Looking at the fawning smiling faces of everyone, Ye Gugujian felt very proud: It's all because of this good son-in-law!

When he asked his daughter to go to Chang'an City, he originally refused, but these people united and forced him to agree.

And now?

These people’s intestines must be filled with regret!

"It's easy to talk about. After all, I have been in the Phantom Gate for so many years. Of course I will never forget the Phantom Gate."

Of course Ye Gujian can say polite words, but if the Phantom Gate is really in trouble, he will indeed help.

Zeng Qingfeng and Ye Rumeng arrived at the elder's courtyard at the back. Some stewards and disciples quickly bowed respectfully when they saw the two.

Arriving in front of a slightly dilapidated courtyard, Ye Rumeng pulled Zeng Qingfeng in and said:

"Brother Zeng, this is it."

Zeng Qingfeng frowned slightly, looked around the small courtyard and said:

"The small courtyard where my father-in-law lives seems not as good as the others!"

"Brother Zeng, my father used to focus on seclusion and didn't do much to manage the affairs of the sect, so it's normal for him not to be taken seriously."

Hearing this, Zeng Qingfeng nodded slightly. He also knew that the Phantom Sect readily agreed to Ruoye Gujian's resignation, which was probably because of this.

If Ye Gujian didn't leave, the Phantom Sect would probably be eager to give up the position of leader to him.

Arriving at a room, Ye Rumeng opened the door and saw the furnishings inside. She suddenly said with emotion:

"It's still the same as when I left. Daddy is interested!"

"No need to be so sad. By the way, why didn't you see your mother?"

Zeng Qingfeng originally wanted to change the topic and tell Ye Rumeng not to be so sad, but he didn't expect that mist had already appeared in Ye Rumeng's eyes before the words were spoken:

"I died in childbirth when I was young."

"Uh, I'm sorry, it's all over, don't be sad. Is that your mother in the portrait?"

Zeng Qingfeng asked, pointing to a portrait on the wall.

The painting of this portrait is rough, and it seems that it has been eroded by something, and the paper is somewhat torn.

Ye Rumeng took one look at it, nodded slightly and said:

"Yes, my father kept it close to me and even refused to put it in the storage ring. But there was a war and the scroll was almost destroyed. After that, he hung the scroll in my room."

Seeing Ye Rumeng's low mood, Zeng Qingfeng quickly comforted him:

"How about this, how about I help your mother draw a new portrait?"

"real?"

Ye Rumeng was immediately overjoyed. She knew Zeng Qingfeng's painting skills. If he painted another painting, her father would also like it.

Thinking of this, she quickly found pen, ink and paper, and then prepared them for Zeng Qingfeng.

Zeng Qingfeng was not polite. He picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and quickly started drawing.

Fourth update, 10,000 to 20,000 words a day, and they say I squeeze out toothpaste and have no time to masturbate, ugh
Chapter completed!