Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 2271: Comparing Lions to Dogs

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In the blink of an eye, he appeared over ten meters away. How is this game even playable?

If Su Ni hadn’t appeared just now, and Lei Ming had attacked him proactively, wouldn’t he have died miserably? The astonishing pace and speed he displayed now would make anyone think of dreadful consequences.

“Su Niu, I’ll play with you some other day, I’m busy today.” As his words fell, Lin Zifeng’s figure appeared again, this time atop a skyscraper hundreds of meters away from the bar. Looking from a distance, in the pitch-black night, one could only capture a fleeting shadow rapidly disappearing, finally turning into a tiny black dot.

“Boom!”

Everyone’s mind trembled fiercely, and they stared in the direction Lin Zifeng disappeared. Everyone laughed foolishly, their faces suddenly fluctuating with uncertainty.

“A ghost! It must be a ghost! Seeing ghosts, really seeing ghosts!”

In the crowd, it was unclear who first shouted about ghosts, but instantly the previously fierce and aggressive group became flustered.

Even Su Ni felt a loud thud in her brain, a blankness unable to be described in words.

She had seen many skilled masters, but one who had just been bragging and chatting with her and then suddenly vanished without a trace was someone she had never encountered before, and it was her first time witnessing it.

“God, what kind of luck is this? I actually saw a ghost alive, nearly turning into a disaster.” Lei Ming clutched his just-recovered lower half, sweat drops the size of beans streaming down his forehead.

It wasn’t just him who was terrified; even Li Wen, who was overly arrogant and had just been eating, had a dramatic change in expression, his legs shaking, inwardly sighing how remarkably lucky he was. Had he rashly provoked him earlier, he might already be a lying corpse.

“Su Bureau, what should we do? How should we resolve this?”

The police brought by Su Ni were collectively breaking into a cold sweat. It was their first time encountering such a bizarre event, and even experienced officers familiar with turbulence were panicking, while the newly graduated and auxiliary officers were directly showing signs of weakness.

“What’s with the panic, what era is this? As police, burdened with the nation’s duty, how can you still believe in such tales of ghosts and gods?” Su Ni reprimanded sharply.

Come on, you’re not afraid, you’re not afraid, but don’t break into a cold sweat.

Police are human too, born and raised by parents, aren’t they scared?

With basic salaries, risking their lives for duty, who enjoys it? Of course, standing and speaking without feeling back pain.

“I say, Lord Zifeng, with your strength, you could easily annihilate those small fries in seconds. Why did you flee so desperately, which seems out of character for you? If it were me, I’d slap those ants to death directly. After all, you’re the new master of Mu Ruoyun. If the Beast Emperor were here, he’d have slapped them dead long ago.”

In the Demon Bracelet Space, Mu Ruoyun’s dissatisfied voice echoed.

Lin Zifeng shook his head with a bitter smile, replying sulkily, “You are the Divine Artifact Spirit, having followed the Beast Emperor, an extraordinary figure nearing the Divine Level. Logically, your temperament should be at a high realm. What is it? Just a few insignificant mortals scolding a couple of times, and yet you can’t stomach it?”

“Tch~ I’m just an Artifact Spirit, not a human. Don’t impose your esteemed sentiments on me. As for me, I don’t care for this set.”

Mu Ruoyun wasn’t one for schemes; in her view, such insignificant ants could just be killed with no meaning.

But, to Lin Zifeng, it held a different significance. He had also navigated from an ordinary mortal, understanding the freedom and importance every life possesses.

He had no justification to determine others’ lives; he had life, so did others. As lives, how could they be distinguished as mere ants?

“Us cultivators defy the heavens, pursuing life’s origin and limit. The more people we kill, overwhelmed by killing intent, it’s not necessarily a good thing for cultivators themselves. Maybe when encountering a Thunder Tribulation in the future, the deep resentment from killings might have an inexplicable origin concerning the Tribulation? Indeed, a truly powerful contender aims further, like an old mother dog barking at a lion.

The lion wouldn’t even pay attention. Do you know why?”

“Why?” Mu Ruoyun asked.

“Even the lion knows that if it lowers itself to the level of a little dog, then it would not be a lion, not the ruler of the savanna. Such a simple truth, even the lion understands, could it be you, such a mighty creature, don’t know?”

“Tch, stop, don’t keep mentioning lions or such. I am the supreme Artifact Spirit, a Divine Artifact Spirit destined for endless fortune in the future. Don’t compare me with lower creatures, alright?”

Mu Ruoyun was speechless, aware she was indeed the Beast Emperor’s Divine Artifact Spirit, finding comparisons with lions or mother dogs utterly revolting.

“Alright, Lord Zifeng, let’s not discuss meaningless stuff anymore. What should we do next? What tasks need to be done?”

“What do you mean?”

“Of course, it’s your so-called confidante on your shoulders. Surely you don’t intend to carry her with you. If so, others might consider you a monster. Ultimately, there must be a resolution method for the situation.” Mu Ruoyun snorted.

“Don’t worry, I know the right degree, you should quiet down.”

“Oh, you’re so quick to send me back to quietude. These times, haven’t I saved your life many times? Don’t forget because of beauty in your arms.”

“Goodness! You really talk a lot!” Lin Zifeng was utterly speechless, forcibly pulling his consciousness out of the Magic Bracelet, not wanting to continue interaction. If continuing, afraid his heart would really be disturbed by her.

He saved Zhao Xuemo once; it indeed came with huge challenges, deciding how to handle Zhao Xuemo next?

It’s unlikely he’d just ignore Zhao Xuemo; that clearly wasn’t his nature.

“Zhao Xuemo, oh Zhao Xuemo, blame me, Lin Zifeng, for owing you so much. If not for me, perhaps you wouldn’t be in your current state.”

With a sigh in his heart, Lin Zifeng decided to take her back to where she used to live, ignoring other matters.

After all, this issue came upon him, if he hadn’t encountered it, he would have simply remained someone unaffected.

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