Top-class Bodyguard Chapter 811 - 789: Return to China

Don't close the door tonight?

With Ren Feng's IQ of 450, he instantly understood, his eyes even flashed with a bright light!

This aning, it must be that kind of aning.

Suddenly, Ren Feng felt great, and directly started taking a shower.

After the shower, Ren Feng anxiously waited for the ti to pass. Finally, an hour went by, but no one ca.

No problem, maybe with Keqing around, Rui can't get away, she might co after Keqing sleeps.

Ren Feng comforted himself and continued waiting.

Two hours, still no one ca.

Three hours, four hours, ti flew by and it was already ten at night.

Ren Feng pressed his ear against the wall and, hearing no sound from the other side, thought it should be ti now.

Another hour went by, still no one ca.

Ren Feng gritted his teeth and continued waiting.

This wait ended with him falling asleep.

The next morning, when Ren Feng opened his eyes, it was already seven o'clock. He looked around the room, still not seeing Rui's shadow, and imdiately knew he had been fooled.

As Ren Feng walked out of the room, feeling drowsy, Rui and Liang Keqing ca out with a smile. Upon seeing Ren Feng like that, Rui chuckled, "Little brother, did you go out stealing last night? Why do you look so exhausted?"

Ren Feng gave Rui an annoyed glance, almost forgetting Rui's mischievous nature; she loves to tease n and now enjoys pranking.

Liang Keqing, however, asked with concern, "Feng, did you not sleep well last night?"

"Yeah," Ren Feng replied helplessly.

Rui chuckled, "Alright, alright, little brother, let's go eat."

Liang Keqing also comforted him, "Feng, it's okay, we'll be going back in a day, and then you can rest well."

Looking at the sincere Liang Keqing, Ren Feng felt even more frustrated.

Even going back, I can't sleep well; the bed will be occupied, how can I rest?

With you here, Xue'xue can't be touched either.

As he thought about this, an idea suddenly flashed in Ren Feng's mind, leaving him stunned.

If that's the case, why not just get Liang Keqing involved too?

As long as Liang Keqing is brought in, then in the room will be two stunning beauties serving, it's simply every man's dream.

"Feng, what's up?" Liang Keqing asked with concern.

"Ah, nothing, let's go have breakfast."

Ren Feng snapped back, smiling bitterly internally, how could he really involve Liang Keqing.

Sigh, take it one step at a ti, if it really doesn't work, perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to involve her?

Following the two won to breakfast, the day was spent on leisure activities.

On the third day, Bai Ge called, and Ren Feng and the others headed directly to the airport.

Arriving at the airport, they saw Bai Ge and mbers of the Dragon team, as well as the team from the Traditional Chinese dicine delegation.

"Brother Ren Feng, you don't seem well, have you been overworking these past two days?"

Bai Ge winked at Ren Feng, his playful tone layered with hidden aning.

Ren Feng retorted, "I'm really curious, how did you get into the Dragon team?"

"Hey, don't put it that way, I got in on my own rits." Bai Ge replied, unfazed and grinning.

"Really on rit?"

"Of course, although I'm not as good as you, I can at least show my skills."

At this mont, the mbers of the Traditional Chinese dicine delegation approached, greeting Ren Feng with respect.

Ren Feng's status now was completely different from when he arrived.

If Ren Feng hadn't been involved in this dical competition, Huaxia likely would have suffered terribly.

"Mr. Ren."

Xv Jie and the others were respectful, no longer arrogant as before.

In any field, those who excel are revered as teachers. Ren Feng's dical skills were leagues ahead of theirs, naturally earning their respect, and they were grateful he stood up for them in their ti of need.

Ren Feng smiled and nodded at them, then walked over to Hao Baishan in the crowd.

"Mr. Hao, how's your health now?"

"With your Ghost Gate Needle Skill, I'm doing fine." Hao Baishan sized Ren Feng up with a smile, increasingly pleased.

"Young friend, where did you learn your skills? Can you tell now?" Hao Baishan asked.

Ren Feng hesitated, then whispered, "I learned from Han Buyan."

"So it was him, no wonder." Hao Baishan sighed, "I originally wanted to take you as a disciple, but I see now that's unnecessary."

"Mr. Hao, if you weren't injured, you wouldn't need , you could have dominated South Korea's dical scene by yourself."

Mr. Hao shook his head, "No, my skills aren't as good as yours. I watched that acupuncture competition with Yin Xingshui; you managed to insert all needles within a minute and a half, which I couldn't do. You're better than ."

Ren Feng was speechless.

But Hao Baishan's candidness about being inferior to Ren Feng showed he didn't mind these matters.

After chatting with Hao Baishan and people from the Traditional Chinese dicine field for a while, Mr. Zhang and so people from the Huaxia Embassy also arrived.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

Everyone greeted Mr. Zhang, a national-level minister from Yanjing.

Zhang Zhengmin returned the greetings with a broad smile, "No need to be so formal. When you all return to the country, the governnt will give bonuses; you've made significant contributions this ti."

His words stirred excitent among the crowd.

"Also, be prepared for when you return." Zhang Zhengmin continued with a smile.

"Be prepared for what?" one Traditional Chinese dicine practitioner asked curiously.

"I won't spoil it, just keep it in mind," Zhang Zhengmin chuckled, "you'll find out as soon as the plane lands."

After saying this, Zhang Zhengmin walked over to Ren Feng with a wide smile, "A young hero indeed, brother Ren Feng, will you have so ti after we return?"

"Mr. Zhang, just let know what you need."

"Here's the thing, we plan to award you a dal this afternoon, and by regulation, you must attend."

Zhang Zhengmin joked lightly, completely down-to-earth.

"Alright, I'll co over after the plane lands."

"It's settled then."

Zhang Zhengmin told his secretary to take notes and then boarded the plane.

Everyone boarded the plane, with Ren Feng sitting next to Rui and Keqing again, as others sensibly avoided joining them.

Throughout the flight, mbers of the Traditional Chinese dicine delegation chatted, curious about what Mr. Zhang ant when he ntioned preparing.

Soon, after a few hours, the plane arrived back at Jiangnan City.

After landing and disembarking, they finally returned ho.

"Finally back, there's no place like our holand," Xv Jie laughed heartily as he was the first to step out of the plane, but seeing the scene afar, he froze at the doorway, motionless.