Chapter 1227 - 1227: Attending the Wei Family Banquet

During the time waiting for Xiao Feng to arrive, the three generations of the Wei Family discussed many details after setting the overall tone.

For instance, how much benefit to offer, when to probe for information appropriately, and how to manage unexpected situations and so on.

After confirming there were no loopholes, Wei Lan, stroking his gray-white mustache, said, "Jianhua, I've got the list Xiao Bajia wanted ready; find an opportunity to give it to him at the dinner table."

As he spoke, he pulled a black USB drive from his pocket and handed it over.

"Yes!" Wei Jianhua replied, standing up to accept the USB drive, feeling admiration for his grandfather.

What he couldn't figure out in a day, his grandfather managed to get clear answers in less than two hours!

Of course, comparing like that is somewhat unfair.

After all, in terms of networks, information channels, and resources available for use, Wei Jianhua falls far short of Wei Lan.

"Dad, could it be that Xiao Bajia is asking for this list on Xiao Feng's behest?" Wei Xiongwei asked.

Wei Lan laughed, "Whether he acted on his own initiative or Xiao Feng specifically instructed him, ultimately, the list will fall into Xiao Feng's hands. What are you trying to say?"

"I'm worried that Xiao Feng might target the people on the list," Wei Xiongwei said with concern, "In the past, we could ignore such matters, but if we publicly support Xiao Feng...

If Xiao Feng does something irrational, would we still have to cover for him?"

"Hmm... your concern is not without reason," Wei Lan nodded slightly, then sighed and said, "However, no matter how we think, we still have to cover for him.

It's not just about maintaining the face of our Wei Family, but more importantly, it's about Jianhua's matters."

At this point, Wei Lan squinted his eyes with amusement, "Hearing what you just said, I'm starting to suspect that Xiao Feng is deliberately setting the stage.

Giving us a reason to support him, then he can create a storm without worrying about the fallout.

Smart, indeed smart!"

Wei Xiongwei frowned, "It's smart, and quite daring, to think he could manipulate our Wei Family!"

"That's not the way to put it," Wei Lan shook his head slowly, "After all, Xiao Feng hasn't used any underhanded tricks, at most just a few open stratagems.

It's like the story of Jiang Ziya fishing; those who wish to take the bait will come.

He didn't force us to support him nor did he even mention it; he just gave a reason we can't ignore."

After a pause, Wei Lan added, "Let's drop this matter here; what I just said is merely a suspicion.

Your personal opinions don't matter, but don't forget what needs to be done right now."

Wei Xiongwei and Wei Jianhua responded in unison, pressing down their scattered thoughts to focus all their efforts on preparing for Xiao Bajia's arrival.

It was at this time that a tall and sturdy man strode in, reporting, "Master, Chairman, Young Master, Xiao Bajia has arrived."

Wei Lan was the first to stand up, "Let's go, greet the guest."

Wei Jianhua and Wei Xiongwei immediately stood, father and son taking left and right sides, following out as they came to the courtyard center, meeting Xiao Feng, who was walking with Fast Blade King.

"Brother Xiao," Wei Jianhua took two steps forward, cupping his hands with a smile, "Thank you for making time out of your busy schedule to attend my family banquet."

After some polite exchanges, he introduced both Wei Xiongwei and Wei Lan to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng maintained a poised demeanor as he shook hands with each, neither appearing too aloof nor overly familiar—striking a perfect balance.

The party quickly moved inside, with Wei Lan seated as usual in the main seat, and Xiao Feng was placed on his left.

In traditional culture, this clearly showed the importance the Wei Family placed on him.

After being seated, Wei Jianhua instructed Fast Blade King to notify the kitchen to serve the dishes, then began to chat casually with Xiao Feng.

This served as the prelude before discussing the main issues, also acting as an ice-breaker.

After all, creating the right atmosphere is crucial; without it, many impactful words would lose their effect.

Once most dishes were served, Wei Jianhua personally poured wine for the three people.

Wei Lan raised his glass, moving it towards Xiao Feng, "With our humble offerings, if there's any inadequacy in the hospitality, I hope young friend can forgive."

"You're too kind, Mr. Wei, as the guest follows the host's lead, being able to drink at the same table with you is a dream for many, it's also my honor," Xiao Feng replied courteously, clinking glasses with him.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..."

After downing a glass of wine, Wei Lan suddenly began coughing violently.

Seeing him out of breath, as if he could collapse at any moment.

Wei Xiongwei and Wei Jianhua hurriedly stood up, patting his back and helping him catch his breath. The previously cheerful atmosphere between the host and guest came to a halt temporarily.

After quite a while, Wei Lan finally seemed to catch his breath.

Xiao Feng timely said, "Mr. Wei is getting on in years, if drinking isn't suitable, it's better not to force it."

"No, no, cough, cough... it's just that I haven't drunk in a long time and suddenly breaking the habit takes some getting used to," Wei Lan waved his hand, signaling for his son and grandson around him to return to their seats.

Then, Wei Xiongwei began finding topics to liven the atmosphere.

When the timing seemed right, he smiled at Xiao Feng and said, "I heard from Jianhua that Mr. Xiao is skilled in medicine and can even take pulses, I wonder if you could take a pulse for my father?

He's been feeling short of breath lately."

Xiao Feng smiled, already understanding the real intention behind Wei Lan's vigorous coughing earlier.

Is this to test his sincerity?

He replied unhurriedly, "Naturally, no problem!"

Zhao Guo'an once detailed to him those impressive-sounding, but actually useless, catchphrases in Chinese medicine.

Statements that sound reasonable at first.

Upon closer inspection, they seem a bit off.

And thinking further, it feels like nothing substantive was said—just the thing that comes in handy now.

"Then sorry for the trouble, young friend," Wei Lan laughed, before coughing again, finally pulling up the sleeve of his left hand to reveal his wrist and presenting it to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng expertly placed his fingers on it, closed his eyes, and began the process.

Sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing his eyebrows, sometimes murmuring in doubt as if discovering something, sometimes shaking his head...

The three generations of the Wei Family exchanged glances, each having different thoughts but none doubting his expertise based on Xiao Feng's demeanor.

"That's enough."

After a long pause, Xiao Feng opened his eyes, lifted his hand, signaling Wei Lan could draw back his hand.

"Brother Wei, how is my grandfather's health?" Wei Jianhua quickly asked.

Xiao Feng smiled, "Mr. Wei's health is robust, clearly showing he usually pays close attention to health maintenance, living a well-regulated life, truly the vitality of an old man in good spirits!"

Hearing this, Wei Jianhua and Wei Xiongwei's expressions turned a bit odd.

Vitality of an old man?

Why does this sound so awkward?

However, focusing on health maintenance and having a regular routine wasn't incorrect.

Yet, just as this thought settled, Xiao Feng suddenly shifted the topic, "However..."

These brief two words immediately raised Wei Xiongwei and Wei Jianhua's hearts to their throats, prompting them to ask in unison, "However, what?"