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"Is the situation that bad...?"
"Sigh," Sakurai Sakika sighed helplessly.
Feng Zejian changed the subject:
"Let's not talk about that. The point of a party is to have fun."
Sakurai Sakika nodded.
"Yes, happy and carefree."
A long dining table was set with dozens of dishes, and everyone held a glass of champagne.
The broken branch above the abyss begins to sprout.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let us raise our glasses to celebrate this joyous moment. Cheers!"
Everyone clinked glasses and drank champagne and red wine in one gulp.
This estate isn't just for parties; it also features a golf course, a terrace, a large swimming pool, and guest rooms furnished to five-star hotel standards.
In short, there are things you can't imagine, and nothing like this.
The Sakurai family's wealth can no longer be measured by simple numbers.
Fengze mixed some drinks at the indoor bar and delivered them to Yuan Shang, who was sunbathing by the swimming pool.
"Sister, I want that kind of smoothie."
Yuan Shang broke off a branch, took off his sunglasses, and pointed to the cup in the middle.
"Little brother, I want the one in the middle."
Feng Zejian handed the pineapple smoothie in the middle to Yuan Shangzhezhi.
Chapter 181 The Mysterious Purple Building
It's worth mentioning that Yuan Shangzhe's swimsuit features a light blue bra with an extra layer of milk foam on top, and she wears a semi-transparent blue chiffon top and shorts, giving a sense of being partially hidden. Her body curves are quite alluring, and she has a peony tattoo on her stomach.
This is the only spot on his body; it's probably to cover up a scar.
As for the scars, Feng Zejian didn't dare to ask.
Sakurai Saki climbed out of the swimming pool, wearing a pink bikini swimsuit.
Sakurai Saki was much more generous, but as soon as she got ashore, Sakurai Hiroshi wrapped her up tightly in his clothes.
Chinatsu Fuchigami is just an ordinary school swimmer.
It also shows off the figure very well.
However, she can't swim, so she can only play with a swimming ring on.
Feng Zejian distributed the ice shards.
These people, including Feng Zejian, are probably going to spend the night here.
It's also a way to experience the life of the upper class.
I strolled over to the villa's rooftop, which was high enough to offer a panoramic view.
Feng Zejian leaned against the edge and looked around. Not far from the manor, he saw a solemn building with an extremely strong historical atmosphere.
This contrasts sharply with the European-style manor.
Hiroshi Sakurai walked over to Kazesawa and looked in the direction Kazesawa was looking.
"Hey kid, what are you looking at?"
Feng Zejian pointed over there.
"That building, you see it, the one with purple and red stripes."
Hiroshi Sakurai shook his head, then his expression became subtle.
"You little brat... can you see the Feng Ze family's ancestral hall here?"
Upon hearing this name, Feng Zejian was visibly taken aback.
"The Fengze family?"
"The direction you're looking is the main Fengze family. We outsiders can't see what you're looking at from here."
Feng Zejian roughly understood; there must be some kind of barrier or enclosure that selectively blocks outsiders.
"I only recently found out that I have a clan relative, and I never expected that my clan relative would be right next to here."
"Want to go and see it?"
Feng Zejian shook his head.
“I wouldn’t do that. As a member of a collateral branch of the family, I probably wouldn’t even be able to get in the door. And even if I did, I wouldn’t be able to hold my head up high, so I wouldn’t want to suffer like that.”
Sakurai Hiroshi looked at Kazesawa Masaru and couldn't help but ask, "Can you tell me how you made my precious daughter like you so much?"
Kazema looked at Sakurai Hiroshi and raised an eyebrow.
"Mr. Sakurai, do you believe in love at first sight?"
"I don't believe you. What does this have to do with my question?"
Feng Zejian shook his head.
"No."
Hiroshi Sakurai was speechless.
Kaze looked away and said, "I can't give a definite answer to Mr. Sakurai's question, but I think it's about sincerity for sincerity."
"It's a bit unconvincing to say that you're someone who only flirts but never dates."
"Really? Haha." Feng Zejian forced a smile, but then the smile vanished.
Sakurai Hiroshi noticed that Kazesawa was preoccupied, so he left him alone on the rooftop.
As Feng Zejian gazed at the setting sun on the horizon, he couldn't help but ponder.
It seems that my past self is becoming increasingly entangled with my predecessor.
Who am I? If I am a reincarnation, why do I have no memories of the past? Or am I a new soul born from the previous soul?
Feng Zejian had thought about this problem before, but these kinds of things are either completely unsolvable or just get more and more confused the more you think about them.
The contradiction between oneself and one's predecessor, who are different yet inseparable.
The buildings to the east held a strange attraction for Fengze at that moment.
As the sun set, everyone gathered in the hall, where a special chef brought out one delicious dish after another.
Compared to before, everyone became much more professional and the quality improved significantly after doing it themselves.
After finishing their meal, everyone went back to their rooms, occasionally visiting each other.
The room in Fengzejian had become a gathering place for beautiful women.
Girls always have countless topics to discuss.
Unable to get a word in edgewise, Feng Zejian simply watched the two chat quietly.
When it was time for bed, Hiroshi Sakurai and Oreie Fuchigami called their daughters away.
The huge room was now empty except for Feng Zejian.
Fengze's daily musings would eventually lead him to sleep.
In the dream, Feng Zejian arrived in front of a purple and red building.
The building's doors were open, and a faint candlelight could be seen inside.
Feng Zejian stepped up the stairs and arrived in front of that solemn and mysterious building.
Feng Ze hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped inside.
The next second, the open door behind them closed.
Rows of candles lit up, and Feng Zejian stood on the road amidst the candlelight.
Feng Zejian walked along the path paved with candlelight. As he walked, he reached the end, where everything around him was pitch black except for the colorful screen in front of him. The screen unfolded to both sides, revealing an ancient-style bed.
It was a woman, an incredibly beautiful woman with heavy makeup. Her beauty instantly brought a word to Feng Zejian's mind: peacock.
The woman, dressed in a loose, colorful kimono, leaned lazily against the edge of the bed, her shoulders and beautiful collarbones exposed.
The woman looked at Feng Zejian and revealed a languid and beautiful smile.
"You've arrived, Feng Zejian."
Feng Zejian's eyes widened. "How do you know my name?"
The woman smiled.
"Because I've been waiting for you."
Feng Zejian's expression was somewhat subtle.
"I don't even know who I am, so how do you know you're waiting for me?"
The more beautiful a woman is, the more unpredictable her temper is.
At this moment, the woman in colorful clothes seemed to have reached the end of her patience.
"You talk a lot of nonsense."
An invisible force drove Feng Zejian out of the dream.
Feng Zejian woke up in the soft bed and looked out the window. A light drizzle was falling outside.
Looking at the contract on his wrist, Feng Zejian suddenly felt like going to take a look.
The woman's appearance in that dream was so vivid.
Black energy emanated from Feng Zejian's wrist and then passed through the wall.
Under the cover of night, the crows spread their feathers and flew into the sky.
The first flight felt pretty good, but it was a bit difficult to control as it wobbled left and right.
Flying to the edge of the building, Feng Zejian didn't try to probe it with his hands, but instead attempted to pass through it using a blurring technique from the start.
One of his hands went in, and then his whole body went through.
Feng Zejian didn't know if this so-called barrier actually existed, but he dared not gamble on it now.
My surroundings are already on the verge of being exposed; I can't afford to let anyone find even the slightest clue.
The buildings here are all in the style of ancient palaces, grand and majestic yet dignified.
Moreover, there are guards here.
However, Feng Zejian did not need to enter through the main entrance. He arrived at the wall of the building and once again used his invisibility to pass through it.
The building was somewhat empty, with only a few lampposts standing there.
Chapter 182 Lord Flower and Bird
As they ventured deeper into Fengzejian, they came to see the ancestral tablets of all the ancestors of Fengzejian enshrined in the depths, along with the family genealogy placed in front of the tablets.
There were no women, not even a soul in sight.
Feng Zejian looked around, but still couldn't find anything.
When Feng Zejian looked up, his eyes widened.
He saw eight iron chains on the beam, binding an extremely ornate katana.
The scabbard of the katana was painted and carved, and at a glance, Feng Zejian knew it was a perfect work of art.
Using the raven feathers, Feng Zejian flew to the katana.
This katana is an Ōdachi, and the patterns on it are ones that Kazesawa has never seen before.
It was a noble beauty, so noble that even touching it felt like a desecration.
At that moment, Feng Zejian realized that she was the woman from his dreams.