Too Late to Bet, What a Massive Loss!

"It's, it's okay!"

Seeing that Lin Feng did not reject her, the receptionist's eyes lit up. "Do you need treatment? I know a very powerful Healing Soul Master..."

Lin Feng hurriedly waved his hand. "I'm not the one who got hurt. Do I look like I'm injured?"

He truly had not suffered much damage. He had not held back at all earlier, and he had even enjoyed the fight a little.

The thought A Titled Douluo is nothing special had even crossed his mind.

However, based on what he knew of Tang Hao's character, this matter probably would not end so easily. That Old Schemer would definitely come looking for trouble again.

What he did not know was that if Lin Feng had used his Soul Skills, that would have been Tang Hao's true nightmare.

"I-is that so? That's good..."

The receptionist patted her chest, making her ample bosom sway enticingly.

Lin Feng was briefly distracted, and she noticed it.

Without giving anything away, the receptionist subtly straightened her waist, making the sight even more striking.

The lovestruck look returned to her face as she asked with deep concern, "Then should I take you back?"

Lin Feng did not know how to handle such excessive enthusiasm for a moment.

"No need."

He shook his head. "My two disciples are still at the Battle Soul Arena. Sigh, I've been delayed for so long. Their matches might already be over, and the bets I placed..."

Thinking about missing the best chance to make money betting, the anger in his heart flared up again.

"Damn it, that bastard Tang Hao made me lose so much money..."

He viciously cursed in his heart, Just wait! If you dare show up without money again next time, you can forget about keeping your right leg!

Tang Hao, already several streets away, inexplicably shivered. He even felt a faint phantom pain in his right leg.

His expression was terribly grim. He had never expected to run into such a tough opponent—powerful and completely unreasonable!

Fortunately, he had never exposed his identity. The other party probably did not know Tang San was his son. Otherwise, it would be disastrous if he went looking for trouble with Tang San.

Thoughts of revenge swirled in his mind, and a sinister gleam flashed through his eyes.

If he could not directly deal with Lin Feng, perhaps he could only start with that disobedient Little Rabbit.

Keeping a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in captivity was not difficult for him.

In the end, under the receptionist's insistent demands, Lin Feng still allowed her to "support" him back to the Battle Soul Arena.

Lin Feng naturally did not object. This young lady had secretly touched his abdominal muscles nine times and his chest muscles ten times already.

He was generous and considerate of her dignity, so he did not expose her.

The receptionist was somewhat satisfied, and in return, he occasionally gave her soft, fragrant hugs.

Actually, the receptionist had not gotten off work yet. She had simply been too anxious earlier to care about anything else.

Now, she returned to the front desk and continued working.

Lin Feng bid her farewell and headed into the competition area.

He thought, Tang Hao stepping out of the shadows may not be a bad thing.

It was better for Tang Hao to target him openly than to hide in the dark and scheme about how to deal with him.

The moment he entered the noisy passageway of the arena, three figures rushed toward him at high speed, carrying a sweet fragrance with them.

They were Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu.

"Teacher! Where did you run off to? Did you miss our matches?"

Before Ning Rongrong even arrived, her crisp, slightly anxious voice reached him first.

Xiao Wu also pouted, her large eyes brimming with grievance as she looked accusingly at Lin Feng.

Zhu Zhuqing had always been more observant and composed than the two of them.

She noticed that Lin Feng's hair was somewhat disheveled, while his collar and cuffs bore traces of dust and dirt.

There were also several tears.

These were clearly signs that he had fought someone and hurriedly tidied himself afterward.

She immediately stepped forward, her tone filled with obvious concern. "Teacher, are you all right? Did something happen just now? Were you hurt?"

This made Lin Feng glance at Zhu Zhuqing again.

This Girl was truly meticulous. He had obviously cleaned himself up, yet she had still spotted the clues.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were both stunned when they heard that. They instantly realized that their teacher had not left without reason—he had gone out to fight?

"Wuwuwu, Teacher, I'm sorry!"

Ning Rongrong's train of thought was always bizarre. She immediately slipped into melodramatic mode and pounced toward him with a tearful voice, wanting to offer him a soft embrace.

"I didn't know what you went to do just now. I was even cursing you in my heart..."

The bit of grievance Xiao Wu had felt because Lin Feng had "broken his promise" and failed to watch her match instantly vanished.

She also instinctively wanted to move closer, but she realized she did not seem to have as justified a position as Ning Rongrong. She could only stand where she was, her gaze firmly fixed on Lin Feng.

Lin Feng did not know whether to laugh or cry as he tried to peel Ning Rongrong off himself. "Stop, stop, stop! My clothes are dirty. Don't get dust all over yourself. Are you all done? How were the results? You didn't embarrass me, did you?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, maidenly pride appearing on her cool face. "We won."

Ning Rongrong immediately rushed to answer, lifting her chin high. "Of course we won! Anyone who dared try to get close to this young lady is now lying safely on the ground reflecting on their mistakes!"

Xiao Wu opened her mouth, wanting to say that she had also won and that she had fought brilliantly. Unfortunately, the person she most wanted to see it had not been there.

In the end, she swallowed her words, though her gaze became even more resentful.

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction. The result was exactly as he had expected.

He asked again, "What about the two-person team match? Did you fight that too?"

"We did, we did!"

Ning Rongrong rushed to answer, gesturing vividly as she spoke. "Same old strategy—I was responsible for Gaga, and Senior Sister Zhuqing was responsible for slaughtering everyone! The other side hadn't even figured out what was happening before they collapsed after a single exchange! It was utterly unstoppable!"

She had thought she would receive lavish praise from her teacher, but after hearing her out, Lin Feng's face instantly revealed an expression of extreme heartache.

"What a loss! What a huge loss! I didn't get to bet on you in time! A devastating loss! My Gold Coins!"

The Three Women were first stunned, then exchanged glances before they could not help bursting into laughter.

Thinking about it carefully, this reaction was the one most in line with their teacher's true nature!

Lin Feng reached out and affectionately ruffled Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's hair. "All right, you did well. Your Master's efforts weren't wasted. Extra chicken legs tomorrow!"

He did not neglect Xiao Wu, who stood nearby with an expectant look. Smiling, he said to her, "Xiao Wu, you did great too. We may not have earned much tonight, but we made a profit in the end. Come on, I'll treat you to a late-night snack! Oh, wait for me. I'll go collect the winnings from the bet I made earlier first!"

With that, he turned and dashed toward the betting counter.

"Ah! Wait!"

Only then did Xiao Wu suddenly remember that she had placed a bet too. "I-I need to collect my winnings too!"

She immediately chased after him, hopping along like a cheerful Little Rabbit.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged smiles. Both saw the same helplessness and warmth in the other's eyes.

It felt as though having a teacher like this brought them not only leaps in strength, but endless joy as well.

"Come on, let's hurry and catch up with them too!"