Chapter 1231: Chapter 1265: Yin-Yang Dao Divination Master (Monthly Ticket)
“Mr. Lin, you seem troubled. Are you still upset about what happened last night?”
“No, if you could stay farther away from , I might be happier.” Lin Zifeng said casually, taking a sip of wine, without intending to engage much further with her.
“…”
Monet Yun was at a loss for words, her face flushed as she shook her head and smiled, continuing to pour wine for Lin Zifeng.
The two of them fell into a deep silence again.
Along the way, Monet Yun spoke very little. From the brief interaction, she seed to have a slight understanding of Lin Zifeng’s character. It was obvious that the man in front of her was soone who yearned for freedom. He didn’t like to be restrained or threatened, and he had no regard for brute force or the small tricks employed by won. To change him, one would need to show utmost sincerity.
But Monet Yun also thought that even if she showed sincerity, this man wouldn’t do anything for her. In the end, wouldn’t she just end up losing a lot?
Isn’t life a gamble, betting not only on one’s future but possibly even one’s life!
In the Jipu Family, if a woman wants to achieve more, the price she pays is far greater than that of a man.
Lin Zifeng was the most promising man she had ever t. If she really went all in and bet everything on this man, her future wouldn’t be too bad.
Thinking of this, Monet Yun’s autumn eyes flickered, her heart more determined to follow through with this idea.
Even if she truly lost on Lin Zifeng, she would accept it. After waiting for so many years, she didn’t want to easily give up this hard-earned opportunity.
“Mr. Lin, I wonder if there’s sothing I should say or not?”
At this mont, Monet Yun slowly moved closer from her side, her voluptuous hips inching toward Lin Zifeng’s side.
The more a man isn’t a virgin, the more he can’t resist such temptation.
“What is it?” Lin Zifeng glanced at her, truly seductive. Tsk tsk.
Monet Yun chuckled lightly and said, “This ti, Mr. Lin is collaborating with our Jipu Family, joining forces against the Heavenly Martial Society. I wonder what Mr. Lin plans to do after defeating the Heavenly Martial Society?”
“Why are you asking?” Lin Zifeng questioned, the collaboration between the Jipu Family and himself shouldn’t have much to do with Monet Yun, right?
“I was just asking casually, Mr. Lin, please don’t get upset.”
“You can call Lin Zifeng, it might sound more pleasing to my ear.”
Being called Mr. Lin over and over really didn’t sit well with Lin Zifeng.
“Hehe—Isn’t that a bit improper?” Monet Yun giggled foolishly. The more polite she was, the more uncomfortable Lin Zifeng felt.
“…”
After squinting at her, Lin Zifeng didn’t speak again.
Seeing this, Monet Yun kept her smile and said, “Alright, I’ll call you Lin Zifeng when no one else is around.”
“Mhm.”
Lin Zifeng nodded, again silent, still not planning to engage with her. He still hadn’t co to terms with what happened last night.
…
And so, the two remained silent throughout the journey, with Monet Yun continually refilling Lin Zifeng’s wine.
Until the stretch limousine entered a small town near Mount Fuji, where the entire Jipu Family, responsible for receiving Lin Zifeng, held a grand reception ceremony.
From afar, Lin Zifeng saw a banner hanging over the Jipu Family’s reception area, clearly stating ‘Welco Mr. Lin to Japan.’
It scared him stiff on the spot!
Damn, the person who made this banner probably never thought they’d display such a high level of writing skill!
“Welco Mr. Lin to Japan!” On the other side, Black Hawk and the others also saw the banner and were equally frightened by it.
“Great! It seems the local customs are friendly here after all.”
Everyone grinned.
After getting out of the car, two elderly people were responsible for welcoming Lin Zifeng, while a middle-aged man exuding a strange aura smiled at Lin Zifeng from the back of the crowd.
Around them were Nightmare Masters from the Jipu Family.
In broad daylight, it was really terrifying!
Just like ghosts—
If not for the Heavenly Martial Society, Lin Zifeng would never have gone to this bird place in Fusang to join forces with the Jipu Family—
“Hello, Mr. Lin.”
The middle-aged man quickly stepped forward, reaching out to shake hands with Lin Zifeng.
Damn, have you washed your hands?
Lin Zifeng reluctantly extended his hand and shook it twice with him, then quickly withdrew his hand.
“This is our Jipu Family’s Yin-Yang Dao leader, Jipu Qingtian,” soone introduced nearby.
“Hello, I’m Lin Zifeng, the head of the Nantian Gang!” Lin Zifeng spoke fluent Chinese, prompting the translator nearby.
Jipu Qingtian smiled deeply, bowing to show great courtesy.
“I’ve long heard of Mr. Lin’s great na. It’s truly an honor to et you today.”
“Haha, you’re indeed too polite, I’m just a rough man.” Lin Zifeng said with a laugh as he returned the courtesy.
And indeed, Jipu Qingtian gave him a very polite and courteous feeling, and he was quite handso, unlike Jipu Bui and the others who were so strange.
Could it be that Jipu Qingtian is the Divination Master in the Yin-Yang Dao?
All along, the Yin-Yang Dao of the Jipu Family was divided into two major factions, and the only one accepted by the civilians in Fusang was the Divination Master, whose existence was mainly beneficial to the people, while the Illusionists were not so well-received.
Yin-Yang Dao is divided into: Yin Path, Yang Path, and of course, the word ‘Path’ can be omitted by readers.
The Yin Path is the Illusionist group, while the Yang Path is the Divination Master group.
Currently, the leader of the Jipu Family is the Divination Master recomnded by the public, Jipu Qingtian.
“For a long ti, our Jipu Family has noticed Mr. Lin’s great na from very early on. Every ti we wanted to host Mr. Lin properly, unfortunately, Mr. Lin was too busy, which led to our Jipu Family’s discourtesy. I, Jipu Qingtian, express my deep respect to Mr. Lin.”
Speaking, Jipu Qingtian bowed to show respect to Lin Zifeng.
“Please don’t overdo it.” Lin Zifeng quickly stepped forward to help him up.
But then, he inadvertently noticed that Jipu Bui and Jipu Qingfeng had slipped away at that mont—
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