“Mr. Lin, to be honest, our old man is getting senile, and his mind isn’t quite right. You can take what he said seriously, or you can ignore it entirely. But since fate has brought us together, the old man invited you to our home; we can’t just treat you poorly! So, when Mr. Cai, the old man’s personal lawyer, arrives later, whatever contract the old man wants you to sign, you might as well comply!”
“Sorry, I’m not interested in playing this game!”
Lan Jianren interrupted Lin Feng, “Don’t rush to decline, hear me out first!”
“Hmph, you have one minute!”
Lan Jianren laughed magnanimously, seemingly unbothered by Lin Feng’s arrogance, “Hehe, Mr. Lin will definitely agree to play this game! Here’s the deal, I have a document here. If you sign it, today’s incident will be wiped clean, as if nothing happened, and you’ll also receive an additional commission of five million dollars.”
Lan Jianren took a document from his beautiful secretary and, on the spot, signed a check for the cash. With a gesture, the secretary opened the document and began explaining its contents to Lin Feng. Lin Feng was very curious about what scheme the other party had concocted this time. Upon hearing that the other party also wanted to give him a large sum of money, he thought to himself that this truly embodied the old saying, “Birds of a feather flock together.” This father and son from the Lan family indeed had similar dispositions, always ready to give money away, truly a wealthy family! However, upon comparison, he felt that Lan Jianren, the big chairman, was somewhat petty, as the son lacked the father’s boldness, only willing to offer five million dollars for a transaction. But what kind of deal did he want to make this time? Surely, he wasn’t looking to buy Lin Feng’s time as well? Overcome with curiosity, Lin Feng patiently listened to what the woman had to say. The group of loyal, black-clad men watched Lin Feng with great vigilance, evidently feeling threatened by the unremarkable young man’s capabilities. Despite being outnumbered and ambushed, he managed to handle the situation with ease, especially after showcasing his invincible technique, effortlessly taking on several opponents at once, and even daring to fight back against dozens with just his bare hands, completely disregarding their attacks. His brute strength at such a young age was truly frightening. They wanted to keep Lin Feng away from their boss, but were overruled by the overconfident Lan Jianren. The female secretary succinctly stated her intentions and earnestly presented a folder to Lin Feng, pointing out where he should sign his name in a sweet voice. The secretary had an impressive figure, and her movements caused her ample chest to tremble, catching Lin Feng’s attention several times. These subtle actions by Lin Feng did not escape the notice of the observing Lan Jianren, who seemed pleased rather than angry, as if he had found Lin Feng’s Achilles’ heel, his smugness becoming even more evident. Lan Jianren regretted his offer, thinking he could have easily subdued Lin Feng with just a few alluring women, feeling the pain of his five million dollar reward. The document required Lin Feng, upon receiving the huge inheritance from Lan Siluo, to immediately transfer it back to Lan Jianren, or else face consequences like the safety of his family being compromised. In simpler terms, it was a veiled threat to ensure Lin Feng would comply without any ulterior motives. “So, Mr. Lin, just sign your name, and you’ll get more money than you could earn in a lifetime. I’m confident I haven’t shortchanged you!” “Good! Very good! Haha, I knew Mr. Lin was a smart man, so we have a deal!” However, Lin Feng, who was not one to be easily swayed, especially when his family’s safety was at stake, retorted, “I’m not fond of people using my family’s safety to coerce me!” With a flash in his eyes, Lin Feng transformed into a bolt of lightning, dashing towards Lan Jianren. Lin Feng had always detested those who threatened him with his loved ones’ safety. Two groups had previously tried this, and both had vanished. He wouldn’t allow this vile man to be an exception, so he made his move, instantly accelerating to the peak of his swift wind step technique. “How dare you!” The female secretary’s eyes flashed with a fierce light, her folder spinning like a deadly fan aimed at Lin Feng’s throat. At the same time, a pen she held in her right hand exploded, shooting out numerous fine steel needles in a dense, needle-like rain. This seemingly ordinary pen was, in fact, a lethal weapon. No wonder Lan Jianren was so confident being near Lin Feng; his secretary was a cold-blooded killer. The situation escalated suddenly. Lin Feng, having anticipated this, exclaimed, “Here it comes!” He had noticed the secretary’s presence from the beginning when he risked using a camera to assess the enemy’s situation. Although she was not the most dangerous among the adversaries, her hidden strength was significant. As she attacked, the camera feed showed her strength had suddenly tripled, reaching the level of an eighth-grade innate master, her name on the monitoring screen in his mind turning orange, indicating a boss-level threat. Simultaneously, the surveillance image in his mind flashed with red alerts, immediately categorizing her as extremely dangerous. She was indeed Lan Jianren’s secret weapon. However, Lin Feng’s move to grab Lan Jianren was a feint. Seeing the woman fall for his ruse, he abruptly stopped, not dodging, and faced the attack head-on, successfully drawing everyone’s attention. All the black-clad men were shocked, instinctively stepping aside to avoid the poisonous needles, thus freeing up space for Lin Feng. It appeared that Lin Feng had been hit by the needles, and the folder had seemingly decapitated him, but the needles only hit the wall behind, melting into it with a pungent, acidic smell, creating a large hole. Just then, Lan Jianren, standing at the staircase, let out a scream. Another Lin Feng emerged ghostly from behind him, gripping his throat, instantly reversing the situation. Everyone was stunned. How could Lin Feng, who was just moments ago seemingly killed by the poison needles, now appear at the staircase entrance five meters away, capturing their boss? Was he some kind of ghost capable of teleportation? The secretary reacted the fastest, rushing forward with another pen filled with poison needles aimed at Lin Feng.
“Want to see who’s quicker?” Lin Feng chuckled coldly. “Sisi, save me!” Lan Jianren screamed in agony, but Lin Feng exerted a slight force, and his screams were cut off, unable to utter even a “fart.” A strange light flashed in the eyes of the female secretary, but ultimately, she was concerned for her boss’s life and refrained from making any further moves.
In fact, Lin Feng had intentionally left an opening earlier, having mastered the Swift Wind Steps to a divine level. In previous encounters, to avoid drawing too much attention and to conceal his true capabilities, he had only moved slightly faster than an average person. It was only at this critical moment that he unleashed his true speed advantage, causing everyone to wildly attack the afterimages he left behind, thinking they had already killed him. This technique of creating illusions was inspired by Lin Feng’s reflections on game strategies, exploiting the brief visual discrepancy when the human eye scans objects, using an instant burst of extreme speed to appear in two different places simultaneously. The risky move paid off.
