Opening an office in Taila

Chapter 280 The King's Staff

In fact, Song Yufeng really didn't want to fight the King's Staff, because Hai Mao had said that the King's Staff might represent the legitimacy of the Victorian monarchy. If the King's Staff disappeared, Victoria would inevitably fall into further chaos.

Moreover, there is a person inside the Staff of Kings who is suspected to be the granddaughter of Old Master Xiao. If a war is waged against the Staff of Kings, then Song Yufeng's hope of reuniting Old Master Xiao's granddaughter with Old Master Xiao is likely to be completely shattered.

If we can unite the members of King's Staff, that would be the best thing. This is what Song Yufeng is best at. Song Yufeng always emphasizes unity more than differences.

As for why the King's Staff is involved with Theresis, Song Yufeng decided to ask when he paid her a visit to see if he could find out the answer.

But now there's a problem: where is the Staff of Kings?

Fortunately, Hai Mao was very reliable. Knowing that he was looking for the Staff of Kings, he gave Song Yufeng the address of the Staff of Kings. The headquarters of the Staff of Kings seemed to be near Londinium, but they were not in Londinium at the moment. Instead, everyone except Miss Skyfire was in a village north of Little Hill County.

So, the King's Staff originally had five members, but Tianhuo is no longer with them, and the woman surnamed Xiao has joined, so there are still five members now.

It should not be underestimated.

However, when Song Yufeng asked Hai Mao to go with him, Hai Mao refused.

“There are always some things you have to do yourself. I know you’ve been through enough, but being experienced doesn’t mean you can handle things well. I can only offer you help; you’ll have to figure out the rest yourself. Here, take this.” Hai Mao handed Song Yu Feng a blank sheet of paper with only a strange pattern printed on it.

"Show it to the people who own the Staff of Kings, they'll understand what it means, the rest is up to you."

So Song Yufeng took the piece of paper and went to that small village.

Overall, it was quite difficult to find, because the village was not small and there were no particularly conspicuous houses. Song Yufeng had no choice but to pull a villager aside and ask, "Um, ma'am, I'd like to ask if there have been any unfamiliar faces in this village recently?"

“Unfamiliar faces?” The old woman thought carefully for a moment, then said, “Yes, there are some. A few young people. They’re new here and they live in that house.”

Song Yufeng looked in the direction the old lady pointed. It was a house that was slightly larger than the other houses, but it looked very simple and unpretentious.

"Okay, thank you, ma'am."

Just as Song Yufeng was about to leave, the old woman grabbed him and whispered, "Child, don't cause them any trouble. They're good children and have helped us a lot... I'm begging you..."

"No, no, you've misunderstood. I'm their friend..." Song Yufeng quickly said.

"Don't lie to me, child. I can tell that you're not looking for friends."

Only then did Song Yufeng take a closer look at the old woman. Although her temples were slightly gray and she was short, her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

"Okay, I'll try my best." Song Yufeng nodded and then walked towards the room.

The closer Song Yufeng got to the house, the more he could feel the extremely powerful aura. This aura did not come from one person, but from the combined power of five people. The pressure he felt was almost equivalent to that of four Ursus guards working together.

But these five might be even more troublesome than the four imperial guards, given their abilities...

Just as Song Yufeng approached the house, the door was opened, and Qi Yao, with his hand on the hilt of his sword, walked out with great alertness.

"Interesting. Did you sense me in advance? Won't you invite me in for a seat?" Song Yufeng said with a smile.

"How did you manage to track me all the way here?"

"Someone helped me."

What are you doing here?

"Let's talk."

Qi Yao still looked at Song Yufeng with hostility.

Song Yufeng had already prepared for the worst; he carried a gun in his pocket and was preparing to use divine magic to change the weather.

"There is an old saying in Yan Kingdom: 'Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar?' Qi Yao, why make things so difficult for our guest?" As she spoke, a black-haired woman wearing a wide robe, who looked like an immortal, stepped out.

"But, Bai, he is..."

“I know, I know, but since they want to talk, why don’t we give them a chance?” The woman called Bai looked at Song Yufeng, then stepped forward and extended her hand, saying, “Welcome, Mr. Song. Let me introduce myself. My name is Bai, and I am the leader of the King’s Staff.”

Song Yufeng shook hands and then smiled, "I'm glad there are still rational people in your organization."

"you!"

"Alright!" Bai gestured to stop Qi Yao from lashing out, then said, "Please, Mr. Song, let's go inside and talk."

Song Yufeng followed the two into the house. Inside, the other three people were watching Song Yufeng with serious expressions. There were two men and one woman, and the woman was probably the woman surnamed Xiao. She was also looking at Song Yufeng with a serious expression, even with a hint of hostility.

"Let me introduce you. This is Yunmu, and the other is Jiaoyue. As for this one..." After introducing the two men, Bai stopped after introducing the woman.

“I guess you should know who she is,” Bai said.

“I think I do know,” Song Yufeng said. “Xiao Yichen’s granddaughter…”

"Don't mention his name to me!" The girl immediately stood up, her eyes flashing with murderous intent.

However, this did not frighten Song Yufeng. He had seen this kind of killing intent many times, but in the end, none of them could kill him.

"Then it seems I was right, Grandpa Xiao's granddaughter. I never expected to run into you again... Your name is Xiao Jingyun, right? Grandpa Xiao misses you very much. His health isn't what it used to be. Let's at least let him leave without any regrets, shall we?"

"And who are you? What gives you the right to interfere in my family affairs?"

“I am his disciple.”

"Oh, so you've also learned how to use force to stop war, huh? You think you can interfere in my affairs just because you've learned a couple of moves?"

"Your business? This is not only your business, but also Old Master Xiao's business. Old Master Xiao treats me like family, so naturally I should help him solve his problems!"

"So what? Let me go back, only to be killed again by those who covet that broken knife, repeating the same fate as my father? It was him, and it was that broken knife, that killed my father."

“This is not your grandfather’s fault, nor is it the fault of that knife. In fact, your father died in a vendetta. Forty years ago, the Xiao family wiped out the Southwest Sword Saint Clan because of a blood feud, but a child was allowed to live. Now that the murderers are all dead, your father’s revenge has been avenged, and the feud between the two clans has ended. Moreover, your grandfather did not participate in the extermination of the clan at that time.”

"Is that so? But what was the price? My father still became a victim because of it!"

"But that's no reason for you to leave Old Master Xiao and let him live out his days alone! Isn't he sad? Doesn't he regret it?! His own child died in front of him, a white-haired man sending off a black-haired man, isn't he in pain? Apart from you, he has no blood relatives left in the entire Xiao family! None of this is his fault! In the face of all this, he is just a father who has lost his child, so why do you blame all of this on an old man?!" Song Yufeng said excitedly.

Xiao Jingyun was taken aback for a moment, then drew his sword and said, "That's easy for you to say! What do you know?"

The other members of the King's Staff didn't speak, but they were all looking at Song Yufeng.

"Think about it carefully. You can hate your great-grandfather, and you can hate the Southwest Sword Saint Clan, but you absolutely cannot hate your grandfather Xiao Yichen and that sword technique of stopping war with martial arts!"

Xiao Jingyun gripped his longsword tightly, then roared, "You self-absorbed fool! Enough talk, take this!"