True Solution of the Sword Dao
Chapter 290 - 277 Accident 1

Chapter 290: Chapter 277 Accident 1

The early morning sky was just beginning to lighten.

Lin Fei stepped out of the Trendy Internet Cafe. On the white cement of the streets outside, several cleaners dressed in red uniforms were already busy sweeping. The swishing sound of brooms in the crisp air gave an even fresher sensation.

At this time, students who had stayed overnight were also leaving the internet cafe. They moved leisurely in small groups, heading back to school.

"Lin Fei, heading back? What’s for breakfast?" Wu Xiuye yawned as he walked out.

"Anything will do," Lin Fei replied, hands in his pockets, showing no signs of fatigue from staying up all night. Now, he only needed about three to four hours of sleep each day to handle the day’s exhaustion.

"How about noodles?"

"Whatever."

Wu Xiuye, along with a girl who had been sitting nearby, walked down the street with Lin Fei. They went to the noodle shop where Wu Xiuye had treated them the day before. After resolving the breakfast issue, the two girls headed straight back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep.

Lin Fei left the noodle shop alone, slowly walking down the street. He had booked his return ticket for the next morning, so he still had a day to himself.

Normally, he rarely had such leisure time, spending his days either practicing swordsmanship, studying, or pondering the situations he faced. Since being reborn, this was one of the first times he truly relaxed.

Maybe it was the deep impression left by the woman in the black dress during the battle, or perhaps it was something else, but Lin Fei felt a vague sense of emotion.

Following the street, he walked toward an area away from the school. Early morning commuters increased around him, and clusters of people waiting for buses appeared. More shops were opening their doors.

Lin Fei walked slowly along the sidewalk.

"I have faced crises and death more than once," he said, stretching out his hand, his skin pale and delicate, his fingers long and elegant, like a precious piece of art. Yet this seemingly clean and pale hand had been stained with copious amounts of blood. "Yet, I am still clueless."

He walked on quietly.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed with the sound of a text message.

Lin Fei took it out and saw it was from Dong Yaofei.

"Master, remember to come in the afternoon. Zhang Minghui will also be there."

He casually replied with an affirmative. Lin Fei then recalled who Zhang Minghui was, having met him when he first entered Level D, and the two had admired each other. However, Zhang Minghui’s unclear strength back then was merely at the Peak of D-level. Although reaching the peak of D-level as a common man was indeed not easy, it meant nothing to the current Lin Fei, even being at the Peak of C-level.

Thinking back to his weaker self, Lin Fei couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Now, Yuan Yicheng and Jin Yi were off handling their own affairs. Shuang’er was staying at a hotel, gathering some Dream Eater followers. Since being overpowered by Lu Xiuya last time, she seemed to have a renewed zeal to prove herself, talking about creating a large intelligence network for her brother and has started her endeavors.

The Hand of Scarlet had gone to the United Kingdom and hadn’t returned yet, but True Force seeds continued to flow steadily back from there. Sis was still recuperating, but under Lin Fei’s coordination, would soon come to Hua Nation. Lin Fei had prepared True Force seeds for him to expedite his recovery.

In Ping City, the Swordsmanship Club led by Xu Ruoruo had become the shining star of the city. As the sharpest sword in Lu Jun’s hands, she had repelled two attacks from branch managers of Shueisha trying to take advantage of the chaos to expand their territory. The situation at Shueisha was chaotic at the higher levels and even more so below, almost like warlord divisions. The clubs were increasingly recruiting more members, and even Old Fei, originally just an intermediary, was dragged into this. As the head, Chen Chen and Fan Wenshu had decided to open a branch outside the city.

Everything was progressing steadily.

As for Lu Xiuya, he had vanished after recovering from his injuries.

Lin Fei, while organizing recent information, wandered aimlessly, and unknowingly, it was already noon.

Regaining his senses, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar neighborhood.

At the crowded crossroad, vehicles shuttled back and forth, and people rushed past Lin Fei, the noise of the crowd and the honking of vehicles blending into a lively chaos.

Lin Fei looked up at the road signs above the crossroads, which distinctly indicated, the direction back to Yan Capital University, to the right, the direction to Capital City Film and Television Academy. The other two directions were names of other streets.

At that moment, Lin Fei noticed that there seemed to be a higher proportion of fashionably dressed young college students on this road. Some nicer vehicles continuously drove out from that direction.

The Capital City Film and Television Academy, where Dong Yaofei was studying. Unlike Lin Fei, Dong Yaofei was now a senior and nearing graduation.

Lin Fei slowly continued toward the direction of the Capital City Film and Television Academy.

But after only a few steps, a sudden burst of honking came from behind.

"Teacher Lin Fei!" Dong Yaofei’s somewhat effeminate voice called from behind.

Lin Fei turned around to see Dong Yaofei sticking his head out of a silver Mercedes, smiling brightly at him. On the passenger seat of the Mercedes, a pretty girl with bright eyes and white teeth curiously looked over. Clearly, Dong Yaofei was likely trying to impress the girl.

After Dong Yaofei pulled him into the car, the Mercedes slowly started moving again.

The air conditioner was on in the car, making it warm inside.

"Why have you not been staying at home and running out instead?" Lin Fei asked softly.

"I’m not the kind to just stay put. You know that," Dong Yaofei replied to Lin Fei, feeling a bit fearful but also a bit friendly.

"It’s better to be honest," Lin Fei said lightly.

"Yaofei, who is he?" the girl in the passenger seat asked with a frown.

"Just call him Brother Lin," Dong Yaofei said casually.

The girl seemed a bit confused. The tone of the conversation between Lin Fei and Dong Yaofei was really not polite. It had a kind of condescending feel.

In fact, Lin Fei himself hadn’t noticed that his manner of speaking had come to bear a condescending tone. Others might not have noticed, but Dong Yaofei always felt it deeply. However, it seemed he thought it was only natural.

At this moment, the girl probably thought of Lin Fei as someone from an extremely influential family. Polite, she greeted Lin Fei with a smile and sweetly called him Brother Lin.

"The luncheon this afternoon is actually organized by my family. This time I’m relying entirely on you, Lin Fei. You are my teacher after all," Dong Yaofei said helplessly.

"Is it that exaggerated?" Lin Fei asked with a laugh.

"Very exaggerated. Both my grandfather and my maternal grandfather will be there."

"By the way, I’m about to meet some friends, Lin Fei, why don’t you join us?" Dong Yaofei asked, although his expression was hopeful.

It was clear that now, with the Wu Family having withdrawn from Hua Nation, his life seemed to have returned to normal, and he felt much more relaxed.

"You’re really not afraid, are you?" Lin Fei said resignedly. With the tense situation in Hua Nation at the moment, facing the disintegration of the Imperial Secret Service and the selection period for replacing the Five Stars, foreign powers were eyeing them covetously, and the internal chaos and struggle for power were everywhere, yet Dong Yaofei seemed not to be afraid at all.

"In my family and social circle, I am famously unambitious. When other families talk about negative examples, I’m always at the top of the list. Apart from my dad, no one else in the family takes me seriously. Do you think a person like me would have much value?" Dong Yaofei was just being self-deprecating. If it weren’t for the fact that the Wu Family had not revealed the secret of his void-born constitution before being defeated and forced to withdraw from Hua Nation, he would not be so pessimistic now if he knew about his own innate abilities.

"As long as my elder brother and second brother are there, no one will pay attention to me," Dong Yaofei also revealed a bit about his own situation.

"Don’t underestimate yourself too much."

"Is this your way of comforting me, teacher?"

"Do you think I comfort people?" Lin Fei started laughing.

Dong Yaofei laughed along with him.

"Thanks."

He paused, then continued.

"After the incident last time, the Wu Family withdrew from Hua Nation, and my father started to pay a bit more attention to me. But don’t worry, Uncle Yan didn’t spread your news carelessly."

"Even if he did, it wouldn’t matter," Lin Fei said nonchalantly.

"That’s true," Dong Yaofei thought for a moment and then nodded.

However, the two meant completely different things. Lin Fei meant that, given the strength of Dong Yaofei’s bodyguard Uncle Yan they met last time, it was impossible for him to discern Lin Fei’s current strength.

And Dong Yaofei thought that even if Uncle Yan did mention it, the family wouldn’t completely believe it.

As for Dong Yaofei’s status in the family, Lin Fei had also guessed some aspects.

It was definitely one of not being very important, but it also held considerable resonance with the face of the family. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have ended up personally gathering experts to combat the Wu Family. After all, the Dong Family was also one of the top-level great families, and just a little use of family power and relations could have invited more proficient experts than those F-level freelancers they had initially.

"By the way, some of my buddies who dealt with the Ouyang Family affair will be there this time. They’ve been wanting to meet you for quite a while, but I didn’t feel right disturbing you," Dong Yaofei said.

"Really?" After interacting for some time, Lin Fei did feel a slight fondness for Dong Yaofei, who was the kind of person who, if he respected and valued someone, would think of others in every aspect and consider everything for them.

As they talked, the Mercedes quickly arrived at a T-junction and then drove down a sloping roadside into a separate small pedestrian street.

Lin Fei looked out of the car, the black asphalt of the street, the dark iron-colored street lights, and a few scattered flower beds and bronze sculptures were tastefully arranged.

The Mercedes slowed to a stop beside a round fountain at the front of a hotel.

Two female attendants who had already come forward eagerly pulled open the door,

and the three alighted from the car. Led by the attendants, they walked towards the hotel behind the fountain. An attendant got into the car and drove it into the parking lot. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Qiandian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)