Chapter 16

Everyone stared at Lin Feng.

Chu Qiu, seemingly unaffected, engaged in conversation with others. Occasionally, he glanced at Lin Feng from the corner of his eye. He wished more than anyone that Lin Feng would drink the Baijia wine.

He couldn’t forget the humiliation Lin Feng had caused him.

Two slaps and a threat with company shares!

Chu Qiu had never experienced such humiliation before.

As long as Lin Feng drank this glass of wine, he could unleash the power of the media, letting the whole city know that Lin Feng, the son-in-law of the Song family, drank the hundred-spit wine at the banquet.

On the other side, Lin Feng felt several intense gazes, including Chu Qiu’s. He looked at the hundred-family wine in his hand, sensing a bad premonition.

He glanced at Song Xueyan behind him.

Song Xueyan slightly shook her head, signaling him not to drink.

Lin Feng understood and smiled at Mei Wenhua.

“Are you Mei Wenhua?”

“I am Mei Wenhua.”

“Since you admire me so much, I’ll let you drink this glass.” Lin Feng finished speaking and handed the glass to Mei Wenhua.

“No, no, no. I’ve already drunk it. If Young Master Lin doesn’t drink, it means he doesn’t give me face.” Mei Wenhua’s face darkened, attempting to exert pressure with his status.

Little did he know, Lin Feng was not falling for it.

“Young Master Mei, if you don’t drink, it means you’re not giving me face.”

Mei Wenhua felt contemptuous and thought, “Who is Lin Feng? At most, he’s just a pretty boy. Why should I give him face?”

“Since Young Master Mei is not giving face, then I won’t drink.” Lin Feng said, preparing to put the glass back.

Mei Wenhua became anxious.

“Lin Feng, let me make it clear. I’m offering you a toast to give you face. Don’t disrespect me. Considering the current strength of the Song family, I’m afraid it can’t withstand the pressure from the Mei family.” Mei Wenhua threatened with a hint of arrogance.

“Since Young Master Mei insists, I’ll drink it.” Lin Feng said, picking up the wine, preparing to drink it.

Mei Wenhua showed a delighted smile.

“Haha, Young Master Lin, this…”

Before Mei Wenhua could finish speaking, Lin Feng grabbed his mouth, then poured the entire glass of wine into Mei Wenhua’s mouth.

After pouring it all in, Lin Feng lightly tapped Mei Wenhua’s abdomen, causing him to swallow every drop of the wine.

“Ugh—”

Mei Wenhua clutched the floor, vomiting uncontrollably in the hall. Many elite young ladies also followed suit.

Disgusting. It was truly too disgusting.

Lin Feng placed the wine glass on the waiter’s tray and then turned to walk outside the hotel.

This banquet had unnecessary hostility from various factions towards him, and Lin Feng saw no reason to stay. He feared that some young master from a prestigious family might impulsively come over and cause trouble.

Leaving the Jiangzhou Grand Hotel, Lin Feng felt bored and decided to stroll along a small path.

A gentle breeze carried a captivating fragrance, prompting Lin Feng to subconsciously turn around. There, he saw the stunning Song Xueyan.

“Why didn’t you wait for me?” Song Xueyan asked.

“N-nothing.” Lin Feng scratched his head, sometimes unsure of how to interact with Song Xueyan.

“Let’s walk ahead.” Song Xueyan suggested.

Lin Feng nodded, and the two walked side by side into the sunset.

“Yan Yan, where is Uncle Song?” Lin Feng broke the silence.

Song Xueyan looked at the willows swaying by the lake and calmly said, “He stayed to attend the banquet.”

In reality, the current situation of the Song family was the most challenging.

If the Song family went bankrupt, Song Tianqing wouldn’t be afraid; at least, he had earned enough money to live without worries for the rest of his life. However, the Song family hadn’t gone bankrupt; instead, it was left with a pile of mess.

Song Tianqing wanted to clean up this mess and revitalize the Song family. To achieve that, he needed to reconcile with those he had conflicts with, call them brothers, and seek investments.

Back at the Jiangzhou Grand Hotel, in a restroom in one of the private rooms:

Mei Wenhua leaned over the sink, his face pale, breathing heavily. After Lin Feng poured the wine into him, Mei Wenhua had been inducing vomiting, feeling like he had emptied his stomach of gastric acid.

Mei Wenhua picked up his phone, trembling, and dialed a number.

“Send someone to… kill Lin Feng!”

After hanging up, Mei Wenhua threw the phone into the toilet and continued to retch.

At the same time, in a secret room at the Mei residence, an old man slowly opened his eyes.

He was one of Mei’s hidden strengths, a pinnacle expert in the Spiritual Perception Realm responsible for ensuring Mei Wenhua’s safety. When he learned that Mei Wenhua had been forced to drink the wine full of spit from different person, he decisively emerged.

By the side of Mingyue Lake:

Lin Feng and Song Xueyan strolled along the lakeside path.

Unbeknownst to them, danger was approaching.

“Lin Feng, this morning I interviewed Daoist Qinghong. He mentioned that the wooden box has a celestial array, and only you can open it,” Song Xueyan said calmly.

“What do you mean?”

“Tomorrow, come with me to Qingfeng Pavilion and visit Daoist Qinghong.”

“Alright,” Lin Feng nodded.

They had originally planned to visit Daoist Qinghong today but got delayed due to Xia Shiyu’s phone call. Going tomorrow wouldn’t be an issue.

Lin Feng was eager to understand the origin of the black dagger and the meaning behind the piece of paper. Something that could be placed together with spiritual stones and a mysterious dagger was definitely not ordinary.

Lin Feng suspected that even Murong Mengxi might be aware of the existence of the black wooden box, and it was even possible that she intentionally left it behind.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Feng suddenly felt a fragrant breeze. Song Xueyan abruptly embraced him from behind, and the pressure from her twin peaks made Lin Feng feel as if he were in a spring-like paradise.

The two of them quickly rolled onto the grass.

Lin Feng’s face turned red, feeling a bit shy. “Yan Yan, it’s not suitable here…”

Before Lin Feng could finish speaking, Song Xueyan once again hugged him and rolled on the grass.

Lin Feng made up his mind.

Regardless, it didn’t matter on the grass. After all, it was dark, and others couldn’t see.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

As Lin Feng was lost in his thoughts, three gunshots rang out behind him. In the original location of the grassy area where they had rolled, three black holes appeared.

Lin Feng’s pupils contracted.

Assassins again!

In the distance, a white-haired old man held a Desert Eagle pistol, aiming it at Lin Feng.

Song Xueyan hugged Lin Feng, rolling on the grass while evading the bullets. This was the only way she could think of to protect Lin Feng.

As a peak-level Qi Refining cultivator, Song Xueyan could easily dodge the bullets, but Lin Feng couldn’t. He was an ordinary person and couldn’t escape the gunfire.

At dusk by Mingyue Lake, many tourists were taking a stroll.

When the gunshots rang out, chaos erupted immediately. Many people screamed in fear, and some even jumped into Mingyue Lake to avoid the gunfire.

From a distance, the old man finished firing one magazine, but he didn’t load a second one. He had already realized that ordinary bullets were useless against Song Xueyan.

The old man threw the Desert Eagle into the lake.

He suddenly released his cultivation base, covering Lin Feng and Song Xueyan with his Peak Spiritual Perception Realm aura. The immense pressure made the two struggle for breath.

” Spiritual Perception Realm.!”

Song Xueyan was greatly shocked; she knew she was not the opponent of the old man.

The old man arrived suddenly, wielding his fists and striking heavily toward Song Xueyan.

Although Lin Feng was not a cultivator, he could feel the terrifying power of this punch.

He decisively held Song Xueyan, turned, and pressed her beneath him, activating his attribute’s supernatural defense. A mysterious tortoise pattern appeared in his eyes.

Absolute Defense!

“Bang!”

The old man’s punch hit Lin Feng’s back, and the powerful shockwave sent the old man flying several meters away.

Looking at his trembling and numb arm, the old man squinted slightly and said coldly, “Being able to withstand my punch without any spiritual power fluctuations, it seems you’re a attribute user.”

The old man guessed Lin Feng’s identity.

“I am your father!” Lin Feng cursed angrily, then stood up from the ground and rushed towards the old man.

The old man restrained his cultivation and assumed a defensive posture since he doesn’t know what his other abilities are since Lin Feng’s tone and posture made it clear that he was ready to fight him to the death.

“Swoosh!”

Lin Feng abruptly stopped, turned, and lifted Song Xueyan. Cheetah runes flickered in his eyes, boosting his speed. Holding Song Xueyan, he ran towards the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The old man snorted coldly.

Releasing his full cultivation, he chased after Lin Feng.

As a peak-level cultivator in the Spiritual Perception realm, even if Lin Feng’s attributes were extraordinary and his speed was unparalleled, the old man could still catch up.

One minute later.

The old man caught up with Lin Feng.

A loud “bang” echoed as Lin Feng was kicked away by the old man from a distance. Lin Feng, protected by his supernatural abilities, was unharmed.

The old man released his cultivation, enveloping Lin Feng and Song Xueyan within his Spiritual Perception realm, trapping them.

Lin Feng felt the surrounding space like a cage, unable to escape.

“If only I had that dagger with me,” Lin Feng thought.

During the day, Song Xueyan had returned the black wooden box to the Song family villa; she didn’t carry it with her.

The current situation was that the old man from the Mei family couldn’t break through Lin Feng’s defense, and Lin Feng couldn’t escape the old man’s Spiritual Perception realm. Neither could harm the other.

If Lin Feng had a suitable weapon, he could confront the old man from the Mei family.

“Kid, can’t run anymore?” The Mei family’s old man sneered. He moved his fingertips, and a long knife appeared in his hand.

“Bound Artifact!” Song Xueyan’s face turned ugly. It was her first time seeing a Bound Artifact, and she hadn’t expected it to happen like this.

The Mei family’s old man, wielding the long knife, slashed towards Lin Feng.

He hadn’t forgotten his mission.

To kill Lin Feng!

The long knife swung, intending to decapitate Lin Feng.

“Bang!”

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, followed by a “thud” sound as the Mei family’s old man in front of Lin Feng collapsed to the ground, the long knife clattering down.

Looking at the fallen Mei family’s old man.

He lay on the ground, lifeless!