Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 625 - 0627 My Troubles Are Greater

Chapter 625: Chapter 0627 My Troubles Are Greater

Chu Feng’s words really left Jin Yu speechless. However, Chu Feng was the boss, and whatever Chu Feng said, he could only listen.

But it must be said, Jin Yu did indeed have a belly full of tricks—at least, that’s what Chu Feng believed.

"Good! Very good, I’ll leave this matter for you to handle," Chu Feng said, patting Jin Yu on the shoulder.

Jin Yu said, "Young Master Chu, rest assured, I will definitely handle this matter properly."

Chu Feng replied, "Then go ahead and give it your all. I won’t disturb your enjoyment any longer."

After Chu Feng left his house, Jin Yu mysteriously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew! Could it be that I’m really despicable?" Jin Yu exhaled a troubled breath, mockingly saying to himself.

Of course, Jin Yu knew that this wasn’t about being despicable. It was about lacking a sense of security; without such an opportunity, Chu Feng wouldn’t truly fully trust to cooperate with him.

Because from his understanding of Chu Feng, Chu Feng would absolutely not do something unless he was certain of it.

But Chu Feng needed an opportunity, or rather, a reason, to completely make him his own.

So Jin Yu created such an opportunity for Chu Feng, and Chu Feng simply went with the flow.

"Father, I will avenge you. No matter the cost, I will not forget. This time is the only time in my life I will be defiant," Jin Yu’s eyes hardened, his gaze filled with a killing aura.

Clearly, he had never forgotten his hatred, just like Chu Feng, who also never thought of forgetting the revenge for his older brother. No matter who it was or what background they had, Chu Feng would definitely not forget this hatred.

Actually, Chu Feng also understood Jin Yu’s method; everyone needed an excuse, it’s like Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai—one willing to endure and the other willing to beat. But this way, Chu Feng could trust Jin Yu.

As he came out from Jin Yu’s doorstep, a coffee-colored Bentley pulled up in front of Chu Feng.

And it so happened to stop right in Chu Feng’s path, as if by coincidence.

"Whose car is this, blocking someone’s house? Believe it or not, I’ll kick this piece of junk into pieces," Chu Feng yelled.

The car window rolled down, then a delicate face emerged. However, this face didn’t belong to a woman, but to a man who could make women jealous.

Of course, this handsomeness wasn’t effeminate; it was a handsomeness full of masculinity.

Looking at such a face, Chu Feng felt the impulse to rush over and stomp it into mush.

Born so beautiful and so wealthy, the heavens really aren’t fair.

"Squeak!"

The car door silently opened, and the person inside stepped out.

Seeing the person who got out of the car, Chu Feng felt a bit more fairness in the world.

Because while he was handsome, attractive, and masculine, he had one fatal flaw—he was very short.

Isn’t there an old saying that many handsome guys ultimately fall short because of their ’height’?

The man facing him was exactly that situation, but Chu Feng was quite satisfied with it.

Otherwise, if there were a man who was perfect in every aspect, Chu Feng would feel quite uncomfortable inside.

Then Chu Feng couldn’t claim to be someone who doesn’t want to be a chef, yet is not a good driver, right?

"Mr. Chu, hello," the young man took the initiative, extending his hand to Chu Feng.

Although he wasn’t tall, the aura about him was not weak, giving a considerable sense of pressure—clearly, it was the bearing of someone accustomed to high positions for many years.

However, Chu Feng had met many important people, and even if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t be suppressed by such pressure.

You see, Chu Feng was an Earth-Level master, and a true Cultivator in every sense of the word.

In the words of a little monster: "Humans, you are too weak."

Nonetheless, Chu Feng still reached out and shook hands with the other party.

"Hello," Chu Feng said.

Their handshake was brief, for after all, having two men’s hands clasped together for too long can feel a bit odd.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Song Chengfeng. I come from the Song Family of Songjiang," Song Chengfeng introduced himself proactively, without any concealment,

Of course, given his family background, he had no need to hide anything.

"The Song Family?" Chu Feng’s eyebrows slightly furrowed; clearly, he had not expected that the person coming to find him would be from the Song Family, which was unrelated to the matter at hand.

Chu Feng already knew from Jin Yu that it was the Shen Family that had joined forces with the Bai Family. Logically, it should have been the Shen Family coming to find him to apply pressure.

How could the Song Family, which had no stake or conflict of interest in the situation, have been the first to approach him?

"Mr. Chu, can we talk in the car?" Song Chengfeng invited proactively.

Chu Feng said, "But I really don’t have the habit of riding in the same car with a man?"

Song Chengfeng wasn’t annoyed but remained calm as he said, "I’m aware. However, the person coming to pick you up later is also a man, and compared to him, I think I should be less annoying."

After hearing what Song Chengfeng said, Chu Feng replied, "Alright. Just from that remark, I’ll get in your car. But you better not be tricking me, and have a beauty picking me up later."

Song Chengfeng laughed and said, "Is Mr. Chu lacking beauties by his side?"

Hearing Song Chengfeng’s words, Chu Feng’s gaze suddenly sharpened.

Like a dragon’s reverse scale, touch it and incur death. The female friends by his side were Chu Feng’s reverse scales.

Although Song Chengfeng hadn’t said anything outright, what he implied made Chu Feng wary.

Instantly, the air temperature seemed to drop by four or five degrees, and those lurking in the shadows all became tense.

Song Chengfeng also realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly added with a laugh, "Mr. Chu, don’t get me wrong, I was just expressing my envy. I’m quite handsome myself, but I don’t have the good fortune like you. Many women feel inferior beside me. It’s quite a bother, actually."

Song Chengfeng’s humorous self-deprecation indeed dispelled the chill emanating from Chu Feng.

"Actually, I carry a similar burden, I’m pretty handsome, women feel inferior around me, and they still keep throwing themselves at me. My trouble is a bit bigger than yours," Chu Feng said.

"Haha! Mr. Chu, you’re as humorous as the rumors say. Please get in the car; the next one is arriving," Song Chengfeng said, looking at the car lights not far away.

Chu Feng, looking at the distant car lights, said, "Actually, I quite fancy taking the car behind that one."

Song Chengfeng said, "They will definitely follow us. I’ve always felt that you and I are similar in some ways. We probably have more in common to talk about than you and him."

Even at this point in time, Song Chengfeng spoke at a steady pace, without any change in his demeanor.

Such composure isn’t something that can be developed overnight.

"Alright then. I’ll ride with you, and on the way back home, I’ll take their car," said Chu Feng as he ducked into the Bentley.

Then Song Chengfeng, glancing back at the Rolls-Royce behind him with a smile on his lips, also got into the car.