The next day, after a rich breakfast, Song of Solomon walked out of the house with her younger brother.
In the early morning, the air was particularly fresh. Wandering through the classical-style gardens and courtyards, Song of Solomon took a deep breath, with a hint of relaxation and joy on her face, and occasionally neighbors ca up to greet her.
"Good morning, Auntie."
Song of Solomon responded gracefully and politely to the middle-aged woman in front of her.
Since the Awakening Day, Song of Solomon’s life had undergone a dramatic change.
To get into the Three Heroic Academies, she ca to the Juxing headquarters in Shangjing and brought her family along.
If there were no surprises, she would get into the Great Wall Academy in three months and settle in Shangjing permanently.
Though she had just moved into the Ancient Charm District, as a signed mber of Juxing, she was quite well-known, and half of the community recognized her.
The Ancient Charm District was less than a ten-minute drive from the Juxing Club, located in the core area of the inner city of Shangjing, surrounded by supermarkets, shopping plazas, subways, hospitals, and martial arts dojos, with complete facilities.
She lived in a finely decorated three-bedroom apartnt with a monthly rent of 37,000.
Although her five million signing fee was quite a lot, the unit price per square ter in the Ancient Charm District was 170,000, and even a random three-bedroom apartnt would be worth tens of millions, which she couldn’t afford now.
However, what puzzled her was that the neighbors who were warm and friendly yesterday looked at her strangely, as if the air was filled with a restless atmosphere.
"What’s going on?"
Song of Solomon touched her face, then looked down at her clothes, there was nothing dirty on them?
She was puzzled, even a bit uncomfortable.
Because she noticed that many girls about her age looked at her with a hint of ridicule and disdain in their eyes.
Many people looked at her secretly, then turned around in small groups of two or three and whispered.
"Little brother, what’s wrong?"
After walking for a while, Song of Solomon looked at her silent brother following her and asked with concern.
"What’s wrong with you, you’ve been gloomy these days. Aren’t you happy that we’ve moved to a new ho?"
In the face of his sister’s concern, the twelve-year-old, not very tall, and handso, but shy, Yajia Tian remained silent. Finally, annoyed by the questioning, he said, "Sister, did you really break up with Brother Feng?"
Song of Solomon paused, she didn’t expect her brother’s gloominess to stem from this.
"Little brother, you’ve grown up and have your own thoughts. I don’t want to lie to you, but you must know, Lin Feng and I are no longer on the sa path." Song of Solomon patted her brother’s head and explained.
"Our whole family has co to Shangjing, and he’s still in Jiang City. The gap between us will only grow bigger in the future."
"Oh."
Yajia Tian lowered his head and muttered, "Oh."
Lin Feng and his sister had grown up together since childhood, and the affection extended to him had always made Lin Feng take care of him. He was always a follower of Lin Feng and Gao Hai. In Yajia Tian’s heart, Lin Feng was already his brother-in-law.
"Brother Feng is very strong." After a while, Yajia Tian looked up at his sister and couldn’t help but say.
Whenever soone bullied him, Lin Feng would stand up for him.
Lin Feng was his idol from childhood to adulthood.
"Lin Feng is indeed strong, he can even defeat Martial Artists, but he can’t refine Demon Spirits, and without being a Demon Spirit Master, he cannot beco a true powerful figure." Song of Solomon explained softly.
She cared for and loved her younger brother very much and didn’t want this matter to cause any distance between them.
"Who says that? So classmates at school say Brother Feng can refine Earth Chart Demon Spirits!"
"That’s not true," Song of Solomon said lightly.
She didn’t believe it was true.
Hiding his talents?
Just to keep her from feeling inferior?
Even knowing Lin Feng’s feelings for her, she couldn’t believe he could go to such extents.
As for giving up refining the Ninth Grade Purple Qilin to refine an Earth Chart Demon Spirit, she didn’t believe it at all.
On Awakening Day, among 100,000 candidates, only Ye Qiu refined an Earth Chart Demon Spirit, a one-in-100,000 exceptional genius.
Even when offered 3 billion over ten years by the Thunder Club, Ye Qiu still didn’t agree.
Even at the Juxing Club, which gathers top-level stars, geniuses who can refine Earth Chart Demon Spirits are rare.
Even if such a story were true, its protagonist wouldn’t be Lin Feng, but so scion of a big family, only they had the confidence to do such things.
If Lin Feng could refine a Ninth Grade Demon Spirit, he could soar, not just move out of Shore District but join an S-level club.
Song of Solomon didn’t believe Lin Feng would give up, and based on her understanding, Lin Feng wouldn’t miss the opportunity to change his family’s circumstances.
That was his dream!
As for the issue on the Martial Artist forum yesterday, she was aware. Though she deliberately avoided news about Lin Feng, the matter was so sensational that even in Shangjing, many were discussing it.
Even during training, so of her club teammates ntioned it.
But like all netizens, she didn’t believe it.
Who would turn down an Earth Chart Cloud-Stepping Beast? Who would believe it?
Who would dare to believe it?
"What if one day, you regret it?"
Yajia Tian raised his head and looked at his sister, asking softly.
Facing her brother’s gaze, Song of Solomon’s expression changed slightly, but she soon regained her composure and firmly said, "I won’t regret it."
At the community gate, a middle-aged driver leaned against the car door, occasionally glancing at the entrance. When he saw Song of Solomon, he quickly threw away his cigarette and opened the car door as she approached, bowing and saying.
"Good morning, Miss Song, good morning, young master."
"Good morning, Uncle Chen." Song of Solomon nodded and replied politely.
The driver was assigned by Juxing Club and didn’t cost her a penny.
"Miss Song, there’s a Martial Arts teacher at the club in the morning. Do you want to go?" The driver asked while starting the car.
"Yes, let’s go."
Song of Solomon had no hesitation. Having refined the Enchanting Butterfly, she was eligible for the Nine Elite Joint Schools.
For Song of Solomon, her task now was to strengthen her Martial Arts cultivation and practical experience.
Now she had only the strength of a Body Cultivator at the Sixth Rank, but reaching the Eighth Rank before the college entrance exam might give her a chance at the Three Heroic Academies.
Though today was the weekend, a day of rest, every day was precious to her.
"Miss Song, do you have sothing on your mind? If there’s trouble, you can have the club resolve it." The driver cautiously asked, his tone slightly flattering, while glancing at Song of Solomon through the mirror.
"No,"
Song of Solomon ca to her senses and smiled slightly.
Though still young, her innocent yet slight coquettish smile made the experienced driver tremble a bit, quickly lowering his head, afraid to look further.
Driving, he kept sighing internally as he couldn’t handle it.
So charming at such a young age, what more when she grows up!
Song of Solomon didn’t notice the driver’s anomaly, but she was puzzled by the unusual glances the people in the community gave her.
At this mont, she didn’t know about Lin Feng selling the ad spot.
A huge storm was brewing, with a tendency to sweep across the nation.
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