Chapter 113 - 21: This Boss Really Knows How to Treat People

Chapter 113: Chapter 21: This Boss Really Knows How to Treat People

The next morning.

Feng Yin dressed neatly, slung his Sword Box and Protective Gear case over his back, and left his apartment to enter the elevator. The elevator descended five or six floors before slowly coming to a stop. As the doors opened, two neighbors appeared in Feng Yin’s line of sight. They were a young man and woman, arms linked, looking very much like a newlywed couple.

Feng Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, silently returning their nod of greeting.

The couple stepped inside and glanced at the elevator buttons. Seeing that Feng Yin had already pressed the button for the first floor, they didn’t press any others. They stood with their backs to him, facing the doors, seemingly having no intention of striking up a conversation.

Feng Yin’s nose twitched slightly. He asked politely, "Neighbors, have we met before?"

The woman didn’t move, but the man turned his head and looked at Feng Yin with a smile. "Oh? Have we?"

"In the hospital, just a few days ago, right?" Feng Yin said.

The man’s eyes flickered as if recalling the memory, and then he let out a hearty laugh. "I remember now! You were visiting a relative or friend that day, weren’t you?"

Feng Yin nodded. "Yes. You live here too?"

The man smiled and nodded. "Yeah, my wife and I just moved into this neighborhood not long ago. What about you?"

Feng Yin smiled. "I also just moved here less than a week ago. How should I address you?"

"I’m Zheng Xing, and this is my wife, Lu Shuang," the man replied. He gently pulled the woman’s arm, and she turned back to give Feng Yin a shy smile.

Zheng Xing smiled at him. "And what’s your name?"

Feng Yin offered a bashful smile of his own. "Just call me Xiaofeng."

By this time, the elevator had reached the first floor, and the three of them walked out together.

Zheng Xing reached out and patted Feng Yin’s arm, laughing cheerfully. "Meeting by chance must be fate. Let’s exchange numbers. I know a villa in the suburbs where they raise their own chickens and ducks. The food there is absolutely delicious.

"The farm owner is a great guy, and he gets a lot of repeat customers. We should grab a meal there when we’re free. My treat."

Feng Yin smiled and nodded. "Sounds good, I love a good meal. I’ll wait for your call then, Brother Zheng."

He took out his phone and exchanged contact information with Zheng Xing before they bid each other farewell.

***

Feng Yin turned right and headed toward the neighborhood’s main gate. The couple watched him leave before turning around and leisurely strolling through the residential complex.

GULP.

Lu Shuang swallowed hard. She grabbed the hand Zheng Xing had just used to pat Feng Yin, brought it close to her nose, and took a deep sniff. A look of sheer intoxication washed over her face.

Zheng Xing chuckled. He pulled his hand back, brought it to his own mouth, and gently licked it with his tongue. "How is it?" he asked with a soft laugh. "Smells incredible, doesn’t it?"

Lu Shuang smiled gently, though unbridled greed flickered in her eyes. "It really does. The scent of a Fierce Level is so addictive... I wish we could dig in right now."

Zheng Xing let out a dark chuckle. "That’s because you haven’t tasted an Instant Level yet. That’s true fragrance. Unfortunately, I’ve only managed to get a single lick of one over the past few years."

***

Meanwhile, as Feng Yin made his way to the adjacent villa district, he quietly pondered the situation with the young couple.

This time, he was absolutely certain. The strange stench he had smelled was emanating from Zheng Xing and Lu Shuang. He hadn’t expected to stumble upon the answer right away for something he had been mulling over just before bed last night. At least it saved him the trouble of investigating.

Now, Feng Yin’s main concern was finding out who these two really were. Both of them carried that bizarre, distinct stench, lived in his exact neighborhood, and had just happened to move in recently. Calling it all a coincidence simply didn’t add up. It was hard for him not to suspect that the couple was targeting him specifically.

Why would they be after him?

To put it bluntly, as a transmigrator who had only been in this world for about a month, Feng Yin was essentially a blank slate who had appeared out of nowhere. Aside from his deep interactions with the people from the Gangrou Sect, he had no ties to anyone else.

If he ruled out benevolent connections, there were only a few possible scenarios that could pose a threat to him.

First, the battle-crazed "Ya Lie," who had reportedly gone missing, might have finally discovered that he was the Black Armor Swordsman and was coming for revenge.

Second, the Werewolf he had slain might have had comrades who somehow tracked his location and were planning to exact vengeance.

Third, his identity might have been exposed during one of his Transformations, drawing the attention and investigation of a special faction.

The third scenario was undeniably the biggest threat, though its likelihood seemed relatively small at the moment.

Other than these, Feng Yin couldn’t really think of any other possibilities. After all, his intelligence was only at an average level; at best, he was just a bit more cautious than most. Rather than relying on his own wits, he’d much rather put his faith in the Giant Sword Dragon Slayer he had acquired last night. Martial might was the ultimate truth!

Having figured this out, Feng Yin felt a bit more at ease. He was right—invincible martial strength was his only true reliance.

Currently, he was in Celestial Essence, where the public order was more than ten times safer than on Border Prison Island. Furthermore, Celestial Essence was a country that strictly prohibited citizens from owning firearms—even the Sheriffs from the Security Bureau rarely used firearms while on duty. This gave someone like him, a cheat-like individual equipped with Armor, an extra sense of security.

Even if an Instant Level expert came for him, he was confident he could use the miraculous properties of his Armor to turn the tables and kill them.

But if an Absolute Powerhouse came...

Feng Yin shook his head in self-deprecation. Instant Level experts were one thing—there were probably a thousand or two in all of Celestial Essence. But as for Absolute Powerhouses? There might not even be twenty in the entire country. If a top-tier expert on the same level as his master really wanted to hunt him down, he might as well just pray for a miracle.

Therefore, regardless of the young couple’s true background, Feng Yin was fully prepared to deal with them.

As he pondered, his walking pace didn’t slow down in the slightest. He soon arrived outside the gates of the villa district, and at a glance, spotted Xiao Yu, who had been waiting for him for an unknown amount of time.

Xiao Yu had been eagerly craning her neck, spotting him even before he saw her. She excitedly stood on her tiptoes and waved. "Eldest Junior Brother! Over here!"

The Rich Lolita’s lively and adorable smiling face instantly swept away the gloomy clouds lingering in Feng Yin’s mind. He raised his hand, waving back with a smile. After meeting up, they got into Xiao Yu’s private car together.

As soon as they got in, Xiao Yu shuffled over closer to Feng Yin, her face brimming with gossip. "Hehe, Eldest Junior Brother, I’ve got some explosive news for you."

"Oh?" Feng Yin smiled. "What is it about?"

Xiao Yu giggled mischievously. "It’s about Junior Martial Uncle Bai, Bai Canglan."

Feng Yin felt a stir of curiosity. "What happened?"

Xiao Yu stealthily covered her small mouth and leaned in close to Feng Yin’s ear, her breath smelling sweet like orchids. "Junior Martial Uncle Bai has a thing going on with our master."

Feng Yin was left speechless. His lips twitched. "How do you know that?"

Xiao Yu sported a sly grin. "Didn’t I volunteer to arrange accommodations for Junior Martial Uncle Bai yesterday? I tricked her into spilling a lot of information.

"You know, I’m the Detective Queen of Coastal City! Even though Junior Martial Uncle Bai was stammering and extremely guarded, based on the clues I pieced together, she definitely has an earth-shattering romance with our master!"

As Xiao Yu said this, her large, round eyes sparkled with the light of confidence and wisdom.

Feng Yin gave an awkward smile. "We shouldn’t spout nonsense without any proof, right?"

Xiao Yu immediately got worked up. "What do you mean, no proof?! Let me tell you, whenever Junior Martial Uncle Bai mentions our master, she instantly turns into a resentful ex-lover!"

"Hey, hey." Feng Yin covered her mouth with his hand. "Xiao Yu, loose lips sink ships. If Junior Martial Uncle Bai finds out you’re making up stories about her, she’ll teach you a lesson in a heartbeat."

"Mmph, mmph!" Xiao Yu was initially annoyed that Feng Yin had covered her mouth, but upon hearing his warning, she immediately shrank her neck back and fell silent.

Feng Yin let go, and Xiao Yu immediately began scolding him. "Eldest Junior Brother, don’t you know how to respect your elders? I’m your Senior Sister! Can you just casually cover your Senior Sister’s mouth like that?"

As she spoke, she viciously poked Feng Yin’s arm with her pale, slender index finger. Her round cheeks were flushed a faint pink.

Feng Yin smiled faintly, changing the subject. "So, is there any other news besides that?"

Xiao Yu lifted her chin proudly. "Of course there is! And this time, it’s about you."

Feng Yin perked up.

Lowering her voice, Xiao Yu said, "Junior Martial Uncle Bai said that with your extraordinary talent, Master will definitely take you back to inherit the title of Cyan Dragon Taoist. But there’s a specific part of the process she wants you to be careful about."

Such a thing existed? Xie Jingyuan hadn’t mentioned it to him at all.

Feng Yin nodded. "What part of the process?"

Xiao Yu looked somewhat thrilled. "The Battle for the Position!"

Battle for the position? From the name alone, Feng Yin could vaguely guess what it entailed.

Xiao Yu giggled. "Junior Martial Uncle Bai said that because our master has been away from the sect for over a decade, the number of successors in the Yin Yang Sword Sect’s Cyan Dragon Style hasn’t diminished in the slightest.

"The previous Stream Master personally taught many disciples, and there are naturally some very talented guys among them.

"If they refuse to accept you inheriting the title of Taoist, they can choose to challenge you and snatch the position for themselves!"

Xiao Yu patted Feng Yin’s shoulder. "Eldest Junior Brother, even I, your Senior Sister, have the right to challenge you!"

Feng Yin reached out and vigorously ruffled Xiao Yu’s small head, irritating her to the point of screaming. She swatted his large hand away.

"If you keep ruffling it, my hair’s going to fall out!"

Feng Yin withdrew his hand, a teasing smile on his face. "Senior Sister, aren’t you daydreaming a bit if you think you can beat me?"

"Hmph, hmph." Xiao Yu looked immensely proud. "I’ve started working hard now. I’ve been grinding relentlessly every single day, not even going out when Shen Jia asked me to hang out.

"With my invincible talent, I’ll definitely keep getting stronger and stage an epic counterattack. By the time you return to the Yin Yang Sword Sect, I might even be able to instantly defeat you with one hand."

As she spoke, Xiao Yu couldn’t even keep a straight face and burst into laughter.

Feng Yin had no idea what to do with his quirky Senior Sister. Choosing to simply ignore her, he pulled out his phone and started reading the current news.

***

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