Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 328: Young Prince? Smack Him! (3 more)

Chapter 328: Chapter 328: Young Prince? Smack Him! (3 more)

The next day, inside the Book Collection Pavilion.

Ling Feng was holding a book about casting and was reading it with great interest.

"Did Cousin say you were looking for me?"

Suddenly, a pleasant voice reached his ears; Ling Feng looked up, and it was Qin Wanwan whom he had asked Lio Yunfei to summon.

Ling Feng didn’t want to make another trip to a place like "girls’ dormitory" and thereby invite some unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Um, have a seat."

Ling Feng nodded and gestured for Qin Wanwan to sit next to him.

Qin Wanwan bit her tender lip, "Why did you suddenly ask for me?"

"I heard someone sent you flowers a couple of days ago." Ling Feng asked indifferently.

"Yes, a thousand of them, indeed spectacular!" Qin Wanwan exaggerated, "I’m sort of regretting it now, if only I hadn’t thrown them away."

"Have you come to terms with it? Ready to accept your fate?" Ling Feng, touching his nose bridge, asked with interest.

"Accept hell!"

Qin Wanwan glared at Ling Feng furiously, gritting her teeth, "If I had known, I would have kept them and then had you pass them along to the ’Beauty of the Central Courtyard,’ helping you to win a beauty sooner!"

Ling Feng’s mouth twitched slightly, "Then I really should thank you!"

Shaking his head and smiling, Ling Feng thought to himself: Sometimes women are too strong-willed, which really isn’t a good thing.

"Yo, isn’t this Wanwan! What a coincidence!"

Just then, a magnetic voice was heard.

Qin Wanwan immediately frowned, clenched her fists, and muttered under her breath, "Just can’t shake this evil spirit!"

Ling Feng turned his head and saw a man in a silk robe embroidered with golden threads quickly approaching Qin Wanwan. The man looked decent, but his eyes emitted a frivolous air. His complexion was slightly jaundiced, evidently a result of indulging in carnality, leading to depleted vigor.

Clearly a vile character!

However, the man’s cultivation was decent; he actually had over forty meridians, but his state seemed somewhat inflated, probably due to constantly popping pills and consuming various Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to reach his current level.

As a scion of the Royal Family, he indeed had a remarkable advantage, a starting point hard for ordinary people to reach.

"Coincidence?" Qin Wanwan snorted, "You have people watching where I live day and night, and as soon as I step out, you get the news—yeah, very ’coincidental’ indeed!"

Despite being exposed, Moo Lin maintained a smiley face, jubilant as he said, "Isn’t it because I love you too much. How about it, Wanwan, think it over carefully. What do you think? If you marry me, you could be a Princess!"

"Moo Lin, just give up already! How can you have the face to show up in front of me after what you did two years ago?"

Qin Wanwan trembled with anger. Two years ago, she was only fourteen years old, and this shameless beast had tried to take advantage of her using drugs!

"Ah, the folly of youth. Who doesn’t do something silly when they’re young!" Moo Lin shamelessly grinned, "Besides, why bring up such outdated matters? As long as you marry me, I will definitely treat you well!"

Qin Wanwan clenched her fists, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, "Can’t you just leave me alone? Are you really lacking women?"

"Ha ha ha..." Moo Lin laughed out loud, "Indeed, I’m not short of women around me, but I’m missing a flavorful woman like you. Don’t you know the best things are those you can’t have? I didn’t get you two years ago, but now, I won’t miss this chance again!"

"So, you’re just scum." Ling Feng pursed his lips, suddenly blurting out.

"Huh?"

Moo Lin’s lecherous eyes were scanning Qin Wanwan back and forth when he suddenly heard Ling Feng’s words. He violently slapped the table and turned his head to look at Ling Feng, coldly saying, "And who are you supposed to be?"

"That’s not important. What’s important is, don’t you think it’s quite despicable to try and get a woman using such sleazy methods?"

Ling Feng didn’t even lift his head, but at the sight of Moo Lin’s face, he felt nauseous.

"Despicable? Hehehe..."

Far from being angry, Moo Lin took pride in it and burst into laughter, "Don’t you know that being shameless is my trademark? You lowly inferior, I advise you to mind your own business; otherwise, you won’t want to face my wrath!"

"Oh? Just because you are from the Royal Nobles, you do whatever you want?" Ling Feng slowly stood up and said indifferently, "Qin Wanwan is a student from our East Courtyard, and as the Chief, I won’t allow you to force her into anything she doesn’t want to do."

"Yeah, what a noble reason indeed; you just want to steal the girl from me, right?"

Moo Lin snapped his fingers, directly took out a stack of thick Crystal Tickets from the Spirit Storage Ring, and smashed them onto Ling Feng’s face, "Here, take it! You’ve probably never seen so much money in your life, have you?"

Ling Feng slightly dodged to avoid the Crystal Tickets aimed at his face and quickly grabbed Moo Lin’s wrist with a huge hand.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound followed, and Moo Lin’s arm broke.

"Ah!"

Instantly, Moo Lin let out a pig-like scream, trembling uncontrollably, his forehead dripping with large beads of sweat.

"You bastard, how dare you lay a hand on me?"

Moo Lin’s face, which was somewhat handsome, twisted drastically, "What are you looking at, attack! Everyone, take this bastard down!"

"Cling!"

At once, a large group of henchmen who had come with Moo Lin drew their weapons and surrounded Ling Feng. Due to Ling Feng holding Moo Lin, they didn’t dare to act rashly.

"Ling Feng, you... don’t mess around, he’s the Young Prince!"

Qin Wanwan was in complete disarray. She knew Ling Feng always defied authority, but this time, the opponent’s background was too significant.

So significant that even the Jaangling Royal Mansion had to swallow their grievances.

"Did you hear that, you lowlife!" Moo Lin’s face was ferocious as he stared fixedly at Ling Feng. "Let go of me, this worthless lowlife. Are you not afraid that my father will eradicate your Nine Clans?"

"Eradicate my Nine Clans?" Ling Feng slapped him directly across the face, "With your notorious history of misdeeds and abusing your status, do you truly think that everything under heaven is inferior to your Prince Mansion?"

"Slap!"

A loud slap made Moo Lin stagger, nose bleeding profusely.

"You lowly dog, how dare you strike me? You actually dare to slap me!"

Moo Lin glared furiously, his teeth bared, venomously cursing Ling Feng. From childhood till now, no one had ever dared to slap him like this; even his father had never been willing to strike him.

"This slap is on behalf of your father to discipline you. Tell your father not to thank me too much!"

"How audacious, daring to offend the Young Prince!"

"Boy, let go of the Young Prince now, or even a hundred lives won’t be enough for what’s coming!"

"Alright then, let’s see about that!"

Ling Feng grabbed Moo Lin by the neck, with an unconcerned look on his face, "After all, I’m just a lowlife. Trading my life for the life of a noble Young Prince from the Royal Family seems like quite a bargain to me!"