He walked over in a few steps, pulled a neatly folded dark purple leather armor from the bundle on his back, and handed it to Lin Feng with both hands.

"Lord Lin, you don't know, but we saw that greatsword on your back from outside the city just now."

"The few of us were muttering that this kid uses a spear, yet he's carrying a two-handed greatsword; he definitely won't use it himself and will most likely trade it."

"We were still wondering how to bring it up to you, but we didn't expect you to mention it first."

"What do you call this? How do you say it in your Great Xia language?"

"A mutual attraction," Lin Feng said.

"Right! A mutual attraction!" Ivan laughed loudly.

He stuffed the leather armor into Lin Feng's hands, then carefully took the blood-fury war blade from Lin Feng.

He held the hilt with both hands, raised the greatsword to his eyes, turned it over and over to look at it, and lightly brushed his fingertips over the blade, feeling its cold sharpness.

The five people behind him also crowded around; some touched the blade, some looked at the guard, and some made "tsk tsk" sounds of admiration.

"Good sword!" Ivan held the greatsword across his chest and weighed it.

"Formation Breaking Slash, Fury Accumulation. Strength plus four, attack power eighty."

He looked up at Lin Feng, "This sword is worth it."

Lin Feng looked down at the leather armor in his hand.

【firm rock leather armor (Purple)】

Type: Leather Armor · Chest

Equipment Requirement: constitution ≥ 30

Basic Attributes: constitution +4, Defense +70

【Special Effect 1 · Heart of Rock】 (Passive) 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

After equipping, increases constitution by 6 points.

【Special Effect 2 · Firm Rock Block】 (Passive)

When the holder performs a block check for damage, they gain an additional 50 points of defense for damage reduction.

Good! Lin Feng sighed inwardly.

A total of ten points added to constitution, seventy to defense, and an extra fifty points of defense reduction when blocking.

He put away the firm rock leather armor and cupped his fists toward Ivan: "Thank you."

Ivan waved his hand, still looking at the greatsword without even raising his head.

Ali Khan only spoke after seeing the transaction successfully completed.

Standing at the head of the table with his hands behind his back, his gaze swept over Lin Feng and Liu Zhenshan before turning to Ivan and the other five, his voice solemn and steady.

"Lord Lin, Deputy City Lord Liu, and brothers from Russia. Without you, Kara Holy City could not have been held in today's battle. On behalf of Tieba Kingdom and Kara Holy City, I thank you."

He paused, his voice lowering slightly, but every word carried weight.

"From today on, Great Xia and Russia are the best friends of Tieba Kingdom. Tieba Kingdom will never forget this kindness."

Ivan leaned the blood-fury war blade against the chair and said seriously, "City Lord Ali, we are all countries of the South Pole Region, and the Orcs are the enemies of all mankind. Helping you is helping ourselves; there's no need to talk about kindness."

Liu Zhenshan also nodded, "Helping each other in times of need is only natural."

Ali Khan smiled and didn't say any more polite words.

"We'll talk about other matters tomorrow."

Ali Khan's voice carried a light sense of relief.

"Tonight, we won't stop until we're drunk. Let's go, to the Banquet Tower."

Everyone stood up. Hamza, Hassan, Faizan, Zayn, and Zala walked in front, while the six people from Russia followed behind.

Ivan was still showing off the blood-fury war blade to his companions, saying, "This sword is much stronger than my old one."

Liu Zhenshan and Lin Feng walked side by side at the very back. Liu Zhenshan whispered, "Not a bad trade."

Lin Feng nodded.

In the main hall on the second floor of the Banquet Tower, the long tables had been rearranged.

The tablecloths had been changed to deep red, the tableware was silver, and the wine glasses were polished bright.

Waiters entered in a line carrying trays, and dishes were served one after another.

Roasted Snow Camel Meat, pilaf, Snow Mountain Wine, roasted naan, preserved fruits, and dried fruits filled the table.

Ivan drank the most. He held his wine glass and toasted everyone one by one: Ali Khan, Liu Zhenshan, Lin Feng, Hamza, and his five companions.

By the time he reached Lin Feng, his face was already flushed red, and his speech was a bit slurred, but he still drained his glass in one gulp.

Then he patted Lin Feng's shoulder and said, "Lord Lin, when you come to Russia in the future, I'll treat you to the best Vodka."

Lin Feng agreed with a smile and drank a glass.

Liu Zhenshan also drank quite a bit, matching Ivan for several rounds until Hamza talked him out of it.

Hamza himself didn't drink much, spending most of his time pouring wine and serving food for everyone.

Faizan put down his glass after only a small sip and leaned back against his chair with his eyes closed, as if resting his spirit.

Zala drank the most wildly. She lost a finger-guessing game to a powerhouse from Russia and was forced to drink three glasses. She slumped onto the table and wouldn't get up, eventually being carried back by Zayn.

The banquet lasted for nearly two hours.

The Snow Mountain Wine had quite a kick. Although Lin Feng only had a few glasses, his head felt a bit dizzy.

While the others were still reveling, he quietly slipped out of the Banquet Tower and walked back to his small courtyard along the main street.

The night wind blew against his face, chilly and refreshing, clearing his head of some of the tipsiness.

Most of the celebrating crowds [N O V E L I G H T] on the street had dispersed; only a few taverns were still lit, with noisy laughter and the sound of clinking glasses coming from within.

When he returned to the courtyard, several maidservants were still waiting at the door of the main house.

Seeing Lin Feng enter, they quickly bowed in greeting. The leader asked softly, "My lord, the hot spring is ready. Do you need a massage?"

Lin Feng nodded, "We'll talk about that after I've soaked."

He took off his outer clothes and boots, placed the Wildfire Spear and firm rock leather armor by the bed, and walked barefoot into the hot spring pool.

The pool water was very hot; his skin turned red when he first sat down, but he quickly adapted.

He leaned against the wall of the pool and closed his eyes, feeling the hot water envelop every inch of his skin.

Once he put on the purple leather armor, his constitution would break sixty.

All three attributes would break sixty; Level 29, three sixties.

Even a fourth rank lord was only at this level, and he was only at his second promotion.

Once the Great Wall was built and he got the Third Rank class book, his strength could reach another level.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, stood up from the pool, dried himself with a bath towel, changed into a clean bathrobe, and walked back to the bed.

Several maidservants came in with essential oils and hot towels. The leader knelt by the bed, poured the essential oil into her palms to warm it up, and gently pressed it onto his shoulders.

The pressure was just right, and the acupuncture points were found with precision.

Lin Feng lay on the bed with his eyes closed, feeling his muscles being kneaded open bit by bit.

Today's fatigue seeped out from the gaps in his bones, only to be squeezed out bit by bit by the massaging fingers.

Comfortable! He said secretly to himself.

After the massage ended, the maidservants bowed and withdrew, gently closing the door.

Lin Feng rolled over, pulled the quilt up to cover his shoulders, and stared at the ceiling.

The chandelier had been turned off; only the moonlight from outside leaked through the gaps in the curtains, casting a silvery-white band of light on the floor.

His breathing gradually steadied, and his consciousness sank into darkness.

Outside, the wind from the snow mountains howled, carrying the last burst of laughter from the Banquet Tower in the distance.

Goodnight.