Chapter 1525: Chapter 1525: Wise Parents
Feng Jun was truly startled by this unexpected event. If he hadn’t impulsively decided to come back for a visit, his parents might have been led astray by those unscrupulous people.
Honestly, he didn’t think that his parents getting involved in such matters would inevitably lead to danger; at worst, they could just opt out. Those people, if they wanted to go after the parents, would have to consider the wrath of Feng Jun.
But that’s just in an ideal scenario. If they encountered someone utterly daft, there’s no telling, and those temp workers are just annoyingly persistent.
Although the probability isn’t high, since there’s a possibility of an unexpected event occurring, Feng Jun plans to nip any mishap in the bud.
As a human being, protecting those who gave him life and raised him is his innate mission.
In short, he wouldn’t permit a bit of mishap to happen to his parents.
Hence, he planned to talk to his parents about how to identify and reject those unscrupulous individuals.
Unfortunately, however, he was unceremoniously shot down by his own mother.
Zhang Junyi dismissively said, "Don’t worry, I’ve lived over twenty years longer than you. If people can fool your dad, they still can’t fool me!"
Feng Wenhui was left confused—how did I become the object of disdain out of nowhere?
Feng Jun laughed and said, "Since you’re all aware, I won’t say much else. But as the old saying goes, there’s a kind of cold born out of a mother’s feeling cold. So let me add, there’s a kind of silly, that’s a son not afraid of you being silly... so I just casually mention it."
"Is that how you talk to your mom?" Zhang Junyi sternly said, then laughed, "Want to see mom act silly? Don’t count on it in your lifetime. But your dad... I find that improbable."
"Dad just cherishes old ties," Feng Jun answered with a laugh. "I feel a bit unhappy about getting some work for Uncle, but we aren’t short of this, and Dad wanting to help Auntie’s family is more than natural."
Zhang Junyi hadn’t spoken in front of others earlier, now she shot Feng Wenhui a glance. "I didn’t know you’d let our boy be bullied like this, or else I wouldn’t have agreed to let you give him the work!"
"Such is a mother’s grievance," Feng Wenhui replied with a gentle smile. "Bottling it up until now, wasn’t easy, right?"
"Stop deflecting!" Zhang Junyi shot him another glare. "Always thinking about snagging small advantages!"
Then she looked sideways at Feng Jun and said with a smile, "Actually, your dad’s not naive, he may have a piglet’s face but sings brightly inside. He’s not discussing further so that he can ensure Uncle does a thorough job with the bathhouse, having a carrot dangling as he does, with no need for constant supervision."
Feng Jun was utterly speechless; in his youth, he never felt his parents were so smart. Now it seems, perhaps it was just due to being immature back then, or society never offered them the chance to prove themselves.
Anyway, since there’s no need to remind Dad and Mom about these things, he quickly moved on to the next topic.
He took out a Transfer Matrix Plate, handing it to Dad. "This is a Transfer Matrix Plate. Put the Spirit Stone here, and it can be activated like this. Then, I’ll also place one at Luohua Manor..."
Feng Wenhui and Zhang Junyi listened attentively to his explanation. To them, being able to instantly reach their son’s side was truly invaluable.
However, Zhang Junyi thoughtfully expressed, "You have your life, and we have ours. If there’s nothing urgent, we’ll try to not bother you."
Feng Wenhui nodded in agreement. "Exactly, actually, both of us quite enjoy our life in Chaoyang; we’re used to it."
"Cut the crap," Zhang Junyi rolled her eyes at him, rarely critical of her husband. "You just want to brag to others that you have money and a capable son."
Feng Wenhui cheerfully countered, "Yeah, I love to boast, boasting safely in the hometown, there’s less danger in big cities... I have a capable son; can’t I boast?"
Feng Jun rarely saw his parents happily bickering like this; it made him quietly vow to himself that this joyous atmosphere is what he strived to preserve and uphold.
Of course, he also didn’t forget to mention some cautions, such as... one must stow away the mobile phone before using the Transfer Matrix Plate.
The pair didn’t grasp the seriousness of this matter. Zhang Junyi curiously asked, "After shutting down... should we pull out the SIM card too?"
Originally, Feng Jun didn’t want them to worry too much, but on second thought, if he didn’t thoroughly explain, it could linger as an endless trouble, so he resorted to explaining technically, deliberately avoiding mention of the relevant departments.
However, his parents weren’t muddled at all. Feng Wenhui immediately chimed in, "It’s safest to store it in a Storage Talisman. By the way, we’re talking now, with phones around... is there a problem?"
Without Feng Jun reminding, he had already realized the possibility of their conversation being overheard.
Feng Jun chuckled, "No problem, I’ve isolated it with a Spiritual Qi Shield; you just can’t see it."
Zhang Junyi solemnly remarked, "Seems like while cultivating in the Spirit Gathering Array, it’s best not to bring your phone either... Lao Feng, why don’t we buy some walkie-talkies, safer than being tracked."
"Walkie-talkies might not be untargeted, either. Haven’t you seen ’The Wave That Lasts Forever’?" Feng Wenhui responded leisurely. "Honestly, it’s better to use a magneto phone; just crank it to make a call, place one in the Spirit Gathering Array."
My parents really don’t need me to worry too much about them! Feng Jun felt a sense of pride in his heart, "Alright, you all rest. I’m going to sleep for a little while. I’m leaving first thing in the morning."
"Son, you haven’t had dinner," Zhang Junyi frowned, "Leave after having breakfast tomorrow."
"There’s really no need," Feng Jun replied with a smile, "I wake up early, and besides, I can go a month without eating now."
However, at five o’clock the next morning, when he got up, his mom had already prepared breakfast—a bowl of spicy wonton, two flour nests, and a fried egg—the standard breakfast Feng Jun had when he was in school.
The breakfast was sitting on the table, but his mother was nowhere to be seen. Feng Jun picked up the bowl and slurped it down quickly, then walked out the door, took out his mobile phone, and mumbled softly, "Mom and Dad, I’m leaving."
The space seemed to twist slightly, and then he vanished.
Feng Wenhui put down the corner of the curtain in his hand and said with a smile, "That rascal is getting more and more capable, disappearing just like that."
"Well, he’s our son," Zhang Junyi replied indifferently. She was already accustomed to Feng Jun’s various wonders, so what she was worried about now was another issue, "I asked Sister He to probe, but got no results... When will we have grandchildren?"
Feng Wenhui snorted lightly and replied confidently, "Our son is so handsome and becoming even more so, and now that we have started cultivating as well, there’s no need to worry about not having grandchildren. Having great-grandchildren won’t be a problem either."
"But I also want to have great-great-grandchildren," Zhang Junyi glanced at him, "Lao Feng, your thinking is a bit lazy now!"
"I haven’t, I’m supporting you," Feng Wenhui’s instinct for survival was strong, "Xiao Jun was in such a hurry to leave so early in the morning, I think it’s very likely he went to find a girl."
It’s true that no one knows a son better than his father. Lao Feng rarely made such prophetic statements, but this time he happened to be right.
Feng Jun did indeed go to find a girl. He couldn’t avoid it any longer since Sofia called Luohua at least five times a day.
Feng Jun actually didn’t feel he owed her anything—you want to learn cultivation from me, just buy a plane ticket to Luohua.
But Sofia stated that her passport was taken by her grandfather, and a new one couldn’t be processed. She hoped he would visit her through official channels as soon as possible.
Feng Jun immediately understood—Sofia was still being watched. What she meant by official, was actually unofficial channels.
Master Feng then ignored her, and his logic was extremely typical of a jerk—you’re being watched and can’t come here, but that’s not my fault, right?
However, because he didn’t respond, Sofia wouldn’t let it go, bothering him with calls every day and posting various grievances on Twitter.
"That night in the magical city, did you forget what you did?"
"That Huaxia boy, you took the most precious thing in my life, and then... this becomes my last memory?"
"To my him: The magic city is both near and far; Huaxia is both hot and cold. Nearness and warmth are in your heart."
Feng Jun couldn’t help but be amused: I just took a bottle of your Holy Water, and I even paid with gold for it.
But he couldn’t say this in defense—both sides were being watched.
On the contrary, a relevant department had someone pass a message to Liu Yuting: This girl is acting a bit too lively, do you need us to give a hand?
Indeed, even the newly arrived Madame Wang at Luohua had been paid a visit. This is how powerful an organized group can be.
However, Feng Jun naturally turned them down, relying on you for help? Haha.
The "haha" was not disdain, but an acknowledgment that provoking them was not worth it. Feng Jun was not one to underestimate his own abilities, but he truly dared not play with them.
Sofia’s antics didn’t make much of an impact in the Mai Nation. Some even thought she might have truly been deceived by Feng Jun. They saw this young girl’s behavior as overreacting.
Some were curious to understand what had really happened, but let’s not forget the terrifying presence of Bai Rui Pharmaceuticals in the Mai Nation. And Sofia’s grandfather, Jansen, is the chairman of Bai Rui Pharmaceuticals’ board.
The Mai Nation is a paradise for the wealthy. To provoke the Jansen Family over such a trivial matter? Anyone with some common sense would know the right choice.
But Feng Jun couldn’t endure it—he didn’t care, but others did. Teacher Mei and the others wouldn’t bring it up deliberately but occasionally would mention it.
After thinking it over, Feng Jun decided it was better to resolve this matter. In principle, Sofia couldn’t come to Huaxia not because she didn’t want to, but because her family blocked her way—and most crucially, she was still under surveillance.
Feng Jun always believed that if you owe a debt, you should acknowledge it; that is his principle in life.
So, after returning to Chaoyang and having a nap, he directly used his footprints to teleport to the Mai Nation.