Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1780 - 0109: Aunt Su Mengyun 4

A towering figure stood before him, a middle-aged warrior possessing a commanding presence, characterized by bushy eyebrows and a piercing gaze. This was Feng Haopeng, the current patriarch of the Gusu Feng family and a Cultivation expert at the early stage of the Tianyuan realm.

"Nephew Wang Yue offers his respects to Uncle Feng," Wang Yue greeted. He remained humble and polite, refusing to let his superior Cultivation level make him act with arrogance toward his elder.

With a warm smile, Feng Haopeng guided Wang Yue to a seat. "It has been quite a few years since our last meeting. You have matured significantly and grown quite handsome. If you weren't already betrothed to the Chen family, Uncle Feng would have loved to claim you as a son-in-law."

"Uncle Feng, you flatter me. How is Grandpa Feng's health, and how is the rest of the family?" Wang Yue inquired.

"Everyone is in high spirits. Come, let us sit and catch up," Feng Haopeng replied, gesturing toward the living room. However, a sudden sigh escaped his lips.

"Wang Yue, try not to dwell too much on the tragedy from three years ago," Feng Haopeng said softly, offering comfort. "Fate often smiles upon the virtuous. This situation might even be a hidden blessing. History tells of warriors trapped in secret realms for long durations who emerged with their Cultivation levels vastly improved. Perhaps your father and the others will experience the same miracle."

"I appreciate your kind words, Uncle Feng. We hold onto that same hope," Wang Yue answered, though his internal optimism was thin.

It was true that stories existed of warriors gaining immense power after being stranded in secret realms. Usually, however, those disappearances lasted only a few weeks or a year at most. The men from the three Great Families had been missing for three full years.

Furthermore, possessing memories of his previous life, Wang Yue was aware that they would not be returning in another three years either.

Could anyone truly survive being confined in a secret realm for six years or more?

Noticing Wang Yue’s darkening mood, Feng Haopeng pivoted the conversation. "Wang Yue, what sort of rarities has the Wang family prepared for this summit? Perhaps you can give Uncle Feng a little preview?"

This Warriors’ Summit served as a massive trade event where the five Great Families facilitated deals and alliances between various Sects and rogue practitioners from both cities.

Beyond forming partnerships, participants brought surplus resources to trade or sell for credit points.

As the hosts, the five Great Families typically provided the highlights of the event by contributing high-value treasures. While these items might be common to the Great Families, they were priceless artifacts to lower-level martial artists—items that gold alone could never purchase.

Understanding that Feng Haopeng was merely trying to lighten the atmosphere, Wang Yue chuckled. "I am actually unsure. Grandmother handled all the arrangements; the goods are scheduled to arrive this afternoon."

"Is your grandmother well? I must pay her a formal visit once the summit concludes." Feng Haopeng felt genuine respect for the women of Jinling’s three Great Families. Despite the disappearance of their men, these women had stepped up to maintain their families' prestige and power without faltering.

He held Ling Xueyan of the Chen family, Su Mengyun of the Su family, and Liu Ruoshi of the Wang family in the highest regard as the true leaders.

Since the first two were his contemporaries, a formal "visit" wasn't the right term for them. Only a senior like Liu Ruoshi commanded such a gesture of deference.

As for the other prominent figures, Shen Siying and Chen Lingwei, though capable, they functioned more as secondary pillars within their respective families.

For the head of the Gusu Feng family, visiting them in a private, junior capacity was fine, but a public display would be improper.

Their conversation was interrupted as someone barged in, shouting, "Brother Peng! Has that Wang Yue brat shown up yet?"

The newcomer appeared to be in his thirties, though the true age of a practitioner is often hidden. He wasn't exceptionally tall, but his physique was incredibly wide and muscular. His round, fleshy face featured a small nose and tiny eyes, giving him a somewhat humorous appearance.

This was Bao Guo, the younger brother of the Bao family's current leader. His presence was a sign of respect; usually, only one representative from each Gusu family would attend such an event in Jinling, but this time the leaders had come personally.

Spotting Wang Yue, Bao Guo rushed over and slapped him hard on the shoulder. "Little Wang Yue! It's been ages. You've shot up, but you're still like a beanpole. You need to train more and put on some real muscle, you hear?"

"Uncle Bao," Wang Yue replied with a helpless smile. Uncle Bao remained unchanged—boisterous, friendly, and obsessed with his physical bulk.

The Bao family focused strictly on internal Qi techniques and didn't practice external body-tempering, yet Bao Guo insisted on maintaining a bodybuilder's frame for reasons known only to him.