He hadn’t expected that such a simple body recovery health regimen would receive such high praise from Xing Shun. He had overlooked the value of Niu Niu’s database, which contained information from a higher civilization, where even a casual piece of technology might surpass this era’s knowledge by hundreds or thousands of years, far beyond what current technology could achieve. While this ignorant fool didn’t recognize its worth, in the eyes of someone like Xing Shun, who had been well-trained since childhood, it was nothing short of divine.
However, Lin Feng wasn’t aware of this. Hearing Xing Shun’s high praise, he actually felt a tinge of jealousy towards his old classmate. “Damn monkey, I had to go through electric shocks and whippings just to pass the basic mode of Niu Niu’s system, and here you are, getting pampered by these beautiful women while bathing, potentially becoming a top expert one day. I’m not happy about this!” Even though this was his own doing, and the beneficiary was his old classmate Sun Dasheng, who had just been certified by the system as his little brother, jealousy was jealousy, there was no denying it! Especially thinking about being served a bath by these beautiful, fiery women, Lin Feng couldn’t help but feel a bit envious, thinking, “Why didn’t I think of such a great idea before?”
At this moment, Lin Feng followed Xing Shun to a tea house, where they sat in an elegant setting, sipping tea and discussing secret matters. Although Lin Feng was now a wealthy man, the president of a major gaming company surrounded by admirers, this was his first time in such an upscale place where tea connoisseurs lingered. He couldn’t help but steal glances at the beautiful tea server, his mind wandering, trying Xing Shun’s patience with little mishaps, causing the tea server to look at him sideways.
However, while the tea ceremony beauty exuded an air of elegance, Lin Feng could only catch a glimpse of her grimace through the special angle of the camera when she turned away from them, her eyebrows furrowed and lips tightly pursed. After they left, Lin Feng began to regret his excessive enthusiasm. He thought, what was this all about? Clearly, Xing Shun had come to his company secretly to stab him in the back, yet he, driven by a strange impulse to acknowledge kinship, had followed him out. Xing Shun had talked at length with him, inquiring thoroughly about Lin Feng’s ancestors, and confirmed that Lin Feng had, by chance, caught the eye of Elder Wang, thus learning many secret techniques of the Xuantian Sect. This made Xing Shun even more eager to get close to him. Little did he know how awkward Lin Feng felt. Initially, Lin Feng and Elder Wang had become friends through a fight, and Elder Wang had mistakenly thought Lin Feng was the descendant of his long-lost junior apprentice. Now, the true descendant of Elder Wang’s junior apprentice had mistaken him for a disciple of Elder Wang’s lineage. Lin Feng found it amusing but dared not show any slip, choosing instead to muddle through. It wasn’t that he intended to deceive, but rather he felt the wonder of fate and was happy for Elder Wang. However, every time he thought of Xing Shun’s background and intentions, he felt somewhat conflicted.
Learning of the connection between Xing Shun and Elder Wang was an unexpected gain, which contrasted with what he had heard about Xing Shun from Elder Yang, making him ponder the twists of fate. Originally, under the instigation of some, they might have ended up in a fierce fight to the death, but now they were fellow disciples of the same lineage. Both felt the irony of fate, thankful that they had used the secret technique of silent communication; otherwise, they might have realized their kinship only after causing each other harm, which would have been truly regrettable. Yet, even after acknowledging kinship, Lin Feng couldn’t shake off a lingering discomfort. Xing Shun was warm towards him, often praising and trying to win him over with words, but what bothered Lin Feng was that Xing Shun had talked a lot without once asking about Elder Wang’s current situation. Apart from confirming Lin Feng’s identity at the beginning and mentioning his own long-lost grand-uncle, there was no further concern for Elder Wang or his family.
Lin Feng considered himself not overly sensitive or petty, nor did he want to nitpick over trivial matters. However, whenever he thought of the plight of Elder Wang and his granddaughter, he felt immense guilt. By common sense, wouldn’t anyone who learned of a long-lost relative’s whereabouts immediately want to know more? Yet, Xing Shun was solely focused on Lin Feng’s background, how he learned the Hundred Flowers Fist, how he overcame the mental barriers of Heart Communication, his current cultivation level, and the source of his advanced pharmaceutical knowledge. He was enthusiastic to an almost obsessive degree, as if he wished he could crack open Lin Feng’s skull to delve into his mind.
The initial joy of discovering their shared heritage quickly faded from Lin Feng’s heart. He realized his own recklessness. He had spoken freely with this senior brother out of sincerity but had overlooked the ancient wisdom about the fickleness of human nature. According to Xing Shun, the power behind the Crown Prince Party, to which his family was now attached, was unimaginably vast. His grandfather, Elder Wang’s long-lost junior apprentice, had become a personal guard to a Red Army leader, who was now the grandfather of the Crown Prince Party. In short, as the saying goes, they had hitched their wagon to a powerful backer, bringing great honor to their family.
Xing Shun subtly tried to pull Lin Feng into joining this Crown Prince Party, while seemingly looking down on Lin Feng’s current achievements, describing them as fleeting and insignificant. Lin Feng held back from an immediate confrontation, but his heart grew cold. He thought, if the Xing family had such a strong backer, wouldn’t finding Elder Wang’s lineage be easy? Yet, they had shown no interest for so many years, only now seeking to draw him in because of his martial arts prowess and pharmaceutical expertise.
Lin Feng suddenly changed the topic, no longer discussing the Xuantian Sect’s techniques or the strange circumstances surrounding Sun Dasheng. Xing Shun was taken aback: “Oh! I almost forgot about that! Little brother, your methods are truly sharp; how did you manage to force Teng Lan Jiyuan to agree to a compensation of one hundred billion dollars? But don’t worry, I was indeed instructed by the Prince to persuade you to step back on this matter. However, now that we are family, I will definitely speak up for you. Let the little Japanese eat dirt! Rest assured, I’ll explain it to the Prince, and knowing your identity, he’ll surely support you in this big score! Japanese money, why not take it if you can, hahaha.”
