Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 257 - 0257: Ancient Painting

Chapter 257: Chapter 0257: Ancient Painting

The middle-aged man, upon hearing Chu Feng actually daring to insult him, was instantly enraged and said, "You whippersnapper whose whiskers haven’t even sprouted yet, you actually dare to curse at me, do you know who I am?"

Chu Feng said, "I don’t care who you are, if I weren’t worried about being laughed at for bullying a dog, you wouldn’t still be able to stand here and talk to me."

"You little bastard, do you believe I can make it so you can’t walk out of here?" the middle-aged man bellowed with a red face and a thick neck.

Chu Feng said, "I don’t believe it!"

"Then today I will make you believe," the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and then gave a meaningful look to his bodyguard behind him.

"What are you trying to do!" Jin Yu stepped forward in the nick of time, bellowing sharply.

"Do you, you little brat, want to go against me too? Believe it or not, I can make sure you can’t leave this place either," the middle-aged man said threateningly to Jin Yu.

"Slap!"

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, he received a slap, but it wasn’t Chu Feng who struck, it was the bodyguard following behind Jin Yu.

The Jin Family, as the new rich of East River, and Jin Yu as the third-generation helmsman of the Jin Family, obviously would not have ordinary people following him.

"Whoever dares to make a move is going against the Jin Family!" Jin Yu, looking at the bodyguards behind the middle-aged man about to act, also bellowed with an impressive aura.

Hearing the words "Jin Family," all the bodyguards stopped in their tracks, not because they wanted to, but because the middle-aged man had stopped them.

"You’re with the Jin Family?" the middle-aged man asked Jin Yu, clearly no longer confident.

"This is our third young master of the Jin Family," the bodyguard said gravely.

The middle-aged man, hearing the bodyguard’s words, couldn’t help but shudder. As a successful individual in high society, he was very clear on what level of existence the third young master of the Jin Family was.

Offending the Jin Family in East River would probably not end well for him.

"Thank you for escalating the conflict between us once again, but to me, it no longer matters," Chu Feng pointed at Iga Jasheng and his group and said. After that, Chu Feng left with long strides.

Jin Yu was also very annoyed by Chu Feng’s attitude and left angrily as well.

After Jin Yu and Chu Feng had gone, the middle-aged man also cautiously said, "Miss Jin, I’ve offended the Jin Family this time, so our cooperation probably cannot continue."

Jin Enhui looked at the middle-aged man with a slight smile and said, "Mr. Hu, there’s no need to be nervous, I’ll help mediate this issue for you. I think the Jin Family will give me this face."

Hu Hua, hearing Jin Enhui’s words, also hastily expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Miss Jin, I believe our cooperation will be very pleasant."

Jin Enhui wanted exactly this effect, and as for speaking up for Hu Hua, that was just empty talk.

Moreover, it was obvious that Jin Yu was putting on an act, and the Jin Family wouldn’t actually trouble Hu Hua, so essentially, Jin Enhui didn’t have to do much to earn his sincere gratitude.

"Mr. Hu, I have other matters, so I will take my leave," Jin Enhui said.

Hu Hua promptly followed up with a grin, "Miss Jin, please take care."

Iga Jasheng gave a signal to his men and then followed behind Jin Enhui, leaving the restaurant.

"Why did you leave your men behind?" Jin Enhui asked as they got into the car.

Iga Jasheng laughed and said, "It’s nothing much. I just told my men to continue to communicate well with Hu Hua, to ensure they are completely devoted to working for us."

Jin Enhui said, "I hope that’s the case, I don’t wish for any complications during this time. Let’s not worry about the Jin Family for now, someone will go talk to them when the time comes. In East River, we still need the Jin Family."

Iga Jasheng said, "I understand."

"Mr. Tian Bian, do you have any instructions?" Inside the restaurant, Hu Hua asked with a smile plastered on his face to Iga Jasheng’s subordinate.

Chu Feng was right; such second-class citizens in the eyes of foreigners could indeed only be considered third-class lapdogs in Huaxia.

Tian Bian handed over a set of documents he had to Hu Hua, saying, "Mr. Hu, these are some materials Mr. Iga asked me to give you. I believe you’ll find them of interest."

Hu Hua took the documents, glanced through them, and his eyes lit up with excitement, "Please thank Mr. Iga on my behalf."

Tian Bian said, "Mr. Hu, Mr. Iga would prefer to be thanked with your actions rather than words."

A cold glint flashed in Hu Hua’s eyes as he replied, "Rest assured, I’ll express my gratitude to Mr. Iga with concrete actions."

Tian Bian said, "Then we shall wait and see."

"Take care, Mr. Tian Bian." Hu Hua bowed obsequiously as he saw Tian Bian out of the restaurant.

Once Tian Bian had left, Hu Hua reopened the documents and looked over all the information about Chu Feng.

A vicious smile crept across Hu Hua’s face as he said, "So, you have no association with the Jin Family after all, merely a boss of a small entertainment company. If I don’t play you to death, then I’m not Hu Hua."

Hu Hua closed the documents and turned to his associate, saying, "Investigate Fengjing Entertainment Company thoroughly for me, and also arrange for me to have dinner with Director Hu tonight."

"Yes, sir!"

...

Chu Feng, holding the painting Jin Yu had given him, also returned home.

Once home, Chu Feng couldn’t wait to unfold the painting.

Chu Feng looked at the painting, which depicted a Daoist with fluttering belts, sitting cross-legged on the scroll.

The fluttering belts matched the description of Taoist Wu, known as ’Wu with the Wind-carried Belt’.

However, what truly fascinated Chu Feng was not the painter’s skill but rather that during a casual use of his Divine Sense at the restaurant, he had discovered his Divine Sense could actually enter the painting.

This was utterly inconceivable; it was just a painting, after all. How could it accommodate his Divine Sense?

With Jin Yu present at the time, Chu Feng hadn’t shown any signs of surprise so as not to alert her.

But now that he was at home, Chu Feng need not conceal his astonishment.

Chu Feng hung the painting on the wall and then attempted to probe it again with his Divine Sense.

This time, Chu Feng’s Divine Sense once again entered the scroll.

"What place is this?" Chu Feng looked around, utterly shocked by the vividly realistic flowing mountains and waters.

At the restaurant, the casual probe had been surprising, but now Chu Feng was utterly astounded.

This was a completely real world; Chu Feng felt this couldn’t be his imagination, it exists in its absolute reality. He could even scoop up the clear spring water with his hands.

Ultimately, Chu Feng’s gaze settled on the meditating Daoist. He widened his eyes, eager to uncover the secrets of this Daoist.

This place was already extraordinary, so the Daoist must be remarkable as well. Perhaps this Daoist was an Immortal.

Having experienced the incident with the Bronze Coffin underground, Chu Feng could no longer disbelieve certain legends.

Yet, after a careful examination, Chu Feng found nothing unusual about the Daoist. He sat there like a boulder, never moving an inch.

As Chu Feng watched, he began to emulate the pose of the Daoist, crossing his legs and sitting down as well.

The Daoist’s manner of meditation was peculiar, not orthodox but in a manner that sought to align with the primordial energies, as if to receive something.

Chu Feng had barely entered meditation when he was seized by a sudden tremor.