Luo Feng's Death Notice! Li Yao and Wife Go Mad

Media room.

Hong's three-dimensional holographic projection stood in the middle of the room. Zhou Ze stared at him for a long time, then condensed a thousand words into one sentence:

"Men comprehend life and death, women comprehend love. Hong, you really screwed me over!"

With that, before Hong could speak, he hung up the video.

On the other end, Hong smiled faintly, his usually cold face unusually gentle, his eyes full of recollection, as if remembering the time during the Great Nirvana when he had just saved her, who had lost her parents.

Those two big, watery eyes, looking at him with such a pitiful expression...

He admitted, at that moment, his heart was about to melt...

"I was careless..."

In the cultivation of the mind, men mainly face the test of life and death, while women face the test of emotion.

This kind of thing, no one can really help, but after being coaxed by Hong's clever flattery, he agreed.

Of course, it was also the confidence given by the cheat that made him decide—he couldn't blame anyone else, it was his own choice.

"Men comprehend life and death, women comprehend love..."

"To put it bluntly, she either met a scumbag, or never had the chance to meet one—Hong protected her too well."

"And for Yaorao, Hong was the only light in her eyes, and that light was always familial affection."

Zhou Ze sighed, then couldn't help but want to laugh:

"Poor Thunder God... he got 'scared' by Hong."

Zhou Ze had no children in either life, so he couldn't fully understand a father's feelings for his little girl, but even beings like Hong and Thunder God were trapped by it—that said enough.

Low-key, it was better to stay low-key. These soft knives were far harder to deal with than hard ones...

"Enough thinking. Time to train..."

Zhou Ze sat cross-legged in the Training Hall, letting everything go, immersing himself in the cultivation of Psychic Power.

"Although this technique that 9th Intelligence gave me is just basic, having it and not having it are two completely different things!"

The Golden-Horned Giant Beast was still a worry in his heart.

Before that, he wanted to increase his strength as much as possible, hoping to reach Planetary-level sooner.

Time passed bit by bit.

Three months flew by in a flash.

Over these three months, Zhou Ze's reputation had soared, attracting countless trainees from the Elite Training Camp. Ever since Chu Qiang received one session of guidance, he had steadily held first place, leaving second-place Renatus, Shi Jiang, and other top-five trainees far behind.

This drove major forces around the world into another frenzy. Once could be luck, twice could be talent, but Chu Qiang's consistent first place proved everything.

Major forces and powerful warriors racked their brains for a chance to get guidance from Zhou Ze.

The military and political leaders of the five great nations, the HR Alliance's underground forces—none were exceptions.

Even many council members personally called to inquire or request.

Fortunately, Zhou Ze had mentally prepared himself, and Hong and Thunder God promptly issued announcements. After the joint statement from the two major dojos and the world's number one and number two warriors, Zhou Ze's life became a little "easier."

Europe, in a castle at the center of Paris Base City.

"Janet, my child, what did Zhou Ze say?" the Head of the Windsor Family, Janet's father, asked warmly.

Though he didn't have much hope, there was still a glimmer in his heart.

"Dad, how could Teacher Zhou agree because of me? He even turned down the major nations and council members," Janet said with a coquettish pout.

Lately, she felt more and more fortunate. If she hadn't listened to her grandfather and visited Zhou Ze, giving him a bottle of Water of Life, she wouldn't have the privilege to consult him anytime she wanted. In the whole world, only she and Zhou Ze's disciple, Luo Feng, had such an opportunity.

Others racked their brains for a chance to get Zhou Ze's guidance but found no way, relying only on Hong and Thunder God's Elite Training Camps. Yet even so, the two camps combined only had two slots.

"Alright." The Windsor Family head sighed regretfully, then smiled faintly, hinting at something else: "Janet, you need to seize the opportunity..."

"Oh, Dad, he's my teacher!" Janet blushed with feigned anger.

"Haha, Janet, he's not like Hong and Thunder God, who focus solely on martial arts and have no interest in anything else. This is your chance..." her grandfather laughed heartily.

There was an old saying in China: a woman chasing a man is like a veil between them.

And he could clearly see that Janet wasn't opposed to it—she even seemed inclined that way. That was perfect. He wasn't a purely political creature who would heartlessly send his own daughter away for profit.

"By the way, Janet, I've gathered a lot of materials on that subject and sent them to your email. Go back and study them more..." the Windsor Family head said seriously.

"Ah! Dad, you're too much..." Janet said indignantly. "With your daughter's charm, do I need that kind of thing?"

"Of course not. My precious is the most beautiful woman in the world." The Head of Windsor Family laughed heartily.

"Hmph!" Janet rolled her eyes at her father and ignored him.

Even so, once back in her room, Janet glanced left and right like a thief, then opened her laptop and secretly logged into her email.

On the other side.

Zhou Ze was chatting with Hong in the media room.

"I didn't expect... I really didn't expect..." Hong let out a long sigh.

He truly hadn't anticipated Luo Feng not coming out after three months.

"Why so pessimistic?" Zhou Ze said with a slight smile, not a trace of worry on his face.

"Since we got the translation software, the longest anyone stayed in was a month and a half. Now it's been three months. Luo Feng is probably..."

Zhou Ze leaned back on the sofa, lazy and relaxed. "I'm not in a hurry."

Hong looked at Zhou Ze's completely unconcerned demeanor and could only trust him. After all, if Luo Feng could break through and set the record for the longest time, Zhou Ze himself held the record for the shortest time.

Besides, Zhou Ze had mentioned there were certain things he couldn't disclose.

"Hong, don't go blabbing to Luo Feng's family and making them worry. I'll talk to them myself."

Before hanging up, Zhou Ze gave Hong a heads-up.

Jiangnan Base City, Jiangnan Shanshui District, Huayao Peak Hilltop Villa.

Dim starlight shrouded the entire peak, and not far away came the sound of a "crashing" waterfall.

On the rooftop of the most luxurious villa, Li Yao wore a deep blue training suit, his long hair loose. His face, carved like stone, exuded a chilling aura even with his eyes closed.

At that moment, a figure hurried over, eyes gleaming with excitement. "Yao, great news! Luo Feng hasn't come out of No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins in three months."

"You know, since we got the translation software, even the latest War God only took a month and a half to come out."

Li Yao's mouth twitched as he suppressed his excitement. "Calm down. It's not confirmed yet. We have to wait until we're absolutely sure of Luo Feng's death."

Vina calmed down and said, "Mm. Though I regret not being able to torture and kill Luo Feng myself."

"But doesn't he have family too? He dared to kill our child. Once his death is confirmed, we'll..."

"But his teacher..."

Vina frowned. Zhou Ze's reputation these days was terrifying! His godlike guidance had driven the whole world crazy.

Even Hong and Thunder God, the universally recognized number one and two strongest, had jointly issued a statement for him.

If they harmed Luo Feng's family and Zhou Ze came after them...

Li Yao revealed a twisted smile. "What's there to fear? We have all the time and means we need."

"Luo Feng and Zhou Ze may have a good relationship, but it's just teacher and student. That bond will fade with Luo Feng's death and the passage of time..."

"And we can use mundane methods to torment Luo Feng's family. We don't have to kill them outright—that would be too easy on them."

Vina's face contorted with excitement. "Yes, we have all the time in the world. We can keep tormenting them without killing them..."

"We can hire professional psychologists to design all kinds of specialized torture methods. Oh, and we can't let them break down too fast or commit suicide—that would be too merciful."

"We should torment them for decades, then kill them all at once. Let them know it's all Luo Feng's fault. Let them hate Luo Feng. Let him never rest in peace even in death..."

Vina was lost in her beautiful fantasies, her pretty face growing increasingly deranged.

"We can arrange for people to give them moldy, spoiled vegetables when they go shopping. Make them wait forever for a taxi, and when they finally get one, have the driver pick a fight with them..."

"We can have people in their neighborhood deliberately start quarrels with their family, or isolate them..."

"We can have someone hit them with a car when they cross the street... No, their family are all ordinary people. If they die, it won't be fun... We can have a spiritualist do it subtly, make them trip every so often on the road."

"Oh, and I heard his younger brother used to be disabled but got cured. Haha, in that case, a disabled person should stay disabled for life..."

Li Yao was equally excited, driven by long-suppressed rage and the despair of being unable to avenge his son. "You're thinking too small. I remember Luo Feng's brother, Luo Hua, has a pretty girlfriend. Of course, we can't go that far right away..."

"I recall that Sakura Country once had some extremely twisted torture methods. I happen to know some people from Sakura Country—maybe I can learn from them..."

"We can also use our authority to check. Maybe his parents have relatives on both sides..."

Vina's smile grew more twisted. "Right, why didn't I think of that? We can get a grip on all of Luo Feng's friends and family..."

The Li Yao couple were truly twisted, lost in the beautiful fantasies they had woven for themselves.

And they were indeed ruthless—this was the kind of cruelty that shook the yolk out of an egg and split an earthworm lengthwise.