School Beauty's Personal Martial Expert
Chapter 459: Soul?

Chapter 459: Soul?

A moment later, the phone connected, and Huang Xiaojun said excitedly, "Brother Chen, have you arrived at school yet? I was thinking, if Leng Xuan is killed at school, it will definitely cause a sensation. Moreover, if things aren’t handled cleanly, you could get into big trouble, Brother Chen. So, I suggest you wait until after school and keep an eye on that kid outside the campus. Then, I’ll contact Xu Renjie from class 3-2 and have him help keep track of Leng Xuan’s movements, and he can report back to you."

"Heh!" Chen Feng laughed smugly, "Young Master Jun, there’s no need for all that trouble. That kid is as good as dead."

Huang Xiaojun said, "Brother Chen, I’m well aware of your strength, but better safe than sorry, right?"

"Haha, Young Master Jun, you’re not getting my point," Chen Feng laughed, "What I mean is, I’ve already rigged that kid. Believe me, he won’t live to see tomorrow’s sunrise."

"What?" Huang Xiaojun sounded shocked, "Is he already dead?"

"No!" Chen Feng said, "I used a very mysterious martial skill. He won’t die so soon, probably not until after eight or nine o’clock tonight. By that time, if he has to die, he’ll die in his own home, and on the surface, it will look like he died of a bursting blood vessel, so no one will suspect me."

"Mysterious martial skill?" Over the phone, Huang Xiaojun was obviously taken aback, but he was well aware of Chen Feng’s extraordinary skills, which seemed almost supernatural, like something out of a martial arts novel. Thus, he had no reason to doubt the truth in Chen Feng’s words. Thinking about Leng Xuan’s impending demise that night made him feel a rush of excitement, "Brother Chen, you’ve done a great job, you’re like my real brother. You have no idea, ever since that kid came to our school, I haven’t had a single good day. Now that he’s going to die, let’s see who dares to oppose me. Heh heh, and Zhou Li, that little chick will definitely not escape from the palm of my hand then."

Chen Feng let out a dry laugh, about to speak when he suddenly caught a glimpse in the rearview mirror of someone sitting in the back seat, which nearly gave him a heart attack. He turned his head quickly and saw Leng Xuan’s indifferent face.

When had this kid gotten into the car? Chen Feng’s heart was pounding, and sweat broke out on his forehead. Was what he was seeing a ghost? Otherwise, how could he have not sensed someone boarding the car with the Cultivation Level he had reached at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage?

He thought back: he had patted this kid on the shoulder with controlled force. The kid shouldn’t have died so quickly, right? But if he hadn’t died, then how could his soul appear in his car?

Chen Feng had never encountered such a bizarre and terrifying incident in his life. In an instant, his nerves were tightly wound, his thoughts a jumbled mess. With a trembling voice, he asked, "Kid, are you human or ghost?"

Leng Xuan looked at Chen Feng expressionlessly, remaining silent.

Chen Feng shivered uncontrollably, feeling an eerie chill throughout the car. His scalp numbed, and goosebumps covered his body. However, being a cultivator, he was supposed to be much braver than an ordinary person. Soon, he forcibly controlled the fear in his heart and sneered, "Good kid, so what if I killed you? Do you think your Soul Body can harm me? If you know what’s good for you, get lost. Otherwise, I’ll destroy your soul as well."