Look at Us More

The Receptionist's heart churned. She wanted so badly to give herself to him; even if it happened only once, it would be enough to cherish for the rest of her life.

She knew she was just an ordinary person and that nothing between her and a Soul Master could ever be possible, yet she simply could not suppress the fluttering in her heart.

"N-no, it's nothing."

She lowered her head. "I'm just a little scared..."

While placating her, Lin Feng continued watching the battles on both sides.

Ning Rongrong's side was truly amusing.

She did not need to attack at all. Every strike from Ma Hongjun was like crashing into an invisible wall, the recoil making him cough up blood.

Only now did he realize in despair that he could not even defeat a Support System Soul Master!

Are the people from Supreme Academy the real monsters? he wailed inwardly, wanting only to escape as soon as possible. Otherwise, he might really end up lying in a coffin tomorrow.

Just as Ning Rongrong was about to press her advantage, she suddenly received a voice transmission from Lin Feng. "A lesson is enough. If he wants to leave, let him go."

That was naturally one of the benefits of cultivating Spiritual Connection. They could transmit messages to each other, making secret communication extremely convenient.

Still unsatisfied, Ning Rongrong spat lightly toward Ma Hongjun, who was cowering in the corner. "What a useless piece of trash! If you dare do something bad again, I'll cripple you myself!"

She actually wanted to rush over and slap him, but she did not want to dirty her hands. She still needed to hug her teacher later.

"Get lost! Or else I—"

Before she could finish, Ma Hongjun had already scrambled away in a panic. Only a silent threat dissipated in the wind: You bitch, just wait for me...

On the other side,

Although Zhu Zhuqing had not fallen behind Bu Le in speed, his cultivation level was still there.

Moreover, his methods were vile. His lewd, underhanded fighting style left her both embarrassed and furious; he had no martial virtue whatsoever.

She wished she could send this man straight to hell.

Xiao Wu's arrival instantly turned the tide, followed by Ning Rongrong's timely support.

The three worked together with increasing coordination. Bu Le was soon overwhelmed from all sides, kicked into the air by Xiao Wu's Waist Bow, then struck by a smooth, flowing series of Eight Section Falls!

"Beautiful!"

Lin Feng's applause came from afar.

He had watched the entire battle and was quite satisfied with their performance.

Ning Rongrong's Counterattack Damage caught enemies off guard, Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Devouring Claw heavily damaged the soul and created an opening, and Xiao Wu's Eight Section Fall provided the perfect finish.

"Not bad, not bad. You worked together very well."

The Three Women exchanged smiles at the praise, their faces glowing.

"Teacher, should we get rid of this guy?" Ning Rongrong asked, pointing at Bu Le, who lay sprawled on the ground.

"Getting rid of him would be too easy..."

Lin Feng smiled innocently. "Why not physically disable him instead?"

The Three Women felt a chill run through them at once. Their teacher had switched back into that terrifying devilish state.

The moment Bu Le heard he was about to be cut off, he was scared out of his wits. Forgetting all dignity, he struggled to his knees and begged for mercy through tears and snot.

If he were truly crippled... would the Martial Soul he relied on for cultivation not become useless?

How would he live afterward? Men understood men's weak points best.

Seeing that Bu Le's Martial Soul advanced by absorbing women's Soul Power, making him no different from an Evil Soul Master, Lin Feng did not feel the slightest guilt.

Destroying the capital he used to commit crimes meant cutting off this evil path at its root.

"Don't look at me like that." Lin Feng spread his hands, looking completely innocent. "I'm upholding justice for Heaven, so he won't harm any more girls in the future."

The Receptionist, however, still had lingering fear. Her voice trembled as she advised:

"H-how about handing him over to the City Guard Soul Masters? He definitely hasn't done this just once. If we go through official channels, I'll feel more at ease too..."

Fighting and killing privately were forbidden in the city. She knew that, and she was also afraid that this man would come back to take revenge on her.

"That makes sense."

Lin Feng readily agreed. "You go report it. I'll stay and 'reason' with him."

Zhu Zhuqing understood and tacitly led the others away.

Just as Bu Le sensed that something was wrong, a fierce gust swept across his groin!

"Ah—"

A miserable scream tore through the night sky.

"Devil! You've cut off my path of cultivation! I'll fight you to the death!"

Bu Le howled in despair, but Lin Feng had already reduced the thing he used to harm others to dust. There was no possibility of recovery.

At present, no one in this world could restore flesh to bones or bring the dead back to life.

And even if someone could, no one would treat a person like him, would they?

"Your Martial Soul disgusts me. I wonder who came up with such a thing."

"You've done plenty of evil over the years, haven't you? This is your retribution."

Lin Feng's tone was icy. He casually crippled Bu Le's limbs as well. After enjoying himself for so many years, it was time to pay his debts.

After finishing all this, he turned and left without hesitation.

After rejoining the Several Girls, he waved his hand. "Let's go. Someone will handle the aftermath."

The Receptionist thanked them solemnly again. "It was really thanks to you all. Otherwise, I probably would have suffered at his hands tonight."

Lin Feng looked righteous and dignified. "It was nothing! We happened to be out getting a late-night snack when we ran into it. Besides, we know each other. How could we stand by and watch you die?"

As he spoke, he naturally turned to Zhu Zhuqing. "You must be hungry after fighting for so long. What were we talking about just now..."

As he spoke, he glanced expectantly at the Receptionist.

Fortunately, she caught on immediately. "Huh? You're going for a late-night snack? Please let me treat you, as thanks..."

"Sure!" Lin Feng agreed without hesitation.

Ning Rongrong and the other two women all turned their faces away, unable to bear watching this display of "forgetting righteousness at the sight of profit."

Their teacher had seemed so dependable when he was defending them earlier, yet he agreed so readily now. Both disgust and fondness were written all over their faces!

"I know a restaurant near the intersection with excellent food..." The Receptionist secretly gritted her teeth, preparing to spend a lot.

She truly wanted to thank them, but she also truly wanted to leave a good impression on this powerful Soul Master.

Without drawing attention to it, she edged a little closer to Lin Feng. "By the way, may I ask your name?"

Lin Feng

What a joke. If he was going to act chivalrously, of course people needed to know his name!

Seeing the two walking side by side and chatting happily, the Three Women instantly felt as though they faced a great enemy. Could their teacher really be lured away by this woman?

Absolutely not! He was usually so stern with them, so why was he being so warm toward someone else?

Was she not soft enough? Was Xiao Wu not lively enough?

Was Zhu Zhuqing's... presence still not enough?

The three girls felt sour inside, desperate to forcibly pull Lin Feng's gaze back toward them.

Teacher, look at us a little more!

The three remained sullen all the way, while Lin Feng secretly rejoiced over saving the cost of a meal.

After their late-night snack, the night had grown deep.

After escorting the Receptionist back to her residence, the four returned to Supreme Academy.

Xiao Wu never found a chance to speak with Lin Feng alone. She could only bid farewell dejectedly and head toward Shrek Academy.

From a distance, she saw a slender figure standing in the darkness, waiting.

"Third Brother? Why are you still outside?" she greeted him.

Tang San silently stared at her for a long while before finally asking in a low voice, "Where did you go? Why are you back so late?"

He tried his best to suppress his displeasure and make his tone sound calm.

"I-I went to have a late-night snack with Rong Rong and the others. What's wrong?"

"Xiao Wu, it's dangerous outside at night. If you want to go anywhere in the future, I'll go with you. I'm worried about you being alone." Tang San's tone was grave.

Xiao Wu froze. "I wasn't alone... There were four of us the whole time, okay? With Brother Lin Feng there, what danger could there be?"

She looked at Tang San and suddenly felt that his gaze tonight was especially unfamiliar. Something called possessiveness churned within it.

"Third Brother, I'm really fine. Don't overthink it."

She took half a step back. "We still have class tomorrow. I'm going back to rest first."

That subtle evasive movement sent another stab of pain through Tang San's heart.

The Xiao Wu from before had never treated him this way.

"Then... all right. Rest early. See you tomorrow."