Chapter 455: Chapter 289: Whoever Dares to Insult You, I’ll Beat Them Up!

“Are you sure?” Phoenix asked.

“I’m sure.” Tang Fei nodded, looking into Phoenix’s eyes, “I can’t leave, at least not now.”

“There, there, rest assured.” Sheng Xinhua, knowing Phoenix was still worried about Tang Fei, took her hand and said, “Haven’t I told you? His master is Xuanyuan Mingjing. When real danger arises, would the Great Grandmaster tolerate his own disciple being killed?”

“In any case, he would at least be able to save his life… I think Tang Fei is like a cat; he must have nine lives at least…”

“Mhm.” Phoenix nodded, saying, “Since you’ve decided, then my coming here is pointless…”

“How can it be pointless?” Tang Fei pretended to be angry, “At least it lets me know that the princess of the Empire, high and above, is concerned about me. Moonlight Grass, once touched by moonlight, immediately blooms…”

Tang Fei looked at Phoenix and said out loud, “I am that Moonlight Grass.”

Phoenix was known as one of the “Three Moons” of the Empire, so naturally, she was that very moon.

Being praised by Tang Fei in front of her best friend made her feel a bit shy, but even more than that, sweet.

Phoenix looked up at Tang Fei, her voice tender as water, instructing, “Be careful, and make sure to notify me immediately if anything happens.”

“I will.” Tang Fei nodded merrily, “Who wouldn’t hold onto a great thigh if they had the chance? To not do so would be insane, right?”

Phoenix pursed her lips in a light laugh, “Then let’s go.”

Although she was a princess, she rarely liked to stick her neck out for others.

But Tang Fei was an exception.

She always took the initiative to ask if he needed help…

I am the princess of the Empire, exalted and storied, hey, look at me, are you looking at me?

“Hey hey, I didn’t say I was leaving, did I? Why is it ‘us’ now?” Sheng Xinhua said reluctantly.

“Then you stay here by yourself.” Phoenix gave Sheng Xinhua a cold look and left without further ado.

A small fragrance coat hung on the rack at the doorway, which Phoenix had taken off upon entering.

This style of coat suited her well, making her look charming and cute, while also maintaining the reserved dignity characteristic of royal ladies.

“Forget it, I’ll just go with you.” Sheng Xinhua also stood up, saying, “What if he wants to take a peek at my chest?”

“…”

Sheng Xinhua was wearing a long black coat; she had an inherent authoritative and cool aura, which was only accentuated by the trench coat.

Such a woman, walking down the street, would probably make young girls too intimidated to even walk properly.

Women appreciate the beauty of other women more than men.

A beautiful bow was tied around her waist with the coat belt, and the legs in boots appeared long and shapely, making her chest appear even more magnificent.

Tang Fei couldn’t help but glance at her chest, thinking to himself that his earlier praise was indeed not misplaced:

Her chest really looked nice.

After seeing Phoenix and Sheng Xinhua off, Little Fatty came out from the Gravity Chamber, drenched in sweat. He scanned around and asked, “Brother, where are Sister Phoenix and Mr. Sheng?”

“They had to leave for some urgent matters.”

Little Fatty looked disappointed, “Oh, I thought they would stay for dinner.”

Kids always enjoy having guests at home; it’s more lively that way.

Besides, Phoenix and Sheng Xinhua were very kind to Little Fatty. When Tang Fei followed Xuanyuan Mingjing to the Ghost Prison for training, nearly all of Little Fatty’s food and clothing were provided by them. They sent various kinds of food and necessities every now and then.

Little Fatty was becoming plumper, and the two of them contributed greatly to that.

“Why do you like them so much? Why didn’t you stay upstairs to have tea with them instead of training alone downstairs?” Tang Fei asked with a smile.

“Sister Phoenix told me to go.” Little Fatty said, “Sister Phoenix said she wanted to talk to you about something… I saw that neither of them looked very well, so I left.”

Little Fatty looked at Tang Fei worriedly, “Brother, are you alright?”

“Nothing’s wrong. What could be wrong with me?” Tang Fei replied with a smile.

“But… what about the bad rumors I’ve heard?”

“Bad rumors?” Tang Fei looked at Little Fatty, “What did you hear?”

“It’s just…” Little Fatty hesitated, avoiding Tang Fei’s gaze, “Some people say that you entered the Monitoring Bureau and became… became…”

“Running dog?”

“Lapdog.”

“…”

“Did your classmates say this?” Tang Fei asked.

Little Fatty, although a disciple of Shang Xiulin, still had his school registration at the Ancient Martial Department. While he completed Shang Xiulin’s training tasks, he also often attended some cultural courses.

This was Shang Xiulin’s requirement, as he still hoped his disciples would learn a few more characters.

Just as students at White Crane Academy also had to study various cultural courses, having knowledge of poetry and literature adds grace to one’s character; no one wants to become a brute who only knows how to fight with swords.

“Um.” Little Fatty nodded. “They also said that you picked a fight with the Lu Family and are courting death… Isn’t Big Brother on good terms with that young lady from the Lu Family? Why would you capture their people?”

Tang Fei wryly smiled and said, “Indeed, good deeds never leave the house, while bad news spread far and wide.”

“I know Big Brother isn’t like that, I know you must have your reasons for joining the Monitoring Bureau,” Little Fatty spoke to comfort him.

Although he was unaware of the reasons, he believed that Big Brother’s decisions could never be wrong.

“Um.” Tang Fei wanted to pat Little Fatty on the shoulder, but seeing his clothes soaked with sweat and his shoulders covered with beads of perspiration, the outstretched right hand circled in the air, then he opened his five fingers and smoothed his own hair instead: “Don’t worry about what they say, we just need to do our work well.”

“No way.” Little Fatty refused.

Tang Fei gave Little Fatty a puzzled look and asked, “What did you do?”

“I knocked out their dog teeth.”

“…”

“Whoever dares to insult you, I’ll beat them up,” Little Fatty said with a serious face.

“…”

“Brother, didn’t you say it? If you can use your fists, don’t just blabber.” Little Fatty said, “Besides, I can’t out-talk them…”

Tang Fei fondly patted Little Fatty on the head and said aloud, “What do you want to eat? I’ll go and cook.”

“Brother, I want to eat steamed pork with rice flour, boiled knife fish, pan-fried ribs… Oh, and there’s a beef rib in the fridge, let’s make some charcoal-grilled steak?”

“…”

——

Tang Fei had just returned to the floor where the Supervision Bureau Fifth Division was located when Zhong Jiayuan sneakily waved at him.

Tang Fei, looking puzzled, walked over and asked aloud, “Leader, were you looking for me?”

“Haven’t we agreed? We’re all brothers here, what’s this ‘leader’ talk?” Zhong Jiayuan corrected Tang Fei’s form of address and said, “But now is not the time to fuss about this, people from the Lu Family have arrived…”

“They’ve arrived? It’s about time they did…” Tang Fei looked at Zhong Jiayuan, asking with uncertainty, “Who has come?”

“Lu Dongsheng.”

“…”

Tang Fei felt a slight heaviness in his heart.

Lu Dongsheng, Minister of the Mechanical Department of the Phoenix Empire. He was the official top figure of the Lu Family.

According to the identity that the old man had arranged for him, he even had to call Lu Dongsheng “Third Grandpa.”

“He’s gone to see the dean. You’re in charge of this case; I’m afraid he’ll come to question you soon,” Zhong Jiayuan kindly warned.

“I understand,” Tang Fei nodded.

He knew the Lu Family would come knocking, but he hadn’t expected Lu Dongsheng to show up in person.

A man with such high status and power, responsible for the Divine Artifacts of a nation—was he someone Tang Fei could contend with?

At that moment, the office phone on Zhong Jiayuan’s desk rang.

Zhong Jiayuan glanced at the caller ID, immediately straightened his spine as if the person was right before him.

“What does the dean instruct?”

“Tell Tang Fei to come to my office.”

After speaking, the call was ended.

Zhong Jiayuan looked towards Tang Fei and said with a wry smile, “Speak of the dean, and the dean appears.”