Chapter 1: Shen Qingyu, an old acquaintance?

  Ling Fei dialed Xiaolan's phone, and it took a long time for her to pick up; "Hello... who is this?" Ling Fei coughed: "It's me..." Xiaolan exclaimed; "Boss?! Where have you been? No news for over a month?!"

  Ling Fei smiled mischievously; "Nothing, just a small accident. Ah, I remember last time letting Xiao Shang tell you, I have a student who is an Esper of the Spiritual System, right?"

  Xiao Lan hesitated for a moment: "Want to test him?" Ling Fei nodded; "That's right, it's better to test him, his ability is relatively... rare, based on my observation, it should be very rare to control time."

  Xiaolan didn't respond for a moment, and after a few seconds, her voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement; "Really? Time manipulation?! If we can grasp the power of time manipulation, I think the day when we eliminate that organization is just around the corner!"

  Ling Fei took a glance at Chu Feng, who was hesitating in front of the Tian Xiang Men gate, and snorted: "I reckon there's no door to speak of. When this kid is ruthless, he's like nothing you've ever seen before; but when he's cowardly, you'd want to kick him to death with one foot. What I'm afraid of is that he'll fall apart at the critical moment."

  Xiao Lan smiled; "Alright, alright, boss. When you have time, bring him to see me." Ling Fei curled his lips; "I'll take him to see you later, don't worry about it. That's all for now, hanging up."

  After finishing, Ling Fei hung up the phone, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Chu Feng who was still standing in front of the Tian Shang Men gate, hesitating whether to go in or not. He sighed softly and whispered: "Little guy, I hope you won't let me down, get through this difficult time, and you will face a brand new world..."

  ……

  Chu Feng stood in front of the Tian Shang Ren Jian door, looking at the soft light and elegant music through the tempered glass door. Several waiters were constantly shuttling up and down the stairs. Chu Feng knew that what he saw was only the facade, and the real big shot was upstairs or downstairs.

  Biting back a retort, I finally lowered my head in defeat, silently thinking to myself: "I guess I still lack courage after all..."

  Ling Fei stood not far behind him, watching the scene unfold, and said in a voice that Chu Feng could just hear: "If you want to be a real man, lift your legs and walk in for me!" The voice was not loud, but it had an unusual persuasive power, and some passersby couldn't help but look at him. Ling Fei's hands were inserted into his pockets, and his eyes were fixed on Chu Feng's back.

  Chu Feng heard Ling Fei's words, and for some reason, a warm feeling rose in his heart, his whole body felt numb, and he got goosebumps. Chu Feng clenched his fists; "This is... hot blood..." He psyched himself up in his heart, then under the watchful eyes of the two security guards, he pushed open the door and entered the Tian Shang Ren Jian, quickly walking towards the front desk in the hall, shouting in his heart: "Damn it! Die if I must! But even in death, I'll die like a man!"

  "Good day, sir. What can I get for you?" The waiter's professional smile was met with Chu Feng's deep breaths as he tried to muster up courage. Looking at the waiter's handsome face, Chu Feng forced a fierce expression onto his slightly immature-looking face and slammed his hand onto the marble counter, making a loud slapping sound that made him wince in pain. His voice became like a broken trumpet, shaking with a hint of a sob; "I'm here to collect protection fees! Get your boss out here!"

  The front desk attendant looked at Chu Feng a few times, apparently thinking he was joking, and said softly: "Little brother, stop messing around, where are your adults? This is not a place where children can come by themselves." Chu Feng was taken aback, knowing that the other party had underestimated him. He put his other hand on the marble counter as well, but this time he was clearly more cautious and gentle. He said fiercely: "I'm not joking with you! I've come to collect protection fees!"

  The waitress showed a hint of sympathy on her face, took out a red ticket from her uniform and handed it to Chu Feng, comforting him: "Little brother, did you run away from home? Take the money and go eat something, poor thing. Be careful when you leave, those security guards are fierce. Sister is busy, you can go now."

  Chu Feng blankly accepted the money, watching as the waiter disappeared from view. He rubbed the red ticket in his hand, feeling an urge to cry...

  ……

  Ling Fei looked at Chu Feng holding a 100-yuan bill in front of him, his mouth twitching violently; "You...can you collect protection fees up to 100 yuan?" Ling Fei cursed inwardly; "Damn it, how can my student be so useless? If that kid Mo Ye finds out, won't he laugh at me to death?!" Thinking of Mo Ye, Ling Fei's originally good mood sank into a low valley. Mo Ye was still in the hospital, unconscious and unresponsive, although his life was saved, but there was a possibility that he would never wake up again, becoming a vegetable...

  Ling Fei let out a sigh, took the 100 yuan from Chu Feng and directly stuffed it into his own pocket, saying viciously: "Go! Go collect protection fees!" Chu Feng was so scared that he trembled: "Teacher, don't make me go, look at my small build, if I go, I'll be asking for death."

  Ling Fei glanced at him a few times, curled his lips, took out the pack of cigarettes he had just bought from his pocket, and lit one for himself; "Rather than living in weakness, it's better to die with dominance. You've said it before, escaping this time, what about next time? And the time after that? People need to learn to face things head-on. Alright, I'll allow you to use your special abilities."

  Chu Feng's already gloomy face turned even more bitter after hearing Ling Fei's words; "Teacher, I...I can't use that ability now, otherwise do you think I'd let those Northern High School brats chase me all over the streets?"

  A flash of surprise flickered in Ling Fei's eyes; "You can't use your powers either?" As soon as he spoke, Ling Fei knew he had misspoken. Sure enough, Chu Feng looked up at him and said, "Teacher, you..."

  Ling Fei nodded, his tone somewhat helpless; "You think I wanted to? This thing is like a menstrual cycle, it comes when it wants and leaves when it wants." Chu Feng forced a few laughs; "Teacher, where did you go for over a month? After that outing, you disappeared. We thought you quit, if we hadn't asked the principal, we wouldn't have known you took leave."

  Ling Fei hehe smiled and turned around to face the huge road, looking at the traffic and crowds; "Stop nagging, like an old man, go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

  Suddenly, Ling Fei saw a familiar face, but it would be more accurate to say an enemy. A bright red Ferrari drove up and stopped in front of the Tian Shang Ren Jian entrance. A woman in a black evening gown got out, carrying a small black bag. Her long hair covered her skin behind her back, but it was still vaguely visible, giving people endless imagination.

  When Ling Fei saw her profile for a moment, he sneered and hid behind Chu Feng. The woman was none other than Shen Qingyu, who had been slapped by Ling Fei last time. After getting out of the car, she leaned against the car door, matching the evening dress with elegance and wildness, nobility and unruliness. Chu Feng stared at Shen Qingyu intently; "Teacher, did you see? It's Shen Qingyu! Shen Qingyu! I want to go get an autograph." Before he finished speaking, Ling Fei had already disappeared when he turned his head back.

  Chu Feng was surprised to find that Ling Fei had a smile all over his face, walking towards Shen Qingyu. Shen Qingyu seemed to have also seen Ling Fei and her whole body was trembling slightly. Ling Fei walked forward and greeted her, "Miss, I don't know if you still recognize me?"

  Shen Qing's eyes were blazing with anger, her beautiful eyes seemed to be spitting out flames that could burn Ling Fei to death. To put it in a cliché way, if looks could kill, Ling Fei would have been drinking and playing chess with the old master Yan long ago.

  Ling Fei's strange tone and pitch; "Yo, Miss Shen, come on, we're old friends too, don't look at me like that or I'll get scared." Shen Qingyu calmed the anger in her chest; "Sir, I think I told you before, the humiliation you gave me will be returned doublefold."

  Ling Fei was nonchalant; "Don't call me Mr., that's too formal, my name is Ling Fei, you can call me whatever you want. And what's with the double repayment? You think throwing a few hundred bucks in my face will work? It just so happens I'm having trouble paying for meals now, I don't mind if you throw some more."

  The kind of people who think highly of themselves in this world can't deal with two kinds of people, one is those who are even more arrogant than them, and the other is shameless rascals. Ling Fei is obviously the latter.

  The gloomy and rainy atmosphere was about to go out of control, she couldn't understand where her usual composure had gone. She didn't know why seeing this man made her chest feel like it was going to erupt with anger that she couldn't suppress.

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