Chapter 611
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Chapter 611: Identity Exposed
Shame!
The humiliation of Jian Shou is immense!
In Zhang Bolun’s conjecture, it was clearly Lin Feng who struck him three times, and yet he not only suffered no harm but also disdainfully remarked, “Are you hitting my chest with your little fists?”
But what is this now?
He actually allowed a small-time cultivator in the Transformation Stage to humiliate him in front of his future wife and father-in-law!
“Small-time cultivator, I want you dead!”
Zhang Bolun roared, summoning his magical artifact, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Lin Feng!
“Are you really that strong?”
Lin Feng sneered, pointing a finger, and thousands of sword shadows hovered around him.
He was also prepared to take down Zhang Bolun!
Forget the older generation!
A mere youth dares to act recklessly in front of me, the Blood Mist King?
As the battle was about to erupt, at that moment, the Demon Lord above suddenly waved his hand and said lightly:
“Alright! Let’s stop here. It’s getting late; I’ve arranged guest rooms for you. You should go rest!”
“Please, Demon Lord, give me a chance to fight him to the death!”
Zhang Bolun’s expression was ferocious.
Having suffered such a great loss, how could he just let it go?
“You boasted, and now you’ve been humiliated. Do you still dare to defy my will?”
The Demon Lord coldly looked at Zhang Bolun.
Hearing this, Zhang Bolun’s heart trembled, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He felt he had been a bit too reckless to speak to the Demon Lord in such a tone!
“My young master is inexperienced; please forgive him, Demon Lord!”
At this moment, the old protector hurriedly stepped forward to explain.
“In this vast world, there are countless geniuses. But to become strong, talent alone is not enough; you also need intelligence, understand?”
The Demon Lord snorted coldly.
Once these words were spoken,
Zhang Bolun and the old protector dared not utter a sound.
Zhang Bolun glared fiercely at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with murderous intent!
In his view,
all of this was because of Lin Feng. If it weren’t for Lin Feng, how could he have made such a fool of himself?
“Fool!”
Lin Feng spat out two words.
Zhang Bolun seemed to have found a lifeline and hurriedly looked at the Demon Lord with excitement, reporting:
“Demon Lord, you heard him call me a fool!”
Lin Feng couldn’t help but laugh, saying:
“Are you a product of the nine-year compulsory education system? How can you be so funny?”
The Demon Lord also shook his head slightly.
Just now, Zhang Bolun indeed appeared majestic, a true dragon among men, but unexpectedly, he was toyed with by Lin Feng’s few words.
This had nothing to do with talent;
it was entirely due to his low emotional intelligence!
Such a person was absolutely unworthy of his daughter!
“Alright! You all go rest…”
The Demon Lord was too lazy to say more and left the conference hall with many elders of the Demon God Clan!
Seeing this scene,
Zhang Bolun felt extremely aggrieved and even wanted to attack Lin Feng, but was timely stopped by the old protector beside him.
“At this point, if you act now, it will only disappoint the Demon Lord even more! Go back and think of a way…”
The old protector whispered.
Zhang Bolun could only leave a harsh remark, threatening:
“Bai Feiyu, wait for me!”
“Sure, when you come over, I’ll definitely arrange a full-service experience for you, ensuring you die in peace…”
Lin Feng scoffed, not taking Zhang Bolun seriously at all.
Zhang Bolun’s breath quickened upon hearing this,
and he hurriedly followed the old protector out of the conference hall.
He feared that if he didn’t leave now, he would truly lose his rationality and would want to bite Lin Feng to death!
…
Not long after,
everyone in the conference hall dispersed.
Under the guidance of Mo Ye, Lin Feng arrived at a guest room of about fifty square meters, fully equipped with living facilities.
“Your performance just now was acceptable! However, the Zhang family is not simple; you still need to be cautious moving forward!”
Mo Ye looked at Lin Feng with a kind expression.
Faced with Mo Ye’s gaze,
Lin Feng felt it was somewhat strange.
It was like a father looking at his son…
But he didn’t think too much about it.
“Also, you will stay here for the next few days waiting for news. Don’t wander around unnecessarily to avoid causing trouble! I can’t guarantee your safety, understand?”
Mo Ye earnestly reminded him.
“Where can I go to wander around in a place I’m unfamiliar with?”
Lin Feng shrugged nonchalantly.
“That’s best! I have some matters to attend to; you should rest early. If you have any requests, you can contact me, and I will do my best to accommodate you.”
Mo Ye patted Lin Feng’s shoulder and turned to leave.
Lin Feng watched Mo Ye leave, feeling quite complicated.
He truly didn’t understand why Mo Ye was being so nice to him.
This made him feel a great sense of guilt!
“Ha~”
After pondering for a moment,
Lin Feng walked to the window and looked outside,
noticing that the Demon God Guards were patrolling back and forth,
making it a heavily guarded area!
So he decided to play it safe and wait until dark to assess the situation.
…
On the other side,
after leaving Lin Feng’s room, Mo Ye went directly to a luxurious palace.
Inside the palace,
the Demon Lord was sitting at a table, leisurely watching his daughter prepare roasted chicken for him. Upon seeing Mo Ye arrive, he gestured for her to sit down and eat together.
“What is this?”
Mo Ye asked curiously.
“Roasted chicken!”
The Demon Lord replied leisurely.
Mo Ye was taken aback but didn’t ask further.
Instead, she silently tore off a chicken leg, took a bite, and found the roasted chicken surprisingly unpalatable; not only was the outside burnt, but the inside was also raw!
“Demon Lord, this chicken…”
Mo Ye looked at the Demon Lord enjoying it so much, unable to find the words!
“Do you think it tastes bad?”
The Demon Lord asked.
Mo Ye nodded.
“It’s fine; I thought it tasted bad at first too, but you get used to it. After all, it was made by Lily herself! You know, among my many offspring, I owe her the most.”
“I just don’t understand why, upon returning from her escape, she suddenly developed a liking for roasted chicken…”
The Demon Lord said slowly.
Upon hearing this, Mo Ye seemed to think of something and nodded, choosing not to say more.
The two finished the entire roasted chicken like this…
The Demon Lord elegantly picked up a napkin from the table, wiped the grease from his mouth, and said lightly:
“Have you investigated Bai Feiyu’s background?”
“This person seems to have appeared out of nowhere; there were no traces of him before. However, since he can break the heavens with a single sword strike like the White Robe Sword Master, he should be the disciple of the White Robe Sword Master!”
Mo Ye recounted the series of events that had occurred in Xihai City,
and emphasized that Bai Feiyu was a capable and good child.
The Demon Lord did not respond but frowned slightly.
“Demon Lord, what’s wrong? Is there something off about this Bai Feiyu?”
Mo Ye asked cautiously.
“Nothing, you can leave now.”
The Demon Lord waved his hand.
“Alright!”
Mo Ye had no choice but to leave.
After Mo Ye left, the Demon Lord walked to the window, gazing into the distant sky, his expression deep and murmuring to himself:
“With a disguise, what is this person’s true purpose?”
…
Time flew by quickly,
and soon,
darkness enveloped the entire Demon Realm, with Xizhou shrouded in pitch black.
Lin Feng also opened his eyes from meditation, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes, ready to explore the Demon Realm and see if he could find the Demon Flower.
However,
at that moment,
“Crack!”
The door to the room was suddenly pushed open forcefully from the outside.
Immediately after,
the cold and beautiful Mo Li strode in.
Unlike her daytime appearance in a black long dress,
at night she wore a blood-red long dress, her petite figure delicate, and her face adorned with the unchanging dark-themed makeup, resembling a blood-stained jasmine flower!
Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward with a smile and said:
“Little Princess, what brings you to find me so late?”
“I heard you killed Jing Chuan Zilong?”
Mo Li’s enchanting eyes coldly fixed on Lin Feng.
