Rich Patron

Gu Rong understood Ning Fengzhi's meaning and had no objections. He also felt that giving money outright would be somewhat insulting to that young man.

With the potential and strength Lin Feng had displayed, he was already worthy of associating with them as an equal.

With such strength, he was surely extraordinary and above worldly concerns, regarding money as mere dung.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen such a rundown place for an academy.

Perhaps before long, even catching a glimpse of the other man's back would be beyond him.

"Alright, leave this matter to me."

Back at the small courtyard.

Lin Feng planned to show off his cooking skills himself.

But after thinking about it, there seemed to be quite a few people. If he stir-fried dishes, how many would he have to make? What a hassle.

In the end, he simply set up a hot pot in the courtyard.

"Zhuqing, come help me. Rongrong, go chat with your father and the others. Say whatever you want."

Ning Rongrong naturally understood what he meant, and she was somewhat moved.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong understood as well, and their favorable impression of Lin Feng rose once more.

"Teacher, is that really alright?"

"Go on, go on. Don't disturb me while I'm cooking." Lin Feng waved his hand impatiently.

Ning Rongrong broke into a smile. From her perspective, her teacher was simply unbelievably handsome. It seemed her teacher had already accepted her family.

Eh, Teacher was alone right now... did that mean both sides had met each other's parents?

She was so happy, so excited!

After Ning Rongrong left, Lin Feng and Zhu Zhuqing got busy.

He was in charge of slicing the meat, while Zhu Zhuqing washed the various fresh vegetables and mushrooms. Before long, a dazzling array of ingredients had piled up across the entire table.

Once the preparations were nearly complete, Lin Feng instructed, "Zhuqing, go call them out to eat."

"Alright, I'll go right away."

Ning Rongrong had clearly already spoken with Ning Fengzhi and the others.

She was in an especially good mood now.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong, following behind her, had slightly flushed faces and were clearly extremely excited.

Both of them were grinning from ear to ear, and the way they looked at Lin Feng changed again and again.

Once everyone was seated, Ning Rongrong raised her hand, eager to dig in. "Teacher, everyone's here! Eh, what kind of way of eating is this?"

Lin Feng raised his hand to stop her. "Rongrong, don't eat yet. Go call Xiao Wu over to eat with us."

Ning Rongrong pouted, then rose to her feet. "I'll go right away. You'd better not sneak any bites."

With that, she dashed away in a flash.

Naturally, Lin Feng had his reasons for doing this.

When Xiao Wu had just been mentioned, his gaze had deliberately lingered on Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong.

He was being so direct to make his stance clear: Xiao Wu was under his protection.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong naturally understood the meaning behind Lin Feng's words and nodded slightly.

Ning Fengzhi was the first to break the silence, saying to Lin Feng, "Dean Lin, this way of eating is truly novel and has a unique flavor. When Ning returns to the sect, I would also like to try it. Might you tell me how to make this soup base?"

Lin Feng smiled. "Of course. It's nothing more than a combination of spices and seasoned oil. I'll write you a recipe later."

"That would be wonderful."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, then added in a gentle tone, "Uncle Gu and I have both met that young lady Xiao Wu. She gets along very well with Rongrong, and I quite like the little girl too."

"Mhm, Xiao Wu has good talent. I intend to take her as my disciple." Lin Feng took the opportunity to state his position.

"Haha, then I wish Dean Lin success in your hopes of taking her under your tutelage soon."

Ning Fengzhi raised his cup in salute. Everything was understood without needing to be spoken aloud.

"Dean Lin, if you ever come to Heaven Dou City, have Rongrong bring you to our sect's residence. Ning has a gift for you, as a small token of my appreciation."

At the mention of a gift, Lin Feng's heart instantly leapt with joy.

Anything Ning Fengzhi gave away was bound to be priceless!

If he did not need it then, he could simply sell it off. Wouldn't that make him rich immediately?

He was overjoyed inside, but maintained a calm expression. "Hahaha~ Sect Master Ning is too courteous. How could I possibly accept..."

Ning Fengzhi merely waved his hand. "Consider it an advance payment of part of my daughter's tuition. When the time comes, please do not refuse."

"Hehe, certainly, certainly."

Lin Feng agreed with a smile. His gaze swept over the table, and he suddenly said to Zhu Zhuqing, who was intently dipping meat into the pot with her head lowered, "Little Zhu Qing, don't you have any awareness at all?"

"Go fetch the fine wine I've been saving. Today, I'll have a proper drink with Sect Master Ning and Bone Douluo!"

Zhu Zhuqing was picking up a slice of cooked meat when her hand froze at his words. She looked up, her beautiful eyes filled with grievance.

I was busy serving you all and cooking the meat. Did the pile of meat in your bowls grow there by itself?

And that counted as having no awareness?

Besides, where did you get any treasured fine wine? Weren't those all tributes from Ning Rongrong?

Teacher, have some humanity!

"Yes, Teacher. I'll go right away."

Zhu Zhuqing put down her chopsticks and obediently answered, completely unaffected by Lin Feng's words.

After all, Teacher was still young and cared about saving face.

Before long, Ning Rongrong returned with Xiao Wu in tow.

The moment he saw Xiao Wu, Lin Feng frowned. "Xiao Wu, it's only been a few days. How did you become this haggard? Are you sick?"

Ning Rongrong cut in, "Teacher, you don't know this, but when I went over, Xiao Wu was hiding under the blankets crying."

Lin Feng's brow furrowed even deeper.

When Xiao Wu saw Lin Feng, her eyes instantly filled with tears, like a child who had suffered a terrible injustice and finally found her parent.

Then, when she caught sight of Bone Douluo beside him, she was so frightened that she did not dare move.

Lin Feng stood up at once and pulled her into the empty seat beside him. "Don't be afraid. Tell me if anything happened. I've got your back—I'd like to see who dares lay even a finger on you. Hold those tears back, pick up your chopsticks, and eat!"

His words were both warm and domineering, making Xiao Wu feel greatly reassured.

Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi exchanged looks, both smiling bitterly in helplessness.

They had not done anything at all, yet they had somehow been saddled with the blame.

Ning Fengzhi gave a light cough, feeling that it was necessary to make his stance clear and clear up the misunderstanding.

He directly took out a black card and pushed it in front of Xiao Wu, speaking gently:

"Girl, you're Rongrong's good friend. You must accept this greeting gift from Uncle. There are one million Gold Soul Coins in this card. Consider it Pocket Money to buy whatever you like."

Xiao Wu abruptly raised her head, her eyes full of shock.

Was he trying to curry favor with her? It had to be because of Brother Lin Feng.

Suppressing the panic in her heart, she softly declined, "N-No need, Uncle. I... I have money."

Lin Feng's eyes nearly popped out as he watched from the side. That was one million!

To be honest, he was insanely jealous.

"If Sect Master Ning is giving it to you, just accept it without worry. Why be polite with him?"

He then turned to Ning Fengzhi with a smile. "Haha, Sect Master Ning, you've really spent too much."

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong immediately piled on from the side. "Dad, do you look down on Senior Sister Zhuqing? Why doesn't she get one?"

Ning Fengzhi's hand, which was picking up food, paused. He patted his forehead with a laugh that was both amused and helpless. "Look at me, getting senile! Yes, yes, everyone gets one!"

As he spoke, he just as generously gave Zhu Zhuqing a card as well.

Zhu Zhuqing knew that Teacher liked money, so she did not stand on ceremony and accepted it directly.

Even if she had refused, Lin Feng would definitely have persuaded her to take it.

So there was no need to beat around the bush.

Lin Feng waited and waited, but in the end, he received nothing.

He secretly curled his lip and grumbled inwardly, Rich Patron, you really have no awareness. Everyone gets a share except me, is that it?