The snow has stopped.
Because it didn't fall heavily to begin with, people didn't realize when it actually stopped.
For lunch, Zhao Guo'an prepared a feast: braised beef with potatoes, soy-braised pork knuckle, red-cooked fish, sweet and sour eggplant, and seaweed egg soup.
This was for the little girl and her group; on the martial monks' side, it was stir-fried mixed vegetables, vinegar-glazed shredded potatoes, and scallion stir-fried tofu.
Almost thirty people ate with gusto, quite satisfied, except Xiao Feng who found the food tasteless.
"Xiao Feng brother, aren't you hungry?" the little girl asked, while placing a piece of beef in his bowl.
Xiao Feng shook his head, not explaining his ailnt from the Seven Evils Palm.
However, this matter needed to be resolved soon.
Knowing his character, he'd definitely take action tonight and simply drag Zheng Wei here.
But tonight, he also had to attend a concert, so he had to put it aside for now; after all, there's still two months' ti, six opportunities, it's not yet a do-or-die situation.
"Old Xiao, I've made such a sumptuous al, you should eat more," Zhao Guo'an nudged him, his expression a mix of a smile.
Xiao Feng replied expressionlessly, "Tonight, you go with us to the concert, I've already given Zhen Jinghan the ticket."
To Xiao Feng, Zhao Guo'an was like a protective talisman; any bad luck certainly targeted him first.
As for feeling guilty about this, the answer was definitely not.
Tracing back, if Zhao Guo'an hadn't conflicted with Bi Junxian in front of the temple, there wouldn't be the later visit from the Celestial Defect Sect, nor the current Seven Evils Palm incident.
"Can I not go?" Zhao Guo'an's face fell imdiately.
Xiao Feng nodded, "Sure, but Zhen Jinghan has already agreed. If you oppose, all consequences will be on you."
"..." Zhao Guo'an.
Couldn't you just plainly say I have no choice?
After lunch, the martial monks, led by Hui Yi, approached Xiao Feng.
"Brother Feng, didn't you promise before to get us each a car, is it ti to fulfill that promise?" Hui Shiqi asked obsequiously.
"Get a car?" Xiao Feng's tone changed, "Are your teeth all grown, oh wait, is your driving license ready to get a car?"
Hui Shiwu chuckled, "We'll slowly work on the license. The main thing is the ten thousand..."
"Oh, I see." Xiao Feng nodded knowingly, "Just go directly to Sun Shijie for it."
"What if he doesn't give it?"
"If he doesn't, then follow him everywhere he goes, with a banner that says 'Heartless Quack, Return Our Hard-Earned Money!'."
"..." The martial monks were collectively speechless.
Having heard of heartless businessn, but 'heartless quack' was truly a first.
After sending away the martial monks, Xiao Feng stretched his body, intending to prepare vigorously for defeating Hua Ling in a duel.
However, just as this thought erged, he realized his current condition wasn't suitable for intense training.
"Damn it, this is forcing onto a path of complacency," Xiao Feng cursed.
Indeed, it's not that Xiao Feng was unwilling to improve, but conditions simply didn't allow it.
No choice, he walked indoors to find sothing to do.
Du Qingyue and Jiang Yixin were huddled together, starting to discuss advertising strategies.
"I think we can use elevators for ads, covering office buildings, residential buildings, shopping malls, comprehensively," Jiang Yixin suggested.
Du Qingyue nodded slightly, adding, "Besides these, we can also do rolling displays on all large screens in Jiangcheng squares, making sure the brand na is well known."
Xiao Feng sat down and smiled, "There's another way to advertise."
"What?" Du Qingyue and Jiang Yixin looked over simultaneously, asking in unison.
"Bathroom ads," Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow, "They can be placed in all highly trafficked public restrooms. In short, put the ads where there's the most people."
"Isn't advertising in public toilets a bit lowbrow?" Jiang Yixin found it hard to accept, "We're aiming for a relatively high-end route; the presentation shouldn't be too poor."
Xiao Feng knocked on the table, dissatisfied, "No matter the route, the premise is to let people know the brand exists, at least make it familiar to their ears, not entirely foreign.
Of course, if you really find it tasteless, you could hang signs on the lamp posts.
Also, since the New Year is near, you could add ads to couplets."
Du Qingyue nodded, "That's an idea. Let's determine the budget later to see what's feasible."
At this mont, the doorbell rang.
Xiao Feng went out to see a girl wearing a flower crown and with bells tied to her ankles standing outside.
With such attire, who else could it be but Hua Ling.
"Hahaha, you ca without a loud greeting, co in and sit," Xiao Feng warmly invited.
Hua Ling's expression instantly beca quirky, looking at Xiao Feng as if asking: Are you okay?
No wonder she had doubts, Xiao Feng's attitude was indeed unusual, almost like he'd beco soone else.
"Where's Little Fragrance?" Hua Ling asked.
Xiao Feng pointed to the corner, "Sleeping in the nest."
Since Little Fragrance had charged into the vicious dog trying to attack the little girl, her treatnt had dramatically improved.
Her ho upgraded from a tal cage to a cartoon-thed pet nest, with two compartnts outside—one for water and the other for food.
Hua Ling walked over, looked at Little Fragrance curled up inside, nodded with satisfaction, who knows if she saw the leash on Little Fragrance's paw.
"We talked about fighting, there's no ti like the present, since we have ti now, should we begin?" Hua Ling stated her intention.
Xiao Feng's heart sank, indeed, when this girl ca looking for him, it was rarely for anything good.
"This sort of thing can't be rushed. I think it should be formal, with a set ti, a referee, and defined rules. That way, it's fair," Xiao Feng said calmly.
Hua Ling's brows furrowed, "It's just a fight, is there a need for all this trouble?"
"There is," Xiao Feng affird, nodding, "We are modern individuals who surely can't be like brutes, fighting at the drop of a hat."
Hua Ling pondered for a while, suspicious, "Why do I feel like you're afraid to fight ? Be honest, what's your sche, why are you scared to accept the challenge?"
"Ridiculous!" Xiao Feng scoffed, " afraid to fight you? I just don't want it to be too hasty.
People need to maintain so dignity; folks as skilled as us can't just brawl like street punks."
"If you're not scared, then stop wasting ti; let's find a place to show who has skill," Hua Ling insisted.
"..." Xiao Feng.
All my talking was for nothing?
What's going on with this girl, she can't be convinced!
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