"Hehe... Old Xu indeed has sharp eyes..." Lin Feng awkwardly laughed as he stepped out of the crowd, scratching his head and looking at Xu Yishan.

"Hmph... Lin Feng, Lin Feng, you’d better remember, I have long retired, and being here today is just to give you face and serve as a signboard. You’d better behave and take care of things; if I get displeased and leave, then you’re on your own..."

Xu Yishan was quite dissatisfied with Lin Feng. Of course, what he was most dissatisfied with wasn’t Lin Feng failing to stop Lian Zhenzi just now, but rather this guy Lin Feng running away when he wanted him to publicly agree to marry Xu Jing at the table! Truly, there’s no hope for improvement for some rotten wood, and mud can’t be used to build walls. What’s wrong with Little Jing that she doesn’t match up to you, you brat?

"Alright, alright... I know you’ve contributed greatly, Old Xu..." Lin Feng responded with a bitter smile, nodding repeatedly at Xu Yishan.

"I’ll leave this to you to handle... I’ve just exercised a bit, and now I’m quite tired, going to find a place for some tea..."

Saying that, Xu Yishan ignored Lian Zhenzi who was glaring at him from the ground and simply shook his hand and left.

Seeing Xu Yishan depart, those younger members of the Kongtong Sect finally dared to approach Lian Zhenzi, cautiously helping him up from the ground...

Lin Feng smirked coldly at these guys from the Kongtong Sect, thinking that had Old Xu not stepped in first, Lian Zhenzi would have died very unpleasantly...

As those younger from the Kongtong Sect were supporting Lian Zhenzi towards the resting room, whether out of curiosity or sensing something, he subconsciously turned his head and shot a cold glare at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with malice.

Lin Feng didn’t take it seriously; Even if unhurt, Lian Zhenzi wouldn’t be his match, let alone just having been beaten up by Old Man Xu. Lin Feng simply didn’t take him seriously.

"Are you two alright?" Lin Feng turned around and walked up to Luo Wen and Yu Fei, who were wearing Jiangzhou Evening News interview credentials around their necks, smiling and asking.

"Nothing wrong..." Luo Wen recognized Lin Feng, knowing he was the owner of Longfeng Martial Hall, and his inner panic finally eased a lot.

"Cough, cough... Boss Lin..." Yu Fei struggled to speak, his eyes a bit red, staring at Lin Feng. He initially wanted to complain, but upon opening his mouth, he found he didn’t know how to explain what had happened to Lin Feng, temporarily lost for words; even a top student from the journalism department didn’t know how to organize words for a complaint...

Yet Lin Feng already knew what happened, secretly laughing inside. Although he felt a bit sorry for Yu Fei’s plight, he didn’t sympathize much with Yu Fei; who told this guy to have a loose tongue... There are plenty who don’t believe there are martial arts masters in the world, but how come only you got beaten?

Even if that old man from the Kongtong Sect didn’t beat you, I’d also want to teach you a lesson! With such thoughts in mind, Lin Feng wouldn’t care about Yu Fei’s life or death.

"Since you two are alright, I’ll arrange a room for you to eat and rest." Lin Feng didn’t bother chatting with Yu Fei, directly instructing a waiter to lead them to a room to rest; whether they needed rest, Lin Feng didn’t care.

Dusk gradually fell, and colorful neon lights illuminated the hall of Longfeng Martial Hall, calming down the originally excitable journalists who wanted to see the drama. At this moment, these reporters had witnessed that, at least, there are real masters in this world.

Meanwhile, the security at Longfeng Martial Hall began asking these journalists to put away their cameras and phones with cameras, although they weren’t adamantly confiscating the equipment, anyone unwilling to hand over their devices was politely asked to leave.

Soon, under the night sky, many business vehicles drove directly to the entrance of Longfeng Martial Hall, dropping off guests who were clearly more energetic and spirited than ordinary people. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

As yet another wave of guests entered, Lin Feng suddenly noticed a familiar silhouette...

She was a very beautiful woman, dressed in figure-hugging leather attire, boasting an impressive S-shaped figure, with a slender waist and full hips, **** prominently showing, and an exquisite, cold face appearing quite alluring under the neon lights, simple, tied-up long black hair adding to her freshness and a touch of heroic spirit...

This woman was Ye Lin, the team captain of the Nanjiang District Police Bureau’s Detective Squad!

"Why is Ye Lin coming?" Lin Feng was stunned for a moment; he couldn’t recall when he invited Ye Lin to attend the opening ceremony.

However, this doesn’t mean Lin Feng wasn’t welcoming Ye Lin’s arrival, just that he felt Ye Lin’s identity was similar to Wu Mei’s and was not quite suitable to appear here.

"Xiuyue, who got out of that car?" Lin Feng turned his head and glanced at Zhu Xiuyue beside him, casually asking.

Zhu Xiuyue was responsible for sending invitations, and she knew quite a lot about each guest’s information.

"Those are people from the renowned martial arts family Ye Family in Jiangnan..." Zhu Xiuyue pointed distantly at the elderly figure walking beside Ye Lin, saying, "That’s Ye Zhong, head of Ye Family, known for his famous Falling Leaves and Blossoms hand..."

Falling Leaves and Blossoms hand! Lin Feng nodded; he had heard of this martial art, rumored that cultivators could strike out nearly a hundred times in a short second, catching countless falling leaves and flying petals.

However, Lin Feng didn’t know Falling Leaves and Blossoms hand belonged to Jiangnan’s Ye Family, nor did he know Ye Lin was from Jiangnan’s Ye Family!

Thinking about it now, Lin Feng realized that given Ye Lin’s young age, being both a martial arts expert practicing Inner Strength and acting as team captain of a police bureau’s detective squad, her family background must be quite remarkable.

Since Ye Lin was part of Jiangnan’s Ye Family, her participation here at the martial arts tournament made perfect sense; comprehending the situation, Lin Feng decided to approach Ye Lin and say hello...

However, just then, Lin Feng saw a young man with slick, shiny hair suddenly stepping swiftly ahead of those Ye Family members, blocking Ye Lin’s path and extending his hand...

Lin Feng’s eyes squinted slightly, his facial expression subtly shifting as he casually walked over.

Soon, Lin Feng heard the conversation between the young man and the Ye Family group.

"Ye, Ye Lin... You came too, I, I thought you wouldn’t be interested in occasions like this..."

The young man blocking the Ye Family group seemed just over twenty, face full of excitement, speaking a bit stumblingly.

"Mu Ziying..." Ye Lin gave this young man blocking her an unhappy glance, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly, and said somewhat displeased, "Are we that close? What’s up with you? Blocking the way?"