36. Miss Bingtang's Puzzlement / 37. An Unknown Ticket

"Yes, please wrap all of these up for us! Thank you!!"

On the other end of the phone, when it was time to pay the bill, Su Xiaoxiao finally remembered the call she had just received. When she saw the caller's name, she suddenly stopped.

Su Xiaoxiao thought about what she had just done and felt extremely embarrassed. She blinked and then chuckled awkwardly, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Cough cough..."

"Forehead..."

"Hello??"

Ling Feng: "..."

Chapter Thirty-Six Miss Rock Candy's Doubts

"Fine, so do you mean I should come find you now?"

Leaning against the bridgehead, Ling Feng rubbed his forehead with one hand, feeling helpless, and asked again.

"It's alright, it's alright! Where's Ling Feng? We're almost done here, let's go to your place!"

On the other end of the phone, Su Xiaoxiao's voice came through, filled with excitement and a hint of apology. Ling Feng gave her the location and then hung up.

After all, he didn't say anything more. There was no need to keep the line open all the time. Phone bills were still quite expensive, and with data on, Ling Feng was still a little worried.

Shops lined both sides of the street, and the soft glow of the setting sun cast a gentle light on the red bricks and green tiles, or the brightly colored eaves of the pavilions, adding a touch of haziness and poetry to the prosperous evening scene of Chongming City.

As dusk fell, the river bridge was bustling with people, tourists and pedestrians thronged the area. Numerous stalls lined both sides of the bridge, selling all sorts of groceries, snacks and dried fruits, offering fortune telling, and selling tea...

The walkway in the middle of the bridge was bustling with people: sedan chairs, porters, pedestrians, horse-drawn carriages, and goods carriers...

The capital city was as bustling as I had heard. Standing by the railing, I could see thousands of boats racing on the river.

Ling Feng glanced at the bustling scene before him, feeling nothing in particular.

However, his interest was piqued when his gaze fell on a certain object.

His gaze fell upon a mask crafted from cold jade.

The mask was dark and eerie, with bloodthirsty and terrifying blue fangs. Half of it was green with snow, and the other half was gold with fire. Just one look from it was enough to make one tremble with fear.

If it were the old Ling Feng, he would definitely have bought it to use in the middle of the night, or to scare people while staying at school. That would have been really fun!

But he wasn't in the mood for that now; instead, he became interested in a smiling fox mask on the shelf.

It emitted a faint red glow and seemed to possess a captivating magic. The mask could just cover the entire face, and Ling Feng thought he might need it in the future, so he decided to get it.

Just as Ling Feng was about to take it off to take a look, another hand reached out at the same time, and the two of them touched the mask almost simultaneously.

Ling Feng was a little confused, and subconsciously glanced at the person, only to find that the person was also looking at him.

Make eye contact.

Four-eyed confusion!

They stared at each other, wide-eyed!

But it was only after looking at her that Ling Feng remembered that she was the Miss Bing Tang he had met not long ago!

The two had only bumped into each other at the teahouse, and now they'd run into each other again while buying something. Was it a coincidence or fate playing a trick on them?

Ling Feng frowned, and without much hesitation, immediately let go of his hand.

Bingtang Lingxin seemed to have forgotten about the mask as well, and looked at Ling Feng with some surprise.

A pair of beautiful, childlike eyes, framed by long eyelashes, were now filled with confusion and surprise.

"Young sir, what a coincidence, we meet again!"

Bingtang Lingxin held the smiling fox mask in both hands, standing there gracefully, turning her head to smile at Ling Feng, seemingly quite normal.

"Tsk..."

It looks very natural!

But who knows what she's thinking?

Just then, the stall owner noticed the two of them, but he didn't pay attention to Ling Feng; instead, he greeted the girl.

"Miss Bing Tang! It really is you! What brings you out for a stroll today? Are you looking for that mask? If you like it, you can have it!"

The boss, with a broad smile on his face, hands on his hips, spoke in a very happy and casual manner.

While attending to other guests, he devoted almost all his time and energy to Bingtang Lingxin, as if this girl before him were God! An angel descended to earth!

"No need, boss. The price should be according to the rules. There can't be favoritism." Bingtang Lingxin waved her hand in a bit of a panic.

Her delicate face still held a smile, giving off a consistent feeling of gentleness and approachability, making her more and more beautiful and charming the more you looked at her!

"Oh, Miss Bing Tang, what are you saying? What's wrong with that? How many people in the city haven't received kindness from the Bingtang Family? Who doesn't know that Miss Bingtang Family is a beautiful and kind-hearted girl?"

"Take me for example. If it weren't for Miss Bing Tang's help, I might still be homeless! Everyone sees how busy you are every year preparing for the sacrificial rites in Chongming City!"

Ling Feng didn't care what they were talking about. While the two were talking, he had already started choosing souvenirs on his own.

As his gaze swept over the long row of ancient swords and artifacts, Ling Feng couldn't help but sigh inwardly once more.

After observing them briefly, he picked up a short blade and discovered that these were all genuine swords and knives that had already been sharpened; the long swords felt quite heavy in his hand.

Is it made of iron?

Or is it some kind of alloy?

Without realizing it, he subconsciously drew out a jet-black, curved dagger, held it in his hand, and even tested the angle suitable for swinging it.

It felt pretty good in the hand and was quite easy to use, but Ling Feng felt it was a bit dangerous, so he quickly put it back.

"Young master, are you also a martial arts practitioner?"

Unable to argue with the shopkeeper, Bingtang Lingxin hurriedly stuffed the money into his hand and then turned back to Ling Feng's side.

Ling Feng thought for a moment, and out of politeness, he nodded in acknowledgment.

But the word "ye" is very spiritual.

He predicted that with an ordinary human body, he could probably execute even a move or two of the sword techniques the Astral Mark Girl used! If you had to call it martial arts, it seemed to have some relevance!

"May I address you as Young Hero or Young Master now?" Bingtang Lingxin asked again.

Ling Feng felt puzzled; what exactly was this little girl trying to do?

"Is there anything else?" Ling Feng seemed a little impatient, but he didn't show it and appeared quite calm.

However, Bingtang Lingxin did not answer Ling Feng's question directly. Instead, she looked for something behind her, and then presented the fox mask she had seen earlier to Ling Feng with both hands.

"Ta-da! What happened before was my fault. Consider this mask a token of my apology, young hero! Please accept it!"

The girl's beautiful eyes shone brightly, and there was a hint of scholarly refinement in her features. Her eyes were sincere and pure, and Ling Feng could see through any pretense or pretense she might have.

This left Ling Feng even more speechless. All he did was stand by the door, spacing out, and accidentally block the exit and bump into someone.

Ling Feng knew it was his fault, but why was this little girl still so stubborn?

However, the mask was a good thing, and Ling Feng actually quite liked it.

Of course, he wouldn't refuse to pay!

"How much? I'll pay for it." Ling Feng said abruptly, glancing at the more than ten thousand yuan on his phone.

It has to be said.

With some savings in his account, Ling Feng became much more confident! He spoke without any hesitation!

Extremely calm and collected!

"Are you sure, young master? This mask is a limited edition, and it's a bit pricey."

Bingtang Lingxin tilted her head, looking completely bewildered.

She wasn't faking it; she was genuinely confused!

She felt that Ling Feng was a bit strange from the beginning. It was the same when they were at the teahouse. He was acting a bit odd and always said some inexplicable things.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Unknown Ticket

"Just say it."

Ling Feng had already opened WeChat, ready to scan the QR code to make money.

Problems that can be solved with money aren't really problems. The problem is that you don't have enough money. If you still can't solve it, it just means you haven't given enough!

Five thousand.

"Oh, okay, I'll scan... Wait, could you say that again?"

Suspecting he had misheard, Ling Feng stared wide-eyed at the well-behaved and adorable girl in front of him.

Two thousand dollars for a mask? Are you kidding me? Or is this Tutankhamun's Golden Mask? If you just told me it was from the Hanachirusato, I'd buy it right away, believe me?

Cough, that's not right either. Tutankhamun's Golden Mask is priceless; how could it possibly be here?

"Young Master?"

"Sigh, alright then, since it's your kind gesture, I can only reluctantly accept it."

Ling Feng coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed, and casually "snatched" the mask from him.

I got five thousand yuan off the prostitute!

Although Ling Feng himself felt a little embarrassed, he knew that if outsiders saw it, they would definitely not think that way!

Because from beginning to end, Ling Feng remained completely calm and readily accepted the offer.

His behavior seemed so natural, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and it didn't leave anyone with any sense of inappropriateness.

Now, Bingtang Lingxin was caught off guard by Ling Feng's antics. She didn't know what to say, so she just smiled awkwardly, looking graceful and poised.

"Sigh, consider it a favor I owe you. Of course, this favor is valid for three days. I can't help you with anything related to money, and after that time, I won't help you anymore." Ling Feng casually made up an excuse.

"Oh? No need."

Bingtang Lingxin took Ling Feng's words as a joke and didn't take them seriously, but a question began to form in her mind.

So, it turns out that favors can have an expiration date?

Bingtang Lingxin felt that she had learned some useful little bits of knowledge and did not notice anything amiss.

"May I ask how I should address you, sir? What is your honorable surname?"

Bingtang Lingxin knew that asking someone's name openly was a bit abrupt and would seem very impolite. Perhaps influenced by Ling Feng, she couldn't help but ask.

"I'm sorry, if it's not possible, please pretend I didn't ask."

"Hiss~"

Seeing Bingtang Lingxin's sincere yet embarrassed expression, Ling Feng was dumbfounded.

Ling Feng could tell that her apology was genuine; she was simply worried that she had said something wrong. He had to admit, Ling Feng now truly admired her!

Should he say, "As expected of the elegant young lady known Chongming City?" Ling Feng wondered instead.

Seeing Bingtang Lingxin like this always reminded Ling Feng of Luo Xiyan. Although she was elegant and beautiful, she did not appear stubborn or aloof. Instead, she was poised and graceful, with particularly dignified manners.

This young girl was petite and delicate, with a soft voice, but she possessed great energy; her beauty was a true spiritual essence!

"You said you'd come back to me..."

"What's wrong?"

"Sorry, I was just spacing out. My name is Ling Feng, Ling as in Ling Feng, Feng as in Ling Feng. You can just call me Ling Feng. Also, I'm just a Masked Rider passing by."

Ling Feng spoke calmly, his voice so calm it didn't tremble at all, devoid of any emotion!

"Yes, Young Master Ling."

"So, is there anything else? If not, you can go." Ling Feng glanced at his phone and said nonchalantly.

This "young master" is quite clever; perhaps it's a traditional way of addressing someone in this area?

"Oh? Hmm, Young Master Ling, it's fate that we meet again."

Feeling somewhat bewildered, Bingtang Lingxin nodded slightly, turned around, and left without lingering.