I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1339: Who Is He

Chen Yuxin uttered her words in a chilly tone, her commanding presence surging outward!

The Mayor trembled and bowed even deeper, his fists clenched firmly, not daring to utter a word.

Though he stayed silent, she had already pierced through his thoughts. With an icy stare, she started to scold him.

"Mayor Xu."

"Qinghe Town lies within the domain of my Ye City, so it belongs to Ye City as well. As the proverb states, 'When one flourishes, all flourish; when one falters, all falter.' With Ye City and Liang City teetering on the edge of conflict, if Ye City falls and gets overrun, do you believe Qinghe Town will escape unscathed?"

"At that point, the damage to Qinghe Town would probably surpass just losing one thousand strong men."

"Do I really need to spell out this basic reasoning to you?"

Her statements struck sharply, yet they pinpointed the truth.

In the midst of a massive conflict tied to the city's fate, a dependent town must lend full support. If not, with defeat looming, how could any single egg stay intact under a toppled nest?

This Eldest Miss seemed youthful, but raised in the City Lord's Manor, her vision focused solely on the grand outcomes of triumph and loss. The lives of ordinary folks meant little to her.

This was the mindset of authority.

For Qinghe Town's ordinary residents, following commands was their only choice. The mighty dominate; this has held true from antiquity. Even the Mayor appeared as just a subordinate in her view.

Confronted by such a formidable presence, the Mayor hung his head low and narrowed his eyes halfway, mustering a strained answer.

"What the Young Miss states is completely correct..."

"To serve the overall cause, Qinghe Town will definitely assemble one thousand robust men for the troops to secure triumph in this fight!"

Upon hearing this yielding response, Chen Yuxin finally gave a slight nod. She pressed on with her steps, feigning some interest in her gaze as she inquired about the situation in Qinghe Town.

The Mayor and the elderly patriarch, both seasoned individuals, understood these were just formalities. Still, they couldn't refuse. They had no option but to walk alongside her and reply, their spirits plummeting to the depths.

In the meantime.

Beneath the sprawling locust tree on the street's edge.

A handful of elderly folks, after observing the disturbance, resumed their casual talk as before. Having labored through their entire existences, they had long grown wise to the emptiness of worldly pursuits. Savoring their routine relaxation stood as their supreme fortune. Those so-called "important figures" served merely as topics for post-meal gossip; why fret over them?

To their surprise, they hadn't conversed much when the famed Mister Yi Feng showed up.

The seniors instantly buzzed with thrill. Bolstered by their respect for this "Star of Wisdom," words flowed freely from them at once.

Cups of pure tea, waves of chuckles.

Observing the elegant young man so relaxed and carefree like themselves, almost like he was settling into retirement, the elders sensed an unexpected closeness amid their astonishment, as though they'd encountered a fellow soul.

The longer they spoke, the warmer the rapport grew.

Even the gap-toothed elder started sharing tales of his past triumphs.

"Mister Yi."

"I'll be honest with you. Don't judge me now without teeth; in my youth, I was a dashing youth famous across the area! Half a century back, with my bushy brows and wide eyes, suitors flooded our home, almost wearing down the threshold!"

His lively gestures, paired with his slurred words, appeared rather amusing, sparking immediate guffaws from his band of aged companions.

"Hahaha..."

"Old Liu's spouting nonsense once more!"

"Hey, always the same old stories—can't you mix it up?"

Regardless of the elders' mocking glances, the veteran kept his proud grin, clearly accustomed to the group's ribbing. He simply addressed Yi Feng.

"Say, I was quite the looker in those days, wasn't I? Want to know what came after?"

Yi Feng grinned and replied with interest.

"What came after?"

The elder beamed at the reaction, then let out a heartfelt sigh!

"Sigh!"

"In my youthful folly, I figured I was something special. I scorned the local girls in Qinghe Town and demanded to head to Ye City for broader horizons!"

"It was a grave error, truly. Fortunately, I made it to Ye City and ended up serving a prosperous household. That family's Second Miss treated me kindly. Whenever I handled the horses, she'd hide her smile behind her hand..."

"Tsk tsk, reflecting on it, that lady was genuinely stunning!"

The gap-toothed elder gazed skyward, his features softening with nostalgia.

It appeared that the gentle grin from his recollections could ease every hardship of existence, staying vivid to this day.

Right in this dreamy vibe, the elder next to him erupted in laughter.

"Keep fantasizing!"

"If she truly favored you that much, you'd have wed into that affluent Ye City clan ages ago!"

"Bah, you geezer, still lost in delusions!"

"Youthful stupidity, blind to home's value; chased after a wealthy lady like she was gold!"

"Feeling remorse now, eh?!"

As the taunts flew, the gap-toothed elder shot back a fierce look.

After eyeing his companions briefly, the irritation on his countenance shifted to resignation. His cheeks colored, he chuckled and shook his head.

"Sigh..."

"I do regret it, I regret it!"

"I was indeed naive in my youth. These days, I grasp so much, but age has caught up; everything's beyond reach now."

Toward the close, he injected a spark of vanity into his gaze.

"What's so funny!"

"I was at least a fine young man then, way ahead of you all!"

His boyish outburst triggered yet another burst of merriment.

Having lived so long, nearing life's close, they'd comprehended it all. Daily banter and silly jests, with occasional dips into memories—this formed their peak of joy and ease.

Seeing his elder friends converse so openly, Yi Feng caught this down-to-earth essence of living. He beamed and inclined his head, himself serving tea to the seniors.

Tea mirrors a wandering existence, its astringency and allure yielding endless nuances.

A wandering existence echoes tea; one cup encapsulates a universe.

Within the plainest daily routine, Yi Feng experienced pure calm in his spirit. All turned clear and straightforward. Even his cherished plain tea now seemed to impart a lasting aroma on his tongue, capturing the truest essence of detachment from worldly strife.

Right then.

He let go of former events and ignored his surroundings, engaging in lively talk, utterly relaxed and fulfilled.

Such relaxed moments weren't uncommon before; mornings and evenings often featured elders bantering post-meal. It formed a vital scene in Qinghe Town's enduring daily rhythm.

Yet.

This day stood apart.

The arrival of Ye City's Eldest Miss had cleared the streets of most walkers, leaving them nearly empty. For anyone to remain chatting and chuckling so serenely felt oddly conspicuous.

Looking upon this sight, Chen Yuxin, nearing the street's end, halted involuntarily and knitted her brows.

As the lofty Eldest Miss from the City Lord's Manor, regular folk always viewed her with fear and distance. She'd never witnessed such audacity—people merrily conversing right before her.

Especially since these were just beleaguered villagers from a minor settlement.

This felt truly odd.

Chen Yuxin sensed astonishment and peered more intently.

Beneath the far-off locust tree, among the seniors, a youth sat. His snowy white attire gleamed immaculately, his face strikingly attractive. Evidently a cultured literati, yet he bantered joyfully with a cluster of aged, hardship-worn commoners teetering on death's door.

The picture resembled flawless jade dropped amid dirt and brambles, clashing harshly. Simultaneously, it underscored the youth's exceptional poise, as if such a spot didn't suit him at all.

Chen Yuxin's interest deepened. Fixing her gaze on him, she questioned in a low tone.

"Who is that individual? Does he appear on the draft roster?"