"Very well." Chu Feng nodded.
He could tell that although these two were not at the Venerable Realm, they were still peak Martial Immortals. Having them protect him would indeed be stronger than relying on himself alone.
Most importantly, if Chu Feng were to refuse, Chu Xuanchangfa would likely not agree either.
In the end, Chu Xuanchangfa would probably abandon his official duties and personally escort Chu Feng.
That was something Chu Feng did not want to happen. He never wished to burden others on his account, especially those who treated him well.
Although they had only met for the first time today, Chu Feng could sense that Chu Xuanchangfa seemed to genuinely care about him.
"Good. Xingdi, Xingren — you two take this. You must escort Chu Feng safely back to the clan. If anything goes wrong, I will hold you both accountable."
Chu Xuanchangfa handed a golden object to Chu Xingdi.
Chu Feng's gaze flickered the moment he saw it.
The golden object was no larger than half a palm — a small golden house.
But Chu Feng could tell at a glance that it was a supreme treasure, and moreover one designed for personal protection.
"Rest assured, Vice Hall Master. If anything happens to Chu Feng, we will come back and offer our heads." After receiving the golden house, Chu Xingdi spoke together with Chu Xingren.
With that, Chu Xuanchangfa led the Punishment Hall's forces back toward the Chu Heavenly Clan, while Chu Feng set off toward the Yuanhai Sacred Mountain under the escort of Chu Xingdi and Chu Xingren.
Chu Feng intended to find Song Xi. Ever since leaving the Yuanhai Sacred Mountain, he had been worrying about Song Xi. He did not know whether Song Xi had safely obtained the inheritance, but Chu Feng absolutely could not leave him unattended.
"Chu Feng, the Vice Hall Master has truly been generous toward you. Brother Xingtian is responsible for protecting the Vice Hall Master's own daughter, yet he didn't receive the Golden Shield House. And yet the Vice Hall Master gave it to us," Chu Xingdi said along the way.
"How powerful is this Golden Shield House?" Chu Feng asked.
"Put it this way — although Xingren and I are both ninth-grade Martial Immortals and can't hope to match a Venerable, as long as we have the Golden Shield House, even someone like Yuwen Huazang wouldn't be able to lay a finger on us," Chu Xingdi explained.
Hearing this, Chu Feng said nothing further. But the kindness Chu Xuanchangfa had shown him was quietly etched into his heart.
Chu Xuanchangfa truly was different from the other members of the Chu Heavenly Clan.
He lacked that arrogance rooted deep in one's bones. On the contrary, from their very first meeting, he had given Chu Feng the warmth of family.
And Chu Feng could sense that the affectionate, gentle look in Chu Xuanchangfa's eyes as he regarded him was no pretense — he genuinely regarded Chu Feng as his own kin.
Though he did not know why Chu Xuanchangfa valued him so highly, the Vice Hall Master's kindness was something Chu Feng would never forget.
At the same time, his favorable impression of Chu Lingxi had grown considerably as well — simply because she had such a father.
After a stretch of travel, Chu Feng finally arrived once more at the Yuanhai Sacred Mountain.