Flowers of Espionage Huang Fugui, the Weasel Delivery Boy

The Li Family was shrouded in gloom and misery.

Throughout the estate, white mourning banners fluttered, and cries of grief shook the heavens.

Li Tianhe wore mourning clothes and knelt before the memorial hall, weeping as if his heart had been torn apart. He beat his chest and stomped his feet, looking as though he might follow his father and brother at any moment.

His grief-stricken appearance moved every mourner who had come upon hearing the news, and they all sighed that the Li Family had produced such a filial son.

Yet in Huang Fugui's eyes, it all felt wrong.

"Tut, tut, tut. That acting is even more exaggerated than mine."

Huang Fugui squatted on a beam in the memorial hall, munching on sunflower seeds he had no idea where he had swiped, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"His crying is loud, and his expressions are spot-on, but his eye sockets are a little too dry. He can't even squeeze out a drop of cat tears. Bad review!"

He remembered Lin Feng's orders and kept the entire Li estate under surveillance.

During the day, Li Tianhe mourned in the memorial hall and received guests, putting on a flawless performance.

At night, he dismissed every servant and returned to his room alone. The grief on his face instantly vanished without a trace, replaced by a near-pathological excitement and fervor.

He even took out a fine wine he had treasured for years, poured himself drinks before the mirror, and laughed like a three-hundred-pound child.

"It worked... it all worked! Hahahaha!"

"Father, Brother, rest in peace! From now on, the Li Family is mine!"

Huang Fugui curled his lip as he watched from outside the window. "I knew it. This brat really is no good bird."

Just as Li Tianhe faced the mirror and dreamed about his wonderful future life,

A shadow nearly merged with the darkness of night, appearing on his roof like a ghost without a sound.

It was an assassin dressed in black, with only a pair of icy eyes exposed.

He had concealed his aura to the utmost degree. He landed without a sound, like a falling feather.

"He's here!"

Huang Fugui instantly perked up. He stopped eating seeds, his tiny mung-bean eyes opening wide and round.

The assassin took out a blow dart as thin as a cow's hair from his robes, aimed it at Li Tianhe below, and was about to strike.

Huang Fugui chuckled, opened his little mouth, and gently blew toward the assassin's soles.

"Bone-Corroding Demonic Wind!"

The assassin was concentrating his qi when his feet slipped, as though he had stepped onto ten-thousand-year ice. His body tilted, and with a "thud," he fell straight off the roof and landed face-first like a dog eating dirt.

"Who?!"

Li Tianhe jumped in fright and turned to see a man in black sprawled in his courtyard.

The assassin was a ruthless man as well. Knowing that he had been exposed, he rolled to his feet, drew a dagger coated in deadly poison, and prepared to silence the witness.

But after only two steps, his vision suddenly blurred.

More than a dozen identical weasels in tattered Daoist robes appeared from nowhere and surrounded him tightly. Every one of them winked and pulled faces at him.

"Yellow Wind Phantom!"

The assassin was dumbfounded on the spot. He had roamed the martial world for years and killed countless people, yet this was the first time he had seen such a bizarre sight.

While he was stunned, Huang Fugui's true body had already circled behind him. With one swift, precise, ruthless move—"Monkey Steals the Peaches"!

"Aooow—!"

An inhuman scream rang through the Li Family's rear courtyard.

Half an incense stick later, in Lin Feng's courtyard.

"Master! A live one! I caught him!"

Huang Fugui gleefully dragged over a black-clad man tied up like a rice dumpling, with a stinking sock stuffed in his mouth, and tossed him before Lin Feng.

"This guy's a tough bone, stubborn as a mule! No matter how I forced a confession, he wouldn't talk! Master, your methods reach the heavens. You'll definitely be able to pry his mouth open and find out who's pulling the strings behind the scenes!"

Though the assassin had been tortured beyond human shape, his gaze remained vicious. He glared at Lin Feng as though saying, "Kill me or carve me up as you please. Don't dream of getting even half a word out of me."

Lin Feng had been resting with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he slowly opened them.

He glanced at the assassin on the ground.

Then he casually drew the newly acquired Killing Blade and lightly swept it across the assassin's neck.

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A fine head rolled off to one side.

[ Ding! Successfully killed a True Qi Realm Level 8 assassin! ]

[ Critical multiplier increased to 116x! Obtained 1500 Crit Points! ]

Huang Fugui: "???"

The corpse on the ground: "???"

Huang Fugui was completely dumbfounded. The important witness he had painstakingly captured was just... gone?

Lin Feng had not even asked a single question like, "Who sent you?"

"Master... aren't you... going to interrogate him?"

"Interrogate what?"

Lin Feng sheathed his blade and said calmly, "A waste of time. Next."

"N-Next?"

Huang Fugui felt that his demon brain was about to overload.

Over the next two days, the same scene played out repeatedly in Lin Feng's courtyard.

On the first night, a poison expert disguised as a cook had just slipped poison into Li Tianhe's soup when Huang Fugui, transformed into a cockroach, blasted her unconscious with a "demonic qi fart."

Lin Feng raised his blade and brought it down. Crit Points +1200.

On the afternoon of the second day, a master archer hidden atop a distant tall building was preparing to snipe Li Tianhe. Before he could even nock his arrow, Huang Fugui used sunlight reflected from a mirror to blind his dog eyes, sending him tumbling from the building.

Lin Feng raised his blade and brought it down. Crit Points +1800.

On the second night, twin assassins skilled in joint attacks had just infiltrated Li Tianhe's bedroom when they were confused by Huang Fugui's prearranged "Demonic Qi Soul-Bewildering Formation." The two spun in place more than three hundred times before becoming dizzy and vomiting all over the ground.

Lin Feng raised his blade and brought it down. Crit Points +3000.

By the third day, Huang Fugui had become completely numb.

Squatting on Lin Feng's shoulder, he looked at yet another "experience package" dragged back into the courtyard and asked weakly,

"Master, tell me... what exactly is the meaning of my existence?"

"I thought I was your right-hand man, the chief intelligence Manager under your command, a rising flower of espionage in this dark world."

"But now I realize I was wrong."

Huang Fugui's little face was filled with philosophical sorrow.

"I'm just a delivery boy."

"A premium delivery boy who specializes in delivering 'head takeout' to you."

Lin Feng patted his little head and comforted him. "Don't talk about yourself like that."

A trace of hope lit up in Huang Fugui's eyes.

Then Lin Feng said in an extremely serious tone,

"With me, you're not a delivery boy."

"You're... the buffet refill attendant."

Huang Fugui: "..."

Over at the Li Family, after losing seven or eight waves of top assassins in a row without even touching the other side's clothes, the hidden mastermind finally seemed to realize a serious problem.

There seemed to be an invisible, absurdly powerful, and utterly unscrupulous bodyguard beside Li Tianhe.

Thus, the assassination attempts temporarily ceased.

The entire Li Family returned to its superficial peace.

Lin Feng, however, still felt unsatisfied.

"That's it? I've only just finished warming up."

Looking at his Crit Points, which had surged by another huge amount, he considered whether he should take the initiative, drag out that rat hiding in the dark, and cut it down with a single slash.

"Forget it. I still need to cast a long line to catch a big fish!"

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