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Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Granting You a Lifetime Without Worries
Zhang Botian said disdainfully.
"So you’re insisting on opposing me?" Gongsun Li said with his eyes widened fiercely.
"So what if I am? Am I scared of you?!!" Zhang Botian retorted fearlessly, the two of them locking horns like bulls in heat.
Lin Feng couldn’t help but shake his head, "A bunch of people really have nothing better to do after a full meal. With your broken melon-pinched jujubes faces, you still wish to drink with a beauty."
"Who the hell do you think you are? Wait, kid, how did you get in? I’ve already reserved this third layer for myself!"
Gongsun Li then noticed that besides the few young masters from noble families, there was another diner sitting aside, enjoying his drink.
"Yeah, how come you’re here? Scram already," Zhang Botian glared and said.
Lin Feng stretched lazily, nonchalantly saying, "Weren’t you fighting just fine a moment ago? Why bother about me, continue, or your goddess will end up coming over here to drink with me."
"Come to drink with you? Drink your wine?"
Gongsun Li and Zhang Botian exchanged glances and then burst into laughter: "Kid, just look at your poor and shabby appearance. From head to toe, it’s written all over you—one word: poor!"
"That’s right, you think a pauper like you can share a drink with a goddess?? Keep dreaming, kid. Just seeing the true face of the goddess today should be enough for you to go home and burn incense in thanks."
Zhang Botian said scornfully.
And who is this Gongsun Li? She’s the beautiful and sweet-hearted lady from the Iron Halberd Divine Marquis Mansion who can play the pipa.
Who is the Iron Halberd Divine Marquis? He’s the brother of the current Hu Ben King. And he himself is a Heavenly Martial Master, so naturally, Gongsun Li’s status is not something ordinary people can compare with. Even the daughters of small families and households are not qualified to compare.
This poor drinker dares to talk in his dreams here?
However, Lin Feng just shook his head with a smirk, lifting the bottle of cheap rice wine in his hand.
"Beauty, how about a drink?"
At this scene, Zhang Botian and Gongsun Li both snickered. This kid must be an idiot, daring to use such swill fit for pigs to entertain a goddess?
But the next moment, the two of them couldn’t laugh anymore. In their sight, their own heart’s goddess actually walked over to that wild kid and then took the cup he offered and drank it down!
"This..."
Seeing this, Zhang Botian and Gongsun Li were suddenly at a loss for words, standing there dumbfounded. How could this be? How could the goddess possibly drink wine from this pauper?
"How is this possible, how could the goddess drink your poor man’s wine, why is this happening?"
Both young masters were bewildered, and they even began to question their own lives.
"Why not? Not only do I want to drink with a beauty, but I also want to take her out, travel through the sights of the Imperial City with a beauty by my side!" Lin Feng said gleefully.
"You... stop blowing hot air. You think you can take someone like the goddess out? Do you know who she is, she’s from the Iron Halberd Divine Marquis Mansion! Take a good look at yourself in a puddle, do you think you’re worthy of the goddess?"
Zhang Botian spoke with a fierce intensity.
"Indeed, if the goddess is willing to go out with you, I, Gongsun Li, will write my name backwards!!!"
"Is that so? Then you’d better open your dog eyes wide and watch!!!"
Lin Feng couldn’t be bothered with the nonsense and simply stood up. Turning back, he said to Ah Li with a smirk, "Follow me."
Blushing, Ah Li bowed slightly. Then Lin Feng walked out with his arm around Ah Li amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd. Ah Li was utterly compliant, and even the hand that Lin Feng had on her waist—an act that enraged and made many men jealous—met no resistance from her.
It wasn’t until their footsteps had disappeared that Gongsun Li and Zhang Botian finally snapped back to reality, muttering dazedly like they had lost their souls:
"Just like that, they left?"
After leaving the tavern, Lin Feng and Ah Li parted ways, with a light blush still on Ah Li’s face.
"Changed your name?"
Lin Feng asked.
Ah Li nodded, "To be exact, this is actually my real name."
Lin Feng didn’t waste any words and cut straight to the point, "How has the Iron Spear Divine Marquis been lately? Have any strangers approached him?"
Ah Li shook her head, "My status doesn’t qualify me to be close to the Iron Spear Divine Marquis. I only managed to glimpse him from afar a few times in the mansion. He seemed very robust, with no signs of poisoning as far as I could tell. By the way, may I ask you a question? Why are you worried about the Iron Spear Divine Marquis being poisoned? And what is your relation to him?"
After a moment of thought, Lin Feng replied, "You know about the Divine Wind Camp, right? It won’t be long before I participate too. By then, the Iron Spear Divine Marquis will be my mentor, so naturally, I’m concerned about him."
"Is that all?"
Ah Li frowned with disbelief.
Lin Feng didn’t affirm or deny her suspicion. It was true, but there was no way to convince her if she didn’t believe him.
"Alright then, if you don’t want to say, I won’t ask any further. I also know about the Divine Wind Camp. To be honest, I was worried you might not get selected, considering the Iron Spear Divine Marquis is one of the renowned Heavenly Martial Masters of Hu Ben Country. There will definitely be many people vying for those thirty-eight spots when the time comes. But now..."
Ah Li stopped there, her eyes twinkling with a shifting light.
She had obviously noted Lin Feng’s current level of cultivation; he was much more powerful compared to when they first met.
Lin Feng smiled at her, "Don’t worry. As long as you complete the task I gave you, I will naturally fulfill my promise to you, offering you a life of ease."
A lifetime of ease, such an ethereal promise, yet Ah Li believed without a doubt. In this world, aside from Lin Feng, only she knew the secret of Lin Feng’s Star, which was a Dragon-type Star of Ninth Grade. She didn’t dare to imagine what that implied.
"Right, you need to be careful of three people this time. These three, along with their elders, seek an audience with the Iron Spear Divine Marquis. I happened to see one of them; one is the Young Master from Thunder Mountain Villa, a Martial Master Eighth Layer with an Eighth Grade Star, very formidable. The second is the Seventh Prince of Hu Ben Country, and the third is a Martial Artist from the neighboring Chen Country. These three are the ones I know of who will also attend the Divine Wind Camp and might pose a threat to you," Ah Li said.
Thunder Mountain Villa, the number one villa under the heavens; the Seventh Prince, one of the Hu Ben King’s seven sons—all well-known figures.
Lin Feng nodded on hearing this, not particularly concerned.
In fact, out of the three people Ah Li mentioned, aside from the Martial Artist from Chen Country, who was an unknown factor and different from his previous life, the ones from Thunder Mountain Villa and the Seventh Prince had indeed ranked in the top two in his past life when Lin Feng was just in the teens.
