Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 752 - 485 What to do when encountering a snake spirit_1

Chapter 752: Chapter 485 What to do when encountering a snake spirit_1

"I thought you’d climb over the fence from the section in front!"

Feng Chi came back to his senses, pointed at the lower section of the wall in front, then gestured toward the side, staring at Feng Yi in shock:

"Why did you climb over from this side, it’s so high! Did you grow wings and fly over?!"

Last time Feng Chi saw someone jump down from the height of two stories was on a movie set, watching a top-tier actor make the leap from that height.

But the movie set had plenty of safety precautions, and even then, it didn’t look this easy!

Feng Yi patted his shoulder: "Just a bit of basic skills."

Just now, he sensed there were no other people around, and since his location was closer to this side, he didn’t want to go around the front of the house, so he took a shortcut over the wall.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Chi put away his phone and clapped enthusiastically: "Not even a two-story drop can phase you, you really are the tough guy who can wander alone in the tropical rainforest!"

He didn’t mention his earlier attempt to secretly film Feng Yi climbing the wall.

"No wonder the directors and coaches of our show can’t stop talking about you. During training, whenever the guests are slacking, they bring you up to motivate everyone. Tsk!"

As he talked about this, Feng Chi remembered a moment during filming.

"Once, when we were discussing wilderness survival, someone mentioned your solo expedition into the mountains, and one of the guest brothers meant to say that you’re in a different profession and shouldn’t be compared to us, but he misspoke and said ’different species’!"

Feng Yi: "..."

Feng Chi sighed: "The brother corrected himself later, but we all agreed that the slip up was classic! Unfortunately, that bit was cut during post-production."

If it involved any other celebrity, a slip of the tongue would just be a mistake that could turn into an anecdote. But this show was special, and the production team had to consider the feelings of the United Regulatory Agency. Feng Yi’s personal status was also extraordinary; they couldn’t just make a joke out of it casually.

Feng Yi didn’t want to continue discussing this topic here, pointing to the nearby courtyard house: "Friend’s place, he’s not living here right now, I’m staying here temporarily. Let’s go inside and rest for a bit."

"I’m quite thirsty. Hey, this looks like a great place, but let’s still go to the club I booked; the atmosphere is even better there!"

Feng Chi said this, but hesitated to talk about private matters in someone else’s place.

Even if a friend was very close, Feng Yi couldn’t really treat this place like his own home, could he?

"Where’s the door?" Feng Chi asked.

"The side door is sealed and not unlocked; let’s go around to the main entrance," Feng Yi said.

"Alright then!"

Soon, the two men were walking arm in arm, with Feng Chi whispering to Feng Yi about the amusing things that happened in class today.

After walking a bit further, there were other people.

Feng Chi’s voice dropped even lower, but he was so engaged he didn’t stop, leaning in closer to Feng Yi for a private conversation.

An elderly man up ahead, with hands clasped behind his back, glanced in their direction and laughed to another person riding a bike:

"Ha, just saw those two puppies whispering to each other over there!"

Feng Chi immediately took offense, thinking: Who are you insinuating is whispering, old man?!

Just as he was about to retort, he saw two Pekingese dogs nearby, literally nibbling at each other’s ears.

... It was a literal description, not a metaphor for their private conversation.

Feng Chi coughed lightly and said sheepishly, "These two dogs too, why do they bite ears even when they’re fighting?"

"Enough, let’s go; the main gate is just ahead. Let’s go in and take a rest," Feng Yi said, leading him inside.

After resting for a while, they got ready and set out again.

The courtyard house had a garage with a prepared car; Jia drove them to the address given by Feng Chi.

Feng Chi mentioned that this club was pretty crowded even during the day.

After swiping his membership card, Feng Chi led Feng Yi upstairs, well-acquainted with the way to the reserved private room.

"The private rooms upstairs are typically not open to the public, only to members. Many businessmen conduct dealings here, and the privacy is quite good. Whether you want to listen to live music or not, you just have to close the windows."

Feng Yi nodded: "Indeed suitable for a loud and secret conversation."

Feng Chi laughed heartily: "Whispering isn’t satisfying when chatting! You’ve gotta laugh out loud, curse out loud!"

They sat down in the private room, undisturbed by others.

Feng Chi picked up a bottle to pour drinks: "Let’s have a little wine, but not too much; I still have a training class later. Might even have to do extra practice tonight."

Feng Yi agreed: "I can’t drink too much either; I have a meeting tomorrow with quite a few leaders from the United Regulatory Agency."

When dealing with the United Regulatory Agency’s people, a more cautious demeanor was needed, a sober mind was necessary; he couldn’t afford to be fuzzy-headed since he was planning to pass the buck in tomorrow’s meeting. His brain couldn’t be muddled by alcohol!

Their purpose wasn’t really to drink, and before they had more than a couple sips, Feng Chi eagerly began to talk about the follow-up to the old man consulting the Taoist.

"They even chose a date, conducted a grand ceremony at the ancestral grave late at night. I didn’t see it firsthand, nor did others attend, so I can’t provide details, but I imagined a midnight dance party at the gravesite.

"Can ancestors really offer their blessing this way? Wouldn’t they roll over in their graves? Anyway, I didn’t see any significant effect.

"Rumor has it within the family that the old man is reaching out to other sects, including a foreign one. I’m perplexed; can a foreign sect be effective? Would the ancestors be put off by foreign practices?"

Feng Chi was full of doubt as he spoke, then turned to ask Feng Yi:

"How about you? Everything been smooth for you these days?"

"I’m doing well," said Feng Yi.

Not only had he shed his skin but also had a "friendly sparring" session with the Butterfly Project team.