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Chapter 10: Leave Room for Others

She happily held onto Chen Feng’s finger, unable to wait as she wanted to run into the courtyard. The soft and adorable little girl was overjoyed, “Papa, look, I caught it~”

Chen Feng’s lips curled in a gentle smile as he followed the bouncing little girl back into the courtyard.

When they entered the study and Chen Feng began playing cartoons with the projector, Little Linglong obediently sat on her small stool, clenching her little fists, brimming with excitement.

Although there was no Nezha in the cartoon, there was a very cute little character who gently guided the little girl to learn daily common sense.

Little Linglong watched with great interest and found it especially fun.

But this little one soon started shouting that she needed to pee~

At that moment, Chen Feng remembered that Little Linglong ate quite a bit of watermelon in the evening, so he knew he would be busy later.

He helplessly patted his forehead, then picked up the folder on the table and looked at the book catalog on the cover. All of these books were already sorted and arranged on the bookshelf.

Not only were there children’s enlightenment textbooks, but also some basic physics and chemistry, as well as entire volumes on cold weapons and modern weaponry.

Even cultivation manuals from various schools and sects were collected there.

On the last page of the catalog, it read: “Strive for well-rounded development in morality, intelligence, and physical fitness!”

Chen Feng’s eyelids could not help but twitch.

When Little Linglong finished watching the cartoon for the day, sleepiness quickly overcame her, and when Chen Feng held her in his arms, the little baby let out a soft yawn and soon fell sound asleep on her daddy’s chest.

Chen Feng smiled, held her gently, and laid her quietly onto the bed in the bedroom, covering her with a light towel blanket.

With a gentle snap of his fingers, the noisy sounds of insects and frogs were instantly blocked out, and a refreshing scent lingered in the room. Little Linglong sprawled her limbs out comfortably, sleeping in the shape of a big “X,” while a crystal-clear drool appeared at the corner of her mouth.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, narrowing his eyes slightly in a pose half-asleep, half-awake. Yet his mental energy spread outward, centering on himself, and the scene inside and outside the room appeared vividly in his mind.

It felt just like the legends of leaving one’s body, as if he became an overseeing spirit, and if he wished, he could observe the whole world under his perception.

Little Silly slept soundly in the golden bamboo grove in the yard.

Many villagers hunted cicadas in the bamboo forests, and Chen Feng’s parents were busy as well. Whenever there was a chance to earn money, they never missed it.

So, when Chen Feng’s mind moved, those annoying mosquitoes and insects no longer dared to disturb the elderly couple.

Bursts of gentle wind occasionally drifted by, making them feel very comfortable and relaxed.

Those security corps soldiers seemed to blend into their surroundings. As long as they did not move, no one could detect them.

They looked almost invisible.

Chen Feng noticed that the bosses of the cicada buyers entered the depths of Old Dragon Mountain, carrying rechargeable solar lights, sweating profusely but with excited expressions.

Old Dragon Mountain stood right behind Qingquan Village and could be regarded as part of the primeval forest.

If someone walked along the mountain range, they would soon enter the largest transverse mountain system in Dragon Nation: the Great Green Ridge.

It supported abundant biodiversity, nurturing countless rare flora and fauna. Many mainstream Daoist sacred grounds lay within the Great Green Ridge mountains.

Chen Feng felt slightly curious. Why did that group of cicada buyers venture so deep?

That chubby man, who looked just like a Maitreya Buddha, shook with rolls of fat and sweat constantly pouring out. He gulped down a large mouthful of bottled water and gasped, “Old Liang, can you manage?”

The man called Old Liang looked about fifty, with dark skin, a thin and wiry build, a circle of beard on his lips, and a fierce face. He stood around 1.7 meters tall, and only his forehead and vest showed a trace of sweat, not like the chubby man dripping all over.

Hearing the fat man’s words, Old Liang laughed, “A man never admits defeat.”

“Fatty, you’re just too weak!”

The other two joined in with wicked chuckles, making the fat man roll his eyes.

“Our task is just a baby panda and a young clouded leopard. We can split the two million once we’re done.”

“Old Wang, Old Zhang, you’re both veteran hunters. Don’t drop the ball on this one,” the fat man reminded them sternly.

The two who had just been laughing turned serious. “Don’t worry, Boss Zhong!”

When Chen Feng heard their conversation, he instantly realized the truth. They posed as cicada buyers, but in reality, they snuck into the mountains for poaching.

Maybe Brother Qiang worked for them, subcontracting the dirty job to scum like Zhao Lun.

Otherwise, why the obsession with a baby panda?

Chen Feng originally did not want to meddle in such matters, but thinking of his own identity, he opened his eyes with a hint of helplessness.

As a top member of Dragon Nation’s security division, ensuring the safety of both people and wildlife stood as his responsibility!

He silently stood up and stepped forward. The space before his eyes rippled like water, and in a flash, Chen Feng disappeared into it.

The next second, he appeared like a ghost behind the fat man and Old Liang’s crew.

“Gentlemen!” This sudden voice startled the fat man so much that his body went rigid with fear and he dared not move.

Old Liang whirled around fiercely and bellowed, “Who’s there?”

With a wave of his hand, a cold flash shot rapidly toward the source of the voice.

Chen Feng raised his hand and caught the arrow fired from the hand crossbow between his fingers. He snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with menace, and the arrow shot back like lightning.

That fellow only felt a chill on his forehead, and the world spun as he fell dead to the ground, mouth agape in a tragic end.

The fat man and his two companions trembled all over when they saw Old Liang’s skull pierced by the arrow, dying so horribly.

“Carry that bastard’s corpse down the mountain,” Chen Feng ordered blandly.

The solar lamp’s beam shone on his figure, and the fat man’s throat went dry when he saw Chen Feng. He swallowed nervously and stammered, “Brother, leave room for others. We might meet again someday.”

“Old Liang brought this on himself; we never had any grudge. I’ll give you five hundred thousand if you let us go—is that good?”

Chen Feng let out a soft sigh, “You really think only of yourself, huh? Fatty, you’re quite something.”

“Too bad—birds of a feather flock together.”

“Just now, Old Liang tried to kill me. What sort are the rest of you?”

Indeed, the fat man made calculations in advance, his mental abacus clicking away as he aimed to get out alive first and seek revenge later.

After all, Chen Feng killed Old Liang instantly, and he knew he could not match that.

He could only focus on saving his skin for now.

Over the years, Chen Feng met all kinds of people while working outside—he saw plenty groveling for their lives, and those trying to buy their lives with money were simply too many to count.

The fat man’s tone turned more forceful. “Brother, I recognize you!”

Chen Feng replied in a roguish way, “Fatty, those who’ve seen me and lived—I can count them on one hand.”

Old Wang and Old Liu looked at Chen Feng, saw he stood alone, and sneered, “Kid, do you understand what it means that two fists can’t beat four hands? There’re six hands here.”

Seeing their faces, Chen Feng grew impatient. “You refuse the drink offered and insist on a penalty instead. Damn it.”

“Nangong Xian!”

Out of the darkness, the bear-like Nangong Xian strode out, followed by a dozen ghostlike soldiers. “Chief, please give the order!”

When he saw this, the fat man’s legs went soft and he immediately collapsed to the ground, staring at Chen Feng in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost. He murmured, “We only came into the mountains to buy cicadas. Why go to such lengths? Brother, you really think highly of us.”

Nangong Xian reached out his large palm and lifted him up, “Fatty, you’re just unlucky. Our chief just got home three days ago.”

“You’d better confess later if you don’t want to die like that guy.”

“Chief, how do we handle this corpse?”

Chen Feng sneered, “Just a desperate criminal—burn it.”

Nangong Xian nodded. With a wave of his hand, a soldier in camouflage stepped forward and snapped his fingers. A tiny flame landed on Old Liang’s body and instantly set it ablaze.

In no time, the fire died down, leaving only a small pile of ashes on the ground.

Nangong Xian nudged the ashes and wiped away the traces.

Old Wang and Old Liu had never witnessed such a terrifying scene and went limp with fear, soiling themselves on the spot.

The fat man was a bit steadier but his scalp tingled. What kind of people had they run into?

They only wanted to poach after all; why did they deserve such treatment?

Old Liang was so pitiful—cremated even after dying!

When they were escorted down the mountain, Old Wang and Old Liu were stuffed into a police car right in front of the fat man, while he himself ended up alone inside a special operations armored van.

Soon, the fat man admitted everything.

A big boss wanted a baby panda and a clouded leopard cub, so, as the middleman, he organized people to prepare the goods and would trade them for cash after delivery.

He had done plenty of such jobs before, but never thought he would get caught in Qingquan Village.

He anxiously eyed Chen Feng, who sat across from him with one leg crossed, as well as the intimidating Nangong Xian, who stared at him coldly. The fat man sat up straight, lips dry, terrified he would be killed at any moment.

However, Chen Feng chuckled softly, “Fat Boss, you’re a cicada buyer, right? Wait a few days before you leave, understand?”

“Tell that big boss—someone disrupted his business, got it?”

On Chen Feng’s face, the fat man saw a cat-about-to-eat-mouse expression. He nodded frantically, “Chief, I understand. I’ll definitely cooperate.”

Chen Feng joked, “You can also try not cooperating.”

The words nearly stopped the fat man’s heart. He truly did not dare—he could only cry out to his mother in silence!

With a wicked smile, Chen Feng stepped out of the van and vanished in an instant. The fat man thought he was seeing things. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and in the summer night’s stifling heat, a chill ran through his whole body.

Nangong Xian kicked him out of the car. “Behave, try to earn a lighter sentence.”

The vehicle drove off into the distance, leaving the fat man standing at the edge of the deserted bamboo forest. He wanted to cry but could not shed any tears, feeling at that moment as if the whole world had abandoned him.

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