Old ng reminded.
The current Lin Zifeng is far from who he used to be. The fear is that it won’t be long before he fully spreads his wings and becos untouchable.
"Co, co, co, let’s sit down first and enjoy this pot of tea before discussing anything."
However, to the annoyance of the Ability Society’s leader, Long Zaitian didn’t seem anxious at all, a serene smile spread across his kindly face.
It seed like Long Zaitian viewed Old ng’s words as superfluous nonsense and didn’t pay any heed to them.
This enraged the Ability Society’s leader, who blew his beard and glared, drinking the cup of freshly poured tea in one gulp.
"Co, co, co, have another cup, let’s talk after finishing the tea."
Long Zaitian remained unhurried as he continued to pour the tea.
"I say, you...! Do you still have the mood to drink tea? Are you getting senile?"
The Ability Society’s leader finally lost his temper.
Despite repeated attempts at persuasion, Long Zaitian remained unmoved, as if nothing had happened.
"Have so tea first." Long Zaitian personally handed him the cup of tea.
Feeling helpless, the Ability Society’s leader reluctantly drank the tea after giving him a sideways glance.
...
After leaving the Martial Arts Alliance, just as he was about to head ho, Lin Zifeng’s phone rang.
The number was unfamiliar, and Lin Zifeng didn’t know who it was, so he rejected the call.
However, monts after ending the call, the phone rang again.
Feeling annoyed, Lin Zifeng knew that most of the people who had his number were those he knew; he rarely saved numbers otherwise.
But just as Lin Zifeng turned off his phone, it rang once more.
"I hope you have a reasonable excuse." Lin Zifeng said coldly.
"Death God, I hope we can continue our discussion."
Just as Lin Zifeng had suspected, the voice on the other end belonged to a Nightmare Master from the Fusang Jipu Family.
"Sorry, I’ve already said I will never cooperate with the Fusang people."
Lin Zifeng’s principles were clear; he would never work with Fusang dogs.
"Death God, if I were to give you a piece of information now, I believe you would want to work with ."
"Oh?! Let’s hear it."
Lin Zifeng beca interested.
"It’s currently 3 o’clock in Eastern Earth. If our guess is correct, within half an hour, experts from the Fusang Heavenly Martial Society will attempt to assassinate Nangong Bing of the Tianyu Group. That Nangong Bing is quite important to you, isn’t she?"
The woman on the phone giggled twice as she spoke.
"Do you think I will believe you?"
Lin Zifeng’s expression turned serious, although he said otherwise, he considered it.
Given her confidence, Lin Zifeng had no reason not to believe her.
Many forces knew about Lin Zifeng’s grudge with the Heavenly Martial Society; he had previously destroyed their base in Eastern Earth single-handedly.
It wasn’t surprising if the Heavenly Martial Society sought revenge against Lin Zifeng.
"Actually, Death God, whether you believe or not doesn’t matter. The key is that you’ve offended Fusang’s Heavenly Martial Society, and I think they won’t compromise so easily. If Death God is willing to work with our Jipu Family, I am willing to help you."
"What if I’m not willing?"
Lin Zifeng didn’t stop, quickly driving toward the Tianyu Group.
There was a mont of silence on the other end before the woman’s flirtatious laughter returned: "You can refuse our cooperation, but Death God must be cautious, especially as there are many threats to the won around you."
"It seems I have no other choice, do I?"
"At least this benefits you. For our Jipu Family, it simply eliminates a competitor." The woman explained over the phone.
"Isn’t the Jipu Family’s standing in Fusang less than the Heavenly Martial Society’s?"
"Hehe... The Heavenly Martial Society is rely an evil force in Fusang, while our family’s Nightmare Master has decades of foundation in Fusang. Nonetheless, we find their sneak attacks troubleso."
"So you want to use to eliminate the Heavenly Martial Society for you?"
This idea sounded sowhat absurd, but upon closer thought, it intrigued Lin Zifeng.
Given the threat posed by the Heavenly Martial Society, Lin Zifeng’s nature wouldn’t allow him to tolerate such evil forces endangering those close to him.
After hanging up, Lin Zifeng checked the ti on his phone.
It was already ten past three; if the woman’s information was accurate, there were about twenty minutes before Heavenly Martial Society experts attacked the Tianyu Group.
To catch these experts, Lin Zifeng called Nangong Bing, advising her to leave the group imdiately and wait for him at the entrance.
In her office, Nangong Bing, not hesitating, imdiately stopped her work, expressionless, and quickly left the Tianyu Group to wait for Lin Zifeng outside.
However, just as Nangong Bing exited the Tianyu Group, a Porsche Cayenne suddenly roared from the street’s end.
A stylish drift maneuver pulled Nangong Bing into the car.
"What on earth is going on?" Once inside the car, Nangong Bing frowned, sensing sothing was amiss.
Lin Zifeng had only told her to co down without explaining why.
"Nothing, I just felt a bit bored, so I thought of taking you for a drive." Lin Zifeng grinned, his sharp gaze constantly scanning the surroundings for any sudden movent.
"Are you serious? It’s almost quitting ti, and you’re pulling out just for a drive?"
Nangong Bing looked at him in amazent.
"You’ll find out soon." Lin Zifeng maintained his mystery, smiling without explanation.
As the car sped along, Lin Zifeng continued driving toward the desolate mountain in the southern part of the city.
Yet, just as the car left the city center, two black vehicles
maintained a subtle distance with Lin Zifeng’s Porsche Cayenne.
Through the rearview mirror, Lin Zifeng instantly detected the two vehicles
as a smile appeared on his lips, maintaining the car’s speed.
Nangong Bing, seated in the passenger seat, also noticed sothing was amiss.
"Those two black"
"Let them follow, we’ll stick to our course." Lin Zifeng chuckled.
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