Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 486 - 0488: Serial Kill

Chapter 486: Chapter 0488: Serial Kill

Chu Feng looked at the waiter in front of him and said, "Are you asking how I knew? Then I will waste a bit of time explaining. Actually, you’re quite clever, wearing the uniform of a waiter from this floor, but you ran here from the end of the corridor. I only heard your footsteps when you were close to the elevator—a waiter’s running footsteps couldn’t possibly be that light. Moreover, this corridor is fifty meters long, and it took a waiter only six seconds to run that distance. Entering the elevator without even breathing heavily—do you think that’s possible?"

After pausing for a moment, Chu Feng continued, "Furthermore, when you came in to apologize, your eyes were not looking at the ground but were stealthily scanning for all the weak spots on my body. You stood in front of me firstly to lower my guard and secondly to see my actions from the mirror in front to find the best timing to make your move. Now we have reached the sixteenth floor; it’s the perfect moment for you to strike."

The assassin in front, upon hearing Chu Feng’s words, was already sweating profusely. He hadn’t expected his seemingly flawless assassination plan to be full of loopholes in Chu Feng’s eyes.

For an assassin, failing the mission was not the most shameful thing. What was most shameful was failing before it even began, and to be mercilessly pointed out for all his mistakes, clearly telling him where he had failed.

Nevertheless, he still decided to make his move; his hand, which had been clutching the pistol under his clothes, was ready to pull the trigger.

But it was merely a second of distraction, and Chu Feng had already disappeared from in front of the mirror-like panel.

"Where is he?"

The assassin instinctively turned around to search, but Chu Feng had already appeared behind him.

"Snap!"

With a precise chop of his hand, the waiter didn’t even grunt before fainting.

"Such a good elevator, and you were about to put several holes in it—that would cost quite a bit to repair." Chu Feng laid the assassin down on the ground, and then the elevator reached the first floor.

As soon as the elevator arrived at the first floor, Dong Wanliang had already come with a group of people, surrounding the area.

"Is Young Master Chu alright?" Dong Wanliang immediately approached to ask.

Chu Feng replied, "Do I look like I’m in trouble? Find me a quiet place; I have a few questions to ask him."

Dong Wanliang nodded and said, "Alright, I’ll arrange the basement for Young Master Chu."

Dong Wanliang was not a kind soul in the past, so his basement was equipped with something akin to a torture chamber.

Dong Wanliang took the man to the basement, and Chu Feng woke up the assassin.

"Snap!"

Chu Feng raised his hand and grasped the assassin’s chin, then forcefully twisted it, completely dislocating his jaw, so he had no way to bite down on his Poison Teeth.

"Bang!"

But the next moment, something unexpected happened; the assassin headbutted a sponge-covered table.

The tables here were covered with sponge to prevent people from using this method to kill themselves.

But this time, this arrangement was ineffective, as the assassin died from bleeding from all orifices following the impact.

Seeing the assassin dead, Chu Feng’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Young Master Chu, this..." Dong Wanliang did not understand what had happened, having never encountered such a situation before.

"It’s not your fault, someone had placed poison inside his brain," said Chu Feng as his Divine Sense swept over the body, finding tampering inside his head only.

"Putting poison inside the brain, how is that possible?" Dong Wanliang found the concept inconceivable upon hearing Chu Feng’s words.

Chu Feng said, "Nothing is impossible; my opponents are capable of anything. But even I hadn’t anticipated this—it seems my enemies are even more formidable than I had imagined."

Dong Wanliang asked, "Does Young Master Chu need my help to investigate?"

Chu Feng replied, "No need to waste your time; you wouldn’t find out anything anyway. Just dispose of his body and make sure no one finds out."

Dong Wanliang nodded and said, "Alright, Young Master Chu, I will take care of it."

Chu Feng left the basement, but his mood was very heavy. Clearly, the appearance of the assassin had made Chu Feng even more wary of the hidden enemy.

The idea of someone planting poison inside the brain was something entirely unexpected by Chu Feng. Of course, he never imagined that there could really be people who would do so.

"Whew! Who did it this time? It seems I have more enemies than friends—is it really because I’m too handsome, and they are jealous of me?" Chu Feng stepped outside, took a deep breath of the cold air into his lungs to stay more alert.

However, obviously no one could answer Chu Feng.

"Shoo!"

Just as Chu Feng was about to turn and leave, a flash of cold light swept toward his neck.

The speed of the cold light was so fast that it was difficult for Chu Feng to react.

"Hmph!"

But at the crucial moment, Spiritual Energy did its job. Chu Feng enveloped his neck with Spiritual Energy, blocking the lethal strike.

The blade rubbed against the Spiritual Energy, emitting a harsh sound. The icy blade had split even the tiny fuzz on Chu Feng’s neck into halves, the cold sharpness letting Chu Feng smell the scent of death.

"Woosh!"

The cold light passed by Chu Feng, and in less than a fraction of a second, by the time Chu Feng tried to locate it again, it had disappeared into the night.

Seeing the cold light vanish, Chu Feng touched his neck and noticed a drop of blood on his palm.

"Such a fast blade," Chu Feng remarked, looking at the fresh blood on his hand, unable to help but exclaim.

This attacker was clearly connected to the first assassin, who was merely a high-level pawn meant to let Chu Feng’s guard down, while this one was the real deal meant to deliver the killing blow. However, they didn’t know that Chu Feng used Spiritual Energy instead of Inner Strength. This happened to be a wrong assumption; if not for this error, they would have succeeded, and Chu Feng would have ended up as a corpse on the snowy ground.

The opponent was too fast; by the time Chu Feng regained his composure, the attacker had already vanished beyond his Divine Sense’s detection range.

"Who exactly is it?" Chu Feng was now even more intrigued by this adversary.

But now was not the time to dwell on curiosity; Chu Feng needed to ensure that his home was safe.

Getting a car from Dong Wanliang, Chu Feng sped toward his home.

Meanwhile, in the quietest room of Jin Yu’s father in the Jin Family residence, Jin Yu’s father was speaking quietly on the phone.