CHAPTER 1378: CHAPTER 1412: COOPERATION WITH BEIMING YU

"What? Could it be that you’re not used to living with our Beiming Family?" Beiming Lan’s alluring posture was indeed captivating.

Every little smile and frown tugged at Lin Zifeng’s heartstrings, but he didn’t think this woman came today just to see him.

"No," Lin Zifeng shook his head woodenly.

"Then why did you run out? You must have a reasonable explanation," Beiming Lan chuckled continuously.

The not-too-large, not-too-small bust moved dangerously under the loose clothes...

It has to be admitted that Beiming Yu is indeed a very perfect woman, both in figure and temperament, capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with Liu Ruyan.

"..."

Lin Zifeng stood dazedly in front of her, not daring to say a single word. This is the Beiming Family, after last night’s battle, the appearance of that mysterious family head, and Beiming Yu now stood before him completely unscathed.

Wanting to defeat Beiming Yu, Lin Zifeng knew he didn’t have much confidence, but for Beiming Yu to actually harm Lin Zifeng was likely very difficult.

"Alright. I don’t care to mention this further. It’s useless to say more, my strongest King."

Beiming Yu smiled foolishly, twisting her sexy soft waist as she walked towards Lin Zifeng.

Her eyes were filled with complexity but remained unwavering. "If I’m not mistaken, you should be the helm K-9 Death God from the South Heaven syndicate of Zhonghai."

Beiming Yu’s cold, stern gaze fell upon him, directly revealing Lin Zifeng’s identity.

"Yes." However, Lin Zifeng didn’t bother to explain further, he nodded, admitting Beiming Yu’s words.

"Given that, I don’t understand. With your status in Zhonghai, why would you willingly run to our Beiming Family to become my daughter’s little follower? I’m curious if Death God could share the inside story?"

Beiming Yu moved closer, the overwhelming pressure made Lin Zifeng’s chest feel incredibly oppressive, as though a thousand-pound boulder was crushing his heart.

"Hehe, since my identity is already exposed, what more is there for me to say?" Lin Zifeng suddenly laughed, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his hands casually.

If Beiming Yu still harbors thoughts of killing him, then it’s inevitable that a fierce battle will ensue.

"Did the people I sent die at your hands?" Beiming Yu suddenly paused, and she was face to face with Lin Zifeng, less than half a meter apart.

At such close distance, Lin Zifeng’s heart started to beat wildly. This was indeed a dangerous distance. If Beiming Yu suddenly exploded in anger, he would definitely suffer severe harm.

"Yes." Lin Zifeng had no intention of concealing it, continuing to nod: "Actually, you already know my identity, and even sent people from Qishi Mansion to kill me. Why not take action yourself? I think if you had put in the effort to act personally a few days ago, I would already be dead by your hands. But now, if you want to make a move against me, it won’t be so easy to kill me."

"Oh?!" Beiming Yu’s elegant eyebrows raised slightly, revealing a surprised expression as she bitterly smiled: "Why would I want to kill you?"

"Isn’t the reason you found me today and uncovered my identity to cause trouble for me?"

"Wrong! I don’t want to cause trouble, nor do I want to offend a rival with unlimited potential. I, Beiming Yu, wouldn’t be foolish enough to act so blindly. Moreover, with your potential, it won’t take five years before you have a prominent position in the entire martial arts world. Why wouldn’t I take advantage of your potential exploration stage to establish good relations with you?"

Beiming Yu laid out her reasoning clearly and logically.

At this, Lin Zifeng was again stunned by her words.

She’s not here to kill me? Then what does she want with me? Does she want to discuss collaboration with me?

"You’re right, I want to discuss collaboration with you!"

Beiming Yu seemed to understand the other’s thoughts and directly stated her intentions.

"Collaboration?!" Lin Zifeng’s eyelid twitched.

What, are you kidding me? The Elf of the Beiming Family actually wants to collaborate with me? Would such a huge family choose someone like me to discuss collaboration with? Are they deceiving me? Unlikely. Messing with me? Doesn’t seem like it.

"I know you must have doubts. But it’s up to you whether you believe it or not. I’m clear about your identity now, but what I just said is not merely a joke. I, Beiming Yu, am indeed here to discuss collaboration!"

"I wonder how this collaboration would work?" Looking at Beiming Yu’s firm gaze, Lin Zifeng’s mind settled.

"I’ve also looked into your background thoroughly; I know that Talent Pavilion is backing you. But regardless of Talent Pavilion, I only want to collaborate with your South Heaven syndicate. I believe the South Heaven syndicate is a strong potential stronghold. Of course, the person I value most is you! Within months of returning, you swept through all the forces entrenched in Zhonghai and then went on to Fusang Country, killing many domestic and foreign tycoon-level strongholds. I believe, such audacity can’t be found in many people in the entire martial arts world."

"Alright, don’t praise me anymore. I did all of these out of helplessness. If Beiming Family Head truly wants to discuss collaboration with me, Lin Zifeng, then how do we proceed with this so-called collaboration?"

Lin Zifeng was not taken in by Beiming Yu’s flattery.

He was more concerned about the collaboration Beiming Yu mentioned.

If the South Heaven syndicate and Beiming Family could truly discuss collaboration, then advancing to Dragon City would naturally become easier and simpler.

By then, regardless of how entering Dragon City goes, at least there’d be a place to settle down and use the Beiming Family’s prestigious cover to be a refuge shield from the elements.

"You need to assist our Beiming Family."

Beiming Yu, without beating around the bush, goes straight to the point.

"Assist you? How?" Lin Zifeng asked.

"In Dragon City, this place is teeming with a mixed crowd. I believe these days you’ve felt it too. Many times, things you can handle we can’t openly address."

"You mean using our South Heaven syndicate as cannon fodder?" Lin Zifeng grinned, understanding her meaning.

Simply put, the South Heaven syndicate carries out actions for Beiming Family, while Beiming Family secretly facilitates the South Heaven syndicate’s movements.

It sounds cooperative and mutually beneficial, but how much leverage lies in between, who truly benefits more, remains unknown.

At least previously, Lin Zifeng had a similar arrangement with the Martial Arts Alliance, which ultimately led to the alliance’s demise.

"Wrong! The Beiming Family certainly wouldn’t be despicable enough to use the South Heaven syndicate as cannon fodder. We are collaborating, and it is a long-term collaboration that could last up to fifty years!"

"Fifty years?"

Lin Zifeng was astounded, jokingly thinking that he was already twenty-five Now, after fifty years, he’d be in his seventies or eighties. What kind of collaboration is that?

(The third update is complete, today was New Year, I returned late, tomorrow I have to be a wedding car, I’ll try my best to keep updating)