Han Bufan naturally didn't know that someone had targeted him, but this time he did not go directly to Qianlin Mountain, but returned to Kuoshan Village first.

"Bufan is back!"

"Bufan, hurry up and go home and take a look!"

"Oh, how can those people do this? Old Han is so good at this. He was forced to kneel down in public. He was just now able to walk!"

When he stepped into the mountain village, anxious voices came, Han Bufan felt nervous and rushed to his home.

Although Han Bufan had already joined the Qianlong Gang a few years ago, he still lived here for several years, so he was very familiar with every tree and grass here.

The Han family can only be considered an ordinary family in this small mountain village. Although Han Bufan sent some home goods from time to time, it could only be of a little benefit. After all, Han Bufan himself consumed a lot of money to practice martial arts.

Han’s father Han Tianying looked like he was about in his forties, but he looked like an ordinary mountain man. He was sitting on a seriously worn chair at this time.

"Father, are you okay?" Han Bufan ran into the yard and asked anxiously.

Han Tianying glanced at Han Bufan, slightly stunned, and a light flashed by, then returned to its turbidity. He shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you probably heard what the villagers said, but in fact there is nothing wrong!"

Han Bufan said anxiously: "Why is it okay? Who are those people? Why did they come here? Was it because of strange fire from the sky before?"

On the way back, he heard the villagers say it all over the place. About a month ago, a group of people suddenly came to find Han Tianying, insulted him wantonly, and even beat him up. In the end, they forced Han Tianying to kneel down and beat Han Tianying for a month but couldn't get out of bed.

Those people were dressed either rich or noble, with extraordinary demeanor. Where could these mountain people recognize them? The only one who was recognized was a young man in the village who had been to Qianlong City. He said that he was Jiang Feihao, the young master of the Qifeng Martial Arts Hall, one of the three major forces in Qianlong City.

Jiang Feihao is also a talented figure among the younger generation in Qianlong City. His father is the director of the Jifeng Martial Arts Hall and his own strength is also very strong. He is only eighteen years old, and he is already at the ninth level of the physical body realm and the Qi-nourishing Realm. You should know that Wei Mingfei, who is also in the Qi-nourishing Realm, is already in his twenties.

Some people speculate that he may break into the acquired realm within the year, and at the latest it will be next year. At that time, it will be comparable to Mei Tao, the young leader of the Qianlong Gang, but he is younger than Mei Tao and has a bright future.

In this way, among the descriptions of everyone, Jiang Feihao seemed to be the one with the lowest status. The only reason Han Bufan could think of when he came to such a group of young people was the matter of strange fire falling from the sky.

The incident of strange fire from the sky was very big at that time. Many mountain people from the Kuoshan Village came to see the great people who had never heard of them. However, they turned the Kuoshan Village to the sky and did not find the reason for this matter.

The strange fire that day looked like a mirage, which had never appeared. Only Han Bufan knew vaguely that it was probably not false, but he would not say this secret even if he died.

But it is hard to guarantee that no one else would finally get the news.

Seeing his father like this, he seemed to have been aged a few years later, Han Bufan felt ache in his heart. His father was only forty years old and was in his prime, but at this time he was like he was fifty or sixty years old, and he actually had white hair.

Originally, on the way he came, he was full of worry, fearing that he would see the situation he didn't want to see the most, but now after seeing that his father was generally safe, he breathed a sigh of relief, and all that followed was full of anger.

"It has nothing to do with that matter, so don't worry!" Han Tianying said in a low voice.

"How can I ignore why those people came!" Han Bufan refuted his father for the first time.

Children from poor families were in the family early. As early as when others were still playing, Han Bufan already understood that his family was different from ordinary people. His mother died early and it was extremely difficult for his father to pull himself up, so he knew not to contradict his father since he was a child.

But this time, he could not obey his father's wishes, and the anger in his heart burned all over his body.

"They are here to look for me, not to find you, so you don't have to worry about anything!" Han Tianying glanced at Han Bufan and said.

"Looking for a father?" Han Bufan widened his eyes slightly, as if he was a little incredible. His father was just an ordinary mountain citizen. Not to mention those arrogant and well-dressed big men, even Jiang Feihao, the young master of the Qifeng Martial Arts Hall, did not seem to have any possibility of having any intersection with him. This is really incredible.

But he did not suspect that his father deceived him. He knew that his father had a perfect personality. If he could not tell him, he would not tell him, but he would never deceive him by lies.

But this was incredible. He seemed to have met his father again, as if he had some secrets that he didn't know at all.

"Why, I'm allowed to look for you, no one is allowed to look for me?" Han Tianying looked at Han Bufan with a smile.

I just sighed in my heart that my son had grown up and had not seen him for only more than a month, and there was a rapid transformation. The transformation of temperament could not deceive people.

Compared to the simplicity of the past, the son now has a feeling of showing his sharpness. However, he has never said anything about Gangyizhe. A young man should have such a sharp spirit. But his son used to be like a sharp sword covered with dust, and now he is a sword unsheathed, and he can feel that sharpness from afar.

It's your son after all!

"Come in with me and give your mother a stick of incense!" Han Tianying stood up and walked slowly into the room.

Han Bufan hurriedly followed and entered the house.

This room that carries Han Bufan's childhood memories is not big, and the decoration is simple. In addition to a bed, there is only one table and four chairs, which is extremely simple. 2

There was a incense table against the wall, and a wooden statue was placed on the incense table. It was barely noticed that it was a woman. Han Bufan knew that the statue was his mother. He carved it bit by bit when he was a child. Although he couldn't see his face and clothes clearly, he had an indescribable charm.

Although his father rarely mentioned his mother's affairs, he knew that his mother was extremely important in his father's heart and never forgot about his mother's affairs for a day.

Both father and son were afraid that they would feel sad when they mentioned each other, so this topic was a taboo in their family, and both sides had a tacit understanding and did not mention it.

Han Bufan stepped forward, respectfully lit a stick of incense, and then kowtowed three times respectfully.

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