CHAPTER 889: CHAPTER 910: THE ASURA OF THE ABILITY GROUP

"Master?"

Lin Zifeng’s facial muscles twitched slightly into a forced smile.

He tilted his head and asked Long Yunfei, who stood with a stiff face, "Wasn’t it your old man who asked me to come? Where is he now?"

"Haha—sorry, sorry, I’m a bit late. I just had to handle some matters. Please, everyone, don’t be angry."

At this moment, the door to the room gently opened.

Long Zaitian entered with his hands behind his back, a kindly smile on his face.

His gaze first fell on Lin Zifeng, then swept towards the woman.

"Haha...since everyone is here, I’ll get straight to the point."

"Kid, you don’t have to look at me like that. I asked you here today because there’s something I want to ask you."

Long Zaitian glanced at Lin Zifeng with a friendly smile.

Lin Zifeng didn’t speak; he nonchalantly walked over to the sandalwood chair next to the woman and plunked himself down.

Not feeling like a guest at all, he picked up the cup of Tie Guan Yin tea the woman had brewed, gently sniffed it twice at the tip of his nose, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed it thoroughly: "It’s good tea, but the taste is a bit bitter. I wonder if drinking more of it will leave a lasting aroma in the mouth?"

"What do you mean by that?"

The woman gently raised her graceful head, revealing a teasing look in her eyes.

"Nothing." Lin Zifeng smiled, waved his hand, and continued sipping the tea in his hand.

"Haha—this kid just loves to joke around. Let me introduce you. This is Lin Zifeng, the founder of the Nantian Gang in Zhonghai and once the most famous Death God of the K-9 unit in the Heavenly Gate globally. He has now withdrawn from the Heavenly Gate and joined our Martial Arts Alliance."

Clearly just a short introduction, yet this old man managed to boast about Lin Zifeng as if he were amazing. After so much talk, people only remembered his name.

"Lin Zifeng? A top expert?"

The woman’s eyes lit up.

However, Lin Zifeng decided to ignore her this time, taking out a cigarette from his pocket and lazily smoking it.

"Hehe, young Lin, now it’s time I introduced you."

Long Zaitian smiled, suddenly finding Lin Zifeng somewhat childlike.

"This is the Asura from the Earth Martial Sect’s Talent Pavilion!"

"Asura?"

Lin Zifeng felt a twinge of discomfort, his eyes wandering over the woman’s snow-white thighs. A woman this beautiful, called Asura?

"Yes, the purpose of Asura from the Earth Martial Sect’s Talent Pavilion coming here is to understand your relationship with the Dark Angel."

Long Zaitian didn’t beat around the bush, directly voicing his thoughts.

"What Dark Angel? I don’t understand a word of it?"

"It’s the masked man who saved you on the night of the Mountain and River List," Long Zaitian said.

Lin Zifeng gave him a peculiar look, shrugged, and said, "He’s one of the Dark Angels from the Blazing Angel?"

He remembered Nangong Shui telling him about the Blazing Angel story before.

But until now, he had no idea that the man who repeatedly helped him was the Dark Angel from the Blazing Angel.

"Yes, it’s him. I suppose considering how many times he’s helped you, your relationship with him must be quite significant, right?"

Long Zaitian probed.

"Old man Long, you might be disappointed to learn that I only know he helped me a few times. As for our relationship, if I really have to explain it, it’s probably just a natural connection. Maybe he saw my honest and kind nature and decided to help me."

Lin Zifeng spoke earnestly and seriously.

Honest? Kind?

Honest, my foot!

With your character, if I weren’t considering the Dark Angel, I would have beaten you so hard that your grandfather wouldn’t recognize you.

Long Zaitian thought grouchily.

"What? You don’t believe me?"

Lin Zifeng said with great seriousness.

"Ahem... young Lin, let’s have a word in private."

Long Zaitian’s face turned dark; he put an arm around Lin Zifeng’s shoulder, stepping forward to whisper: "Look, you saw it too. Do you know her background?"

"I don’t know." Lin Zifeng answered honestly.

"..."

Long Zaitian’s face turned darker, pondered for a moment, and said, "She is from the Earth Martial Sect’s Talent Pavilion, and this time she’s here for the Dark Angel-related matter. You can’t let her come all the way here for nothing, can you? Besides, they’re from the Earth Martial Sect’s Talent Pavilion. Even our Martial Arts Alliance and the Ability Society have to follow their higher-ups’ orders. Do you want to offend the higher-ups?"

"You know, old man Long, even if you bring up the leaders, I really don’t know anything. What do you want me to say?"

In fact, Lin Zifeng really didn’t know that the person who saved him was the Dark Angel. All this time, the masked man had only appeared in front of him twice, and he still didn’t believe the Blazing Angel legends to be true.

"Also, how come I’ve never heard of such a mysterious organization as the Earth Martial Sect’s Talent Pavilion?"

"Hehe, kid, whether you want to say it or not, there will definitely be ways for you to tell the truth later." Long Zaitian murmured coldly.

"You’ll know about the Earth Martial Sect’s Talent Pavilion afterward. Right now, it’s not convenient to tell you. But just to give you a heads-up, Asura is a master of Mind Reading Technique in the Earth Martial Sect’s Talent Pavilion. As soon as you shake hands, she’ll know exactly what’s on your mind."

Long Zaitian flashed a mysterious smile.

Cunningly approaching the woman, he said, "Asura, would you like to introduce yourself?"

"Alright."

Asura nodded.

Darn! Is there really such magic?

Lin Zifeng didn’t believe it. Could people from the Earth Martial Sect’s Talent Pavilion really have the ability to see through someone’s inner thoughts?

Even better than his perspective power?

"Hello, my name is Asura."

The woman walked gracefully over to Lin Zifeng, extending her fair and delicate hand, but did not smile.

"Lin Zifeng."

Lin Zifeng casually extended his hand, curious to see if Asura was really as magical as Long Zaitian claimed—able to see through his inner thoughts?

"Hehe."

The moment their hands met, Lin Zifeng grinned.

Instantly!

Asura’s face changed dramatically!

Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with hostility, tightly staring at his eyes, because his mind was full of dirty thoughts!

He even knew the color of the red underwear she was wearing!

The thing that made Asura want to kill was that this guy even knew about the small black mole on her chest!

Oh my god!

Asura was left speechless.

She looked at Lin Zifeng in horror, then quickly let go of his hand, her eyes filled with hostility, yet unable to express any anger.

Just moments ago, she was all proud and coldly aloof, but now she was completely subdued by Lin Zifeng.

"Hehe, now you know I was telling the truth, right?" Lin Zifeng continued to smile, seeing the woman’s face turning red, with faint white frosts. He thought to himself: Aren’t you skilled in Mind Reading Technique? How come you’ve already had enough just starting to read? The old ones are indeed craftier.

In fact, Asura could perform Mind Reading Technique, but just as she shook hands with Lin Zifeng, his mind was full of dirty thoughts like ’I want to f**k you’ and ’I want to do you,’ and the most infuriating part was that he even knew the exact location of her mole.