Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 404 Your Logic Is Flawed!

Chapter 404: Chapter 404 Your Logic Is Flawed!

"Miss, you’ve gone a bit too far!"

Aunt Lan stepped forward again and tugged at Deng Yongshi’s sleeve, "If the Old General finds out about this..."

"Hmph, I didn’t force him!" Deng Yongshi sniffed, turned her head towards Ling Feng, and pouted, "What’s wrong, Mr. Ling, did I force you? Stay if you want to stay! If you don’t want to, then leave! Go on, leave!"

Ling Feng touched his nose, realizing he had underestimated Deng Yongshi’s malice, thinking of using such a method to humiliate him.

"Miss Deng, are you sure you want me to stay here?"

Ling Feng stretched lazily and said with a chuckle, "The conditions are quite nice."

"Yes, they are!" Deng Yongshi wrinkled her nose, "Perfectly suited for you!"

"Well then, that’s great! Just great!" Ling Feng’s eyebrows arched as he flashed into the courtyard’s back room, pushed open the door, and laughed, "Look at this, such a large courtyard, the room is indeed not bad at all! Thank you for your kind intentions, Miss Deng!"

After speaking, he walked boldly into the "Shuyi Pavilion" under everyone’s gaze, found the bedroom, and lay down straight as a rod.

"You... you... you... jerk!"

Deng Yongshi was nearly exploding with anger; that Shuyi Pavilion was her boudoir!

Deng Yongshi cursed aloud and immediately rushed into her room, seeing Ling Feng actually lying on her bed made her tremble with fury!

This "dirty" man had the audacity to lie on her bed without even taking off his coat!

No, even without his coat, it was not acceptable!

Deng Yongshi was close to being driven mad by Ling Feng, she snarled and cursed, "You jerk, I’m going to kill you!"

The maids standing by were also stunned; that was the Miss of the General Mansion’s private chamber!

For any other man, let alone lying on the Miss’s bed, even setting foot into her private chamber would be absolutely impossible.

In fact, as soon as Ling Feng lay down, he realized things had taken a serious turn.

The fragrant scent on the bed was quite familiar; it seemed to be the same as the scent on Deng Yongshi herself!

Looking around at the decor and considering Deng Yongshi’s furious howling, Ling Feng was one hundred percent certain he had accidentally taken to Deng Yongshi’s bed!

Now this was quite awkward...

But Ling Feng was still Ling Feng after all; what had happened had happened. Could simply jumping up and apologizing fix it?

He casually crooked up his leg, smiling at the fuming Deng Yongshi who had barged in, and pouted, "Miss Deng, it’s getting late, I was about to rest. Isn’t it a bit improper for you to barge into my room like this? If word gets out, I’m afraid people might gossip."

Upon hearing this, all the maids around him twitched at the corners of their mouths.

You’re comfortably lying in the Miss’s chamber; it seems that’s far more inappropriate!

"Shameless! Scoundrel! Lecher!"

Deng Yongshi shouted and then tried to kick him with a flying foot. Ling Feng took the opportunity to spring up from the bed with a carp jump, dodging while saying, "I’m saying, Miss Deng, it was clearly you who assigned this place to me. I moved in according to your wishes; what seems to be the problem?"

Deng Yongshi was so angry she clenched her teeth, "Bull... bullshit! You jerk!"

In a fit of rage, Deng Yongshi finally couldn’t hold back and cursed out loud!

"Miss Deng, I’ve realized there’s a problem with your logic," said Ling Feng. "You said the courtyard has been given to me, so shouldn’t the loft inside the courtyard be mine as well? Do all you noble families really have a custom of living in the courtyard? My apologies, my apologies, I just can’t grasp the trends of you aristocrats, it’s my fault!"

"Pfft..."

All the maids gathered around couldn’t help but suppress their giggles, chuckling behind pursed lips, but when they caught Deng Yongshi’s murderous glare, they had to bite their lips and hold their laughter back, each clutching their stomachs, wanting to laugh but not daring to, feeling uncomfortably stifled.

"You bastard, you dare twist words to your advantage, you filthy rascal actually dared to sleep in this lady’s bed, I’ll kill you!"

"Your bed?" Ling Feng feigned astonishment, "Miss Deng, didn’t you ask me to switch rooms with Little White? I thought this was where Little White lived!"

"What did you say!" Upon hearing this, Deng Yongshi grew even angrier, her fury seeming to ignite the Three Corpse Gods within her.

After a whole roundabout, this damn rascal had managed to insult her by calling her a dog, and he didn’t even use a single swear word!

Bastard! Bastard!

Deng Yongshi glared at Ling Feng, clenching her fists tightly, and yelled, "Get out, get out, get out! Just get out!"

"Forget it, since Miss Deng doesn’t want me to stay here, I’ll just have to put up with staying in Tianyi Pavilion." Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders, his face the picture of innocence as he said, "Aunt Lan, could you please show me the way?"

"This..." Aunt Lan glanced at Ling Feng, then back at Deng Yongshi, and heaved a soft sigh. She could only gesture towards Ling Feng to follow her and said gently, "Young Master Ling, please come with me."

"Thank you, Aunt Lan."

So, under the guidance of Aunt Lan, Ling Feng left Deng Yongshi’s room with a swagger.

And Deng Yongshi, in her fury, thrashed about, destroying things, until she finally calmed down a bit. Her eyes gleaming with an icy coldness, she gritted her teeth and said, "Bastard, next, I shall make you aware of this lady’s methods!"

"I won’t let you off until I play you to death, I’ll take your surname Ling!"

Having said that, Deng Yongshi looked at the bed that Ling Feng had slept in, stamped her foot forcefully on the ground, and huffed angrily, "What are you standing there for? Burn this bed, these covers, everything that damn rascal has used! Burn it all!"

"Yes, Miss!"

The maids exchanged glances, immediately getting busy, but secretly they snickered to themselves: The notoriously temperamental miss had finally met her match...

...

After Aunt Lan brought Ling Feng to Tianyi Pavilion, she bowed slightly to him and said apologetically, "Young Master Ling, the young lady is just a bit wilful and spoiled; she’s actually not a bad person. I hope you won’t take it to heart."

Ling Feng shook his head with a smile, "Aunt Lan, please rest assured, I am well aware. Since Elder Deng has asked me to discipline Miss Deng, I will surely do my utmost."

"Good." Aunt Lan nodded slightly, "That’s a relief. I think since Young Master Ling and the young lady are close in age, you might be able to help her quite a bit."

"Perhaps." Ling Feng pursed his lips. Given the way Deng Yongshi treated him as an enemy, he definitely couldn’t let that woman find out about the Demon Mirage Crystal Core—otherwise, that crazy woman might just destroy it.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do—he would have to take it one step at a time.

"Alright, I won’t disturb Young Master Ling any further. Please rest early," Aunt Lan bowed once more to Ling Feng, then led the other maids away slowly.

Closing the door behind him, Ling Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, let out a soft sigh, and without further thought, he began to concentrate on the Human Dao Divine Pattern and started his seated meditation.

Regardless of where he was, the time spent daily in cultivation using the Human Dao Eye was extremely precious and certainly could not be wasted.