Return Of The Monarch Chapter 51: Weird Uncle

Nighttime.

Stepping through a pitch-black portal to reach Beijing, Feng Hui's eyes were mellow. In these few days, he had saved innumerable lives. To usher the human race back to prosperity, it was a necessity.

The situation was different compared to the start of the apocalypse. During that time, Feng Hui was unsure about his mother's safety; furthermore, there were still billions of survivors.

Now, the human race was swiftly nearing extinction. When the survivors were standing in front of him, Feng Hui could not allow the ma.s.s loss of human lives, or the nations would never manage to recover in order to successfully rebuild. To have survived this far, the remaining humans were talented and worthy.

As a native of Earth, Feng Hui would not allow his family's homeworld to end. Taking in the b.l.o.o.d.y scenery, his bottomless eyes pierced the membrane of the atmosphere to see through countless buildings.

With utmost persistence, Feng Hui was constantly undergoing new experiences in search of inspiration. In the end, becoming an Immortal took priority over everything else. To achieve his goals, this was a necessity.

"Perhaps, I have to return to my origin?" Feng Hui thought, and it seemed to be a reasonable option. Prior to reincarnating into the Long Kingdom, he was a kind student who would often help others. In truth, his soul was once caring and pure, to begin with.

Shaking his head, Feng Hui erased this thought; he would walk his own unique path. As a cultivator who aimed to ascend the heavens, he would not compel himself to bend his will. If he believed his actions were correct, he would follow everything to the end. In fact, he was beginning to somewhat have an inkling of the route he was going to take.

Looking around, Feng Hui spotted a five-story hotel, and he raised his brow. Within the hotel, there was a middle-aged man who was remarkably talented in human terms; the strongest he had ever seen so far, not including cultivators. Somewhat interested, he began walking toward the fenced-off hotel.

Taking off his mask and cloak, Feng Hui's body was swiftly covered in a set of new warm clothes. These few days, it seemed that everyone knew him. For now, he wanted to remain lowkey. If Tian Changming tried to detect him, he could avoid the scan with ease.

Regarding a thinned-out spiritual sense, even weaker cultivators could avoid stronger cultivators with relative ease if necessary. In the Eastern World, there were numerous methods to avoid a cultivator's probing. Compared to the thorough investigation of a cultivator face to face, a brief scan from a vast distance away was much easier to circ.u.mvent.

Dressed in a simple black polo shirt and jeans, Feng Hui carefreely stopped by the blocked hotel gates. At the Golden Dragon realm, he completely concealed his aura so that nothing would leak. Jumping over the ruthless traps and spiked fences, he had an innocent smile on his handsome face.

Smoothly evading the traps which were laid everywhere, Feng Hui nonchalantly moved through the first floor of the hotel. The bleached walls were covered in large blood splatters. Spotting the damaged traps with monster corpses, his pitch-black eyes were cool.

Soon, Feng Hui walked up the flight of concrete stairs to reach the second floor. The soft chatter of a caring household filled his senses. In the Long Kingdom, he would have felt melancholic, but he smiled now.

Not looking to eavesdrop, Feng Hui saw the kicked-down door leading to the home, and he kept moving. Suddenly, the voices of the family stopped. Seemingly, he was detected.

Regardless, Feng Hui was not trying to hide his presence from the family; his light footsteps were instinctively one with nature. Stopping in front of the room's knocked-down door, he curiously looked around.

For some reason, Feng Hui has always enjoyed visiting the homes of families, not including his time in the Eastern World. Perceiving the unwelcoming, hiding family of four, he thought, "Oh well."

Walking inside, Feng Hui sat down on a comfortable zardoni sofa, and he even closed his eyes to relax. Time pa.s.sed. Crossing his long legs, he serenely waited for the family to show themselves.

Finally, a large middle-aged man with a grand aura stepped out from behind the darkness of the curtains. Seemingly, this stranger meant no harm; thus, Father Li chose not to fight from the start. Confused, he coldly stated, "This is our home. You are?"

"Leng Hengge, and you?" Feng Hui's appearance had changed countless times during cultivation. Disregarding his family, it was impossible for his past acquaintances to recognize him. For now, he would not reveal his true name.

"Hmph, that's none of your concern. Get out, now." If there was no need, Father Li did not want to fight another human, but this was his home. Facing an intruder, he wouldn't be polite.

Furthermore, this handsome stranger had made next-to-no noise to reach their room. Subconsciously, the family believed that this stranger was dangerous.

Curling his thin lips, Feng Hui shook his head, "Your family doesn't have to hide. Can we not just talk?"

Extending his spiritual sense, Feng Hui noticed numerous t.i.tans and vampires sprinting toward the hotel. Without a doubt, the loud sounds of battle had drawn their attention. There was still a vast distance, however.

"Hmph." Father Li ended up carefully nodding, and he signaled for his family to come out. If this stranger could serenely reach their home and avoid all the traps, there was no point to continue hiding.

Feng Hui watched the large middle-aged man who was ready to strike him down if he made the slightest error. Smiling, his gaze stopped at the three pet.i.te female figures, "h.e.l.lo."

Listening to the gentle, polite greeting, their doubts were being subconsciously soothed. The pretty sisters had still not seen the cruelties and desperation of the outside world.

Hiding behind their tall father, the two sisters peeked around his chest. Lungyi softly responded, "h.e.l.lo, mister uncle."

"Uncle?" Feng Hui fascinatingly laughed; his appearance was in the early twenties. Indeed, this eighteen-year-old girl should address him as 'uncle' though. Considering his mental age, he thought it was normal.

"Enough. Why are you here?" Father Li was confused. a.n.a.lyzing the calm stranger, he bizarrely thought, "This man strolled inside like this was his own home since birth. Why does it seem like he's out here on a casual picnic?"

"It looked interesting, so I came to have a wander." Smiling, Feng Hui harmlessly stated his reasoning. With his fingers, he pointed toward the sofa, and he chuckled, "Come sit with me."

Looking at the unmoving, stiff family of four, Feng Hui was about to speak more, but he watched the large middle-aged man summon a golden lightning bolt.

"Dad, stop!" Lungyi tugged on her father's muscular arm, and she was confused. Wincing, she stated, "Don't resort to violence whenever you're irritated. My dad isn't that narrow-minded!"

Mother Li's heart softened hearing her daughter's pleading. With a soft voice, she agreed, "Hubby, our daughter's right. Let's give this man a chance to explain."

"Explain?" Father Li was irritated about how rash and unalert his family was toward a stranger. Clearing his husky throat, he stated, "I offered him a chance, and he unconcernedly said that he came for a wander. Doesn't that ring some major warning bells in your minds?"

As if to demonstrate her father's errors, Lungyi disapprovingly ran away from her father's side to sit next to the weird uncle on their soft sofa: this was followed by Tungmi coming to her elder sister's side.

In the hand of Father Li, there was still the sizzling lightning bolt, and it flickered with dangerous sparks. Speechless, he thought, "I should have taken them out for experience much sooner."

Blaming himself for his daughters' naïve minds, Father Li spoke to his beautiful wife, "What about you?"

To his dismay, his beautiful wife also began to walk toward the sofa. Looking at the three sitting with the handsome stranger on their sofa, Father Li amazedly thought, "Am I the outsider, or is he?

"Come sit, Hubby. We can't leave our daughters alone with a stranger, now can we?" With a stern voice, Mother Li pointed to her side. Swapping s.p.a.ces with her eldest daughter, she sat between the stranger and her sweet babies.

Sighing, Father Li canceled his lightning ability, and he coldly went toward the sofa. Staring at the four, he crudely sat in the middle of his wife and the stranger.

"What is even happening?" Pondering, Feng Hui had the urge to laugh. Truthfully, he did not expect such an outcome. Having restrained his aura, he would not be seen as too different from other strong humans. The scene was comical. It was as if he was coming to propose to the cherished daughter of an overprotective family, and the strong father was unwilling.