Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 324 - 0325 Persuasion

Chapter 324: Chapter 0325 Persuasion

Facing the pressure brought by Chu Feng, the ninja of the Iga Family also felt immense pressure. Such pressure made it somewhat difficult for him to speak.

This was a death threat, truly terrifying.

Struggling to swallow, the ninja of the Iga Family said, "Lord Sword Obsession wishes to invite Mr. Chu for tea."

Chu Feng said, "I don’t have time."

The ninja of the Iga Family said, "Lord Sword Obsession sincerely invites you, just to meet Mr. Chu. Lord Sword Obsession asked me to inform Mr. Chu of his sincerity."

Chu Feng looked at the cordial ninja from the Iga Family and said, "Time, place."

The ninja of the Iga Family replied, "The time is tomorrow, as for the location, Lord Sword Obsession said that Mr. Chu can decide."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "No need for you to decide. This is Huaxia, I’m not worried about you playing tricks."

The ninja of the Iga Family said, "Very well. I will relay this to Lord Sword Obsession."

After the ninja of the Iga Family left, Chu Feng also opened the door and entered the room.

Entering the room, Chu Feng’s expression was also somewhat grave.

Although there were bodyguards watching over the house from the villa opposite, if a true Ancient Martial Expert were to come, those security guards would be nowhere near sufficient. Chu Feng had to think of a solution.

With a heavy heart, Chu Feng looked up and saw Qin Mei and the other three sitting around a table, as if prepping for a tribunal.

"Sister Mei, Sister Yan, were you all waiting for me to come home for dinner? I haven’t eaten enough, so what’s for dinner tonight?" Chu Feng asked with a smile.

"Sit opposite us!" Qin Mei said with a businesslike face.

Chu Feng guessed what it might be about, but still sat opposite the four with a smile on his face.

"Making it so serious, like a tribunal. I don’t think I’ve done anything to incur the wrath of heaven and the resentment of people, have I?" Chu Feng said, rubbing his nose.

"Stop fooling around, what’s this about you competing in martial arts with the Eastern Sword Madman?" Qin Mei asked.

Chu Feng knew that he couldn’t hide the matter, Fengjing Company, although it hadn’t really entered the upper echelons of East River society yet.

But this matter, after all, concerned himself, and it was difficult for them not to know about it.

Chu Feng said, "I came back tonight to confess about this matter to you all."

Qin Mei said, "Then tell us now."

Immediately, Chu Feng explained the cause and effect to the four. However, he purposely omitted some details that might involve them.

After hearing Chu Feng’s explanation, the four beautiful faces of Qin Mei and the others were all serious.

"Boss, we’re not in the barbaric era anymore, why would you agree to that? We can call the police, can’t we?" Fan Xiaoxiao asked.

Chu Feng said, "Not all matters can be resolved by the police. And I can’t decline this kind of challenge, nor can I afford to."

Cui Jingyan said, "Is it because this matter involves noble family affairs?"

Chu Feng shook his head and said, "It’s not just that, aside from Rongrong, there’s also you."

Cui Jingyan said, "We are in Huaxia, I don’t believe anyone would dare lay a hand on us."

Chu Feng said, "No one will lay hands on you, but everything we are building now will all go down the drain."

Qin Mei said, "You know that’s not what we need."

Chu Feng said, "But I need you, and you need me. Moreover, it’s not just me the Eastern people are challenging, but all the martial artists of Huaxia. A friend told me that his grandfather had been to war and realized the pain and sorrow of living under the enemy’s iron hooves. His grandfather said he did not want such things to happen again. He wanted to see the smile on every child’s face."

After a pause, Chu Feng continued, "I am not that great, but I, too, wish to see your smiles. Thus, I cannot and will not back down from this battle!"

Qin Mei and the others did not think as far ahead as Chu Feng; they only hoped for Chu Feng’s safety. But they understood what Chu Feng was saying was right, and that his actions were correct as well.

Fan Xiaoxiao asked, "But why does it have to be you, Boss? There are many others in Huaxia."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "Of course there are many others in Huaxia, but who is responsible for our conflicts? It could also be possible that he finds others in Huaxia difficult to bully and thinks I am easier to bully."

Although Chu Feng spoke lightly, none of the four could muster a laugh. The matter was a life-and-death affair; one slip could mean complete and utter disaster.

Chu Feng turned to Fan Xiaoxiao and Fang Ting, saying, "Xiaoxiao, Fang Ting, why do you incorporate so many Huaxia elements into your songs?"

Fang Ting replied, "We hope to spread Huaxia elements throughout the world with our singing."

Chu Feng nodded and asked, "That’s a noble idea, but what if the other side doesn’t open their doors to welcome you and instead wants to hit you with their fists?"

"We..." Fan Xiaoxiao and Fang Ting frowned, unsure of how to respond.

Chu Feng said, "Perhaps in your eyes, martial arts are the actions of barbarians. However, martial arts cannot be nonexistent; we need them to knock on their doors and ensure that those ready to throw punches can only ever hold them up, never daring to strike."

"Boss, we understand," Fan Xiaoxiao said seriously, nodding her head.

Chu Feng then looked at Qin Mei and Cui Jingyan and said, "Sister Mei, Sister Yan, I believe you both understand this rationale. I promise you, I will return safely. A few Easterners are honestly not worth my concern."

Qin Mei and Cui Jingyan nodded and said, "We support you."

Having settled things with the four women, Chu Feng let out a sigh of relief and said, "Alright, let’s eat. Talking so passionately just now has really worn me out. This sort of righteousness really isn’t my style."

All four women rolled their eyes at him, much to Chu Feng’s chagrin.

The next day at noon, Chu Feng received a call from an Iga Family ninja, informing him that he was waiting at the door.

Seeing Chu Feng ready to leave, Qin Mei felt a mix of reluctance and unease.

"Sister Mei, I’m just going out for a tea, not heading to my death. If you’re worried, why don’t you come along?" Chu Feng suggested.

"I will go with you, I understand the Eastern language!" Fang Ting stood up and said.

Chu Feng had only posed the question out of formality, but apparently, the four women had already discussed and were just waiting for him to ask.

"Alright then. Come with me," Chu Feng conceded, knowing he wouldn’t be able to leave today without compromising.

"Do you really understand the Eastern language?" Fang Ting was the one who spoke the least, even to Chu Feng.

"Yes," Fang Ting said, nodding crisply.

"Will you be talking a lot today?" Chu Feng continued.

Fang Ting said, "Yes."

Chu Feng asked, "Do you understand any other languages?"

Fang Ting replied, "I know English, Korean, Spanish, and Russian!"

Chu Feng laughed, "Well then, from now on, I’ll bring you along when I go out, because I want to see if you’re always as cool when you talk a lot."

Fang Ting gave Chu Feng a look, one that he immediately understood—a look that read, "Jerk!"