Era of Magic and Martial Arts-Chapter 359 - 343: The Last

Late-night snack?

Another late-night snack!

The ungrateful son is enjoying a late-night snack, the filial daughter is also enjoying one, while I, the miserable old father, am still going hungry at night, with my stomach growling in the cold night wind?

Feng Ju tugged at the thin collar of his uniform, the biting cold wind brushing against his cheeks.

Feng Ju’s mood instantly soured again, and he suddenly understood why the noise on the phone felt familiar.

It was the subtle sound of delicate ingredients being gently separated, accompanied by a contented sigh that made one’s mouth water.

Feng Ju arrived at a conclusion that made him uncomfortable:

"Both my daughter and that ungrateful son are enjoying a midnight snack?!!"

Feng Ju furrowed his brow slightly but still gently advised:

"Since you had a midnight snack, don’t rush to sleep later. Practice a bit to digest the food before resting."

Without waiting for his daughter’s reply, Feng Ju added:

"Since a classmate invited you for a midnight snack, make sure to return the favor later. Never be stingy, understand? If you run out of money, just ask your mom for more when you get home."

Unlike the way he scornfully and coldly reprimands his son, Feng Ju’s education of his daughter has always been thorough and meticulous from a young age.

Let’s say this, Feng Yuhuai has always been outstanding in interpersonal relations, earning the love of her classmates and teachers. Besides her own talent, Feng Ju’s meticulous guidance deserves much credit.

"I know, this is a very good friend of mine. We always share good things with each other, and we will continue to do so without boundaries, hehe—"

Feng Yuhuai’s sweet and gentle voice came through the phone, instantly soothing the lingering irritation in Feng Ju’s heart, bringing a relieved smile back to his face.

"As expected of my beloved daughter, everyone loves to invite her for late-night snacks. The ungrateful son is different; his snacks are prepared by subordinates.

Hmph, the friendship between classmates is genuine and sincere, while invitations from subordinates to dinner are nothing but hollow flattery. Yet this ungrateful son can’t understand this simple truth and still boasts in front of me, utterly ridiculous."

Feng Ju thought habitually comparing the ungrateful son to the filial daughter, and his mood improved immediately.

Over the phone, his daughter’s sweet voice continued to come through:

"Dad, did you call for something else? My classmate is urging me to join them for the late-night snack; it will lose its flavor if it gets cold."

Feng Ju cleared his throat and said, "It’s nothing, Dad just wanted to ask you, have you had any contact with your brother Feng Mu recently?"

On the other end, Feng Yuhuai’s expression turned slightly strange. She was surprised that her father suddenly mentioned her brother.

In the past, when talking to her on the phone, her father rarely mentioned Feng Mu.

After a brief moment, the sweet voice replied through the phone:

"Not really, I called him twice before, but he didn’t answer. I think he’s probably avoiding me, so I didn’t disturb him anymore. Dad, did something happen to him?"

"No, since there’s no contact, you should avoid contacting him in the future. Don’t let him influence you or lead you astray."

"Oh, I understand, I will follow your words, Dad."

Feng Yuhuai’s response was full of understanding and compliance. Feng Ju felt increasingly satisfied and reassured hearing this.

As expected of the obedient daughter, unlike the ungrateful Feng Mu, she is so much easier to handle.

Feng Ju’s throat moved slightly, and the words he originally intended to say were left unspoken. He initially wanted to give her a few more instructions, thinking that as his daughter grows older, there are some essential survival skills she needs to learn.

For instance, how to handle extreme situations, how to escape from danger, how to ensure she survives even if her friends don’t, and so on.

In the end, Feng Ju didn’t say anything. He thought that he must have been muddled by anger towards the ungrateful son to even entertain such absurd thoughts.

His daughter Feng Yuhuai has always been well-behaved and kind-hearted, destined to be guided by light in her future. She doesn’t need to be tainted by these shadowy methods; they are unnecessary for her.

Feng Ju affectionately advised: "Alright, go enjoy your late-night snack, and remember what I said."

The tail end of the voice on the phone was a bit indistinct, as if sweetly coquettish: "Don’t worry, Dad, I’ll exercise a bit after enjoying the snack to help with digestion..."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Ju sat back in the car and lit a cigarette, filling the vehicle with smoke.

Dong Ping promptly lit one too and reported:

"I just got some information from Chen Yang. This kid is tight-lipped, didn’t mention Li Shang at all, nor did he reveal that Feng Mu is your son—he acted completely oblivious and insisted it was just an impulsive act on his part to earn credit."

Feng Ju sneered dismissively, responding with a cold smile:

"Young people these days are full of pretense, each of them better at acting than the next. Hmph—let’s go, I’m getting hungry; let’s find a place to have some late-night snacks."

"Yes, Captain Feng."

Dong Ping immediately put on a flattering smile:

"I happen to know a place famous for its bone broth; the beef offal has a unique texture and taste. Give me a chance tonight, let me treat the Captain to a taste."

Feng Ju glanced at him with a smile, saying, "Alright, then I’ll give you a chance tonight. Let’s go and call the brothers to join us."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yuhuai slowly crouched down, gently stroking Xiaojuan’s cheek with her slender hand.

The room was pitch black, with the only light source being the unextinguished bluish glow of the phone screen, reflecting the delicate skin on Xiaojuan’s neck.

Tears glistened at the corner of her eyes, her lips parted slightly, emitting faint and fearful breaths.

Xiaojuan’s once beautiful face now showed unusual changes, some indescribable patterns faintly appearing beneath her skin, pulsating as if alive.

Dark marks slowly spread along Xiaojuan’s neck.

Wisps of life and energy flowed gently from her body, drawn into Feng Yuhuai’s body.

Feng Yuhuai hadn’t lied to her father; her roommate truly invited her to share a late-night snack, except that the snack was... cough, cough, cough, something unspeakable, unspeakable indeed.

Feng Yuhuai was perfectly capable of finishing everything instantly, but she deliberately slowed the pace because she truly loved Xiaojuan.

After all, dining has its own etiquette; it’s not just about consumption, but also about using the opportunity to bond and communicate with friends.

So, Feng Yuhuai genuinely wished to spend a little more time with Xiaojuan, to enjoy this final farewell dinner together.

Moreover, this was likely to be their last late-night snack together. She believed that Xiaojuan, just like herself, hoped this process could last a little longer, a little slower.

They were all good friends, truly reluctant to part with each other.

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