators from Kunyu Mountain.

It would be inappropriate for me to impersonate Shu Fengting again; they're from the same sect, how could they not recognize each other?

It's even more unacceptable for him to claim he's Lin Feng; he's currently playing dead and can't let anyone know this secret.

For now, all I can do is continue to play dumb, shake my head, and indicate that I don't know.

As for what exactly he doesn't know, let him guess for himself.

Seeing that Lin Feng was skilled, the middle-aged man let go, and the task of grilling the big fish became Lin Feng's exclusive job.

This fish weighs about five or six pounds. For Lin Feng to start grilling it, he needs to clean and gut it before putting it on the grill.

If you put it directly on the shelf, after grilling, it may affect the taste of the grilled fish, giving it a fishy or muddy taste.

Lin Feng turned to look at the two men and felt that following his own habits would better bring out the flavor of the river fish.

He pulled a short knife from his waist, unloaded the fish from the grill, and ran to the stern of the boat to begin cleaning and gutting the large fish.

Just as he was cutting open the belly of the big fish, he felt something and turned to look at the official road outside the dock.

Three people appeared there, standing at the crossroads, gazing at the wooden boats on the dock.

The old man fishing only glanced at the three figures indifferently, and when he turned back, his gaze swept over Lin Feng.

Lin Feng could sense a hint of surprise in him.

Standing at the crossroads of the official road were the three disciples of the Wuli Xinmen sect, including the master and apprentice from the Waterfall Sect. They had not caught up with Lin Feng and had come all the way to the outskirts of Peng County.

Looking from afar at the wooden boats moored in front of the dock, especially at the old man fishing on one side of the boat, I took a deep breath.

Seeing her master's solemn expression, Pu Liuling asked worriedly.

"Master, are these people very powerful?"

The waterfall cascaded down, his brows furrowed, and after scrutinizing the scene for a long while, he slowly spoke.

"If I'm not mistaken, this person is the most powerful chief elder of Kunyu Mountain..."

Pu Liuxiao exclaimed in surprise, "Ye Haishan?"

"Master, they came so fast."

Waterfall Lingji's eyes widened as well.

Pu Liuduan shook his head: "I didn't expect Kunyu Mountain to take this matter so seriously. If we don't eliminate Shufeng Pavilion before he arrives, the work afterward will probably be difficult."

Waterfall Lingji gritted his teeth and said, "It's because Shufengting is too cunning and doesn't play by the rules."

"It can only be said that we are too rigid in our approach and don't know how to be flexible."

"Master, what should we do?"

"You two continue your pursuit. If you find Shufeng Pavilion, do not engage in combat. Just follow from a distance and leave a mark. I will be there soon."

The two men bowed their heads in agreement, then turned and walked towards the city gate of Peng County.

They then walked towards the dock from the waterfall end.

The middle-aged man on the wooden boat stood up nervously, stepped off the boat, and stood on the pier, silently watching the waterfall getting closer and closer.

The old fisherman said in a deep voice, "Rong Rong, go and do your work."

The middle-aged man named Rong Rong then returned to the boat and joined Lin Feng at the stern, watching Lin Feng clean up the big fish.

He steadily walked to one end of the boardwalk at the end of the waterfall, watching the old fisherman's back with a smile.

"Is this Elder Ye Haishan of Kunyu Mountain?"

The old fisherman put down his fishing rod, stood up, turned around, and had a smile on his face.

"So it is Elder Wulixin, Mr. Waterfall Flow. I have long admired you."

"You're too kind. Elder Ye, you've traveled a long way to the coast. May I ask what brings you here?"

Ye Haishan's smile turned into a bitter one.

"Alas, it's all because of our disciple Shu Fengting. We've searched everywhere but can't find him. We heard he's run off to Changzhi Prefecture. Elder Shu is very worried."

He put away his smile and became serious at the waterfall.

"To be honest, Elder Ye, Shu Fengting killed three of my sect's inner disciples and indiscriminately slaughtered innocent people along the way, resulting in over a hundred deaths. What does Kunyu Mountain have to say about this?"

Ye Haishan looked astonished: "Ah? How could such a thing happen? I'm afraid Elder Puliu Duan has misunderstood. Shu Fengting is my nephew, and I know his character very well. He would never do such a heinous thing."

"Hmph... He's as close to you as a son or nephew, so naturally you won't believe him. But he killed my disciples and clansmen, and of course there are countless witnesses present."

"Elder Waterfall, those witnesses are all your clansmen, so I'm afraid they can't be used as witnesses."

“Many of them are not from our Waterfall family.”

“But they are all from your great clan.”

“We can’t kill so many of our own family members to frame a disciple of Kunyu Mountain.”