True Solution of the Sword Dao
Chapter 292 - 279: Night One

Chapter 292: Chapter 279: Night One

The sudden event left everyone dumbfounded.

Lin Fei glanced at Zhao Yuqing in front of him, casually tossed the roses in his arms onto the ground amid the heart-shaped array of flowers, then walked past Zhao Yuqing as if she weren’t there.

Yaofei, holding the girl’s arm, followed. Before leaving, he admired Zhao Yuqing with considerable appreciation.

The three of them left as if nothing had happened.

However, under the gaze of the crowd, Zhao Yuqing, even though her flowers had been discarded, remained composed. She turned her head and fiercely glared at the bystanders. Then, more than ten people voluntarily came forward to clean up the scattered flowers on the ground.

"Damn, such character! I like it!" Zhao Yuqing licked her lips as she watched Lin Fei’s departing figure.

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The whole affair felt like a farce.

Lin Fei had never imagined that a scene usually only seen in TV dramas would actually happen to him. It indeed left him at a loss for words.

Fortunately, along the way, Yaofei tactfully did not bring up Zhao Yuqing again. After dropping the girl off at school, Yaofei and Lin Fei went straight to his villa’s practice ground.

After checking on Yaofei’s progress, Lin Fei was thoroughly disappointed. He had planned to incorporate him into his True Force seed system, but now it seemed completely pointless.

Bang!

Yaofei sat down on the ground with a wry smile, looking at Lin Fei slowly approaching.

"I can’t do this anymore. Getting instantly killed all the time really demoralizes me." He was drenched in sweat, and his neat ponytail had become somewhat disheveled.

"Confidence isn’t given by others." Lin Fei lightly flicked the blade of his longsword, emitting a clear sword hum. "I only used the strength and speed of a normal person to spar with you. The result was the same."

"Every time I spar with you, I feel like I’m about to die." Yaofei said with a wry smile, "Every time I think I’m definitely going to die, you stop. Are all the people from the Inner World this strong?"

"People from the Inner World?" Lin Fei shook his head, "I’m different from them."

"What’s the difference?"

"You’ll find out later." Lin Fei dropped his longsword and turned to leave.

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In the afternoon, Yaofei drove with Lin Fei to a manor on the outskirts of the Capital City.

Leaving the urban area, they sped along for about fifteen minutes, then turned into a lane. A few minutes later, they arrived at a large manor surrounded by a metal fence. The entire manor occupied a vast area. Looking through the fence, a huge green lawn appeared with a white villa standing quietly at its center. One after another, different sedans smoothly moved along the road in the middle of the lawn, parking in sequence.

The afternoon sun was somewhat reddened, casting over the entire manor a palatial hue that matched the villa’s nostalgic style, reminiscent of scenes from Hong Kong and Taiwan movies from the seventies and eighties.

"It looks like we’ve come at just the right time." Yaofei said with a smile as he drove, "Master, see that Volkswagen Phaeton in front of the villa? That’s Zhang Minghui’s ride."

Lin Fei looked over just in time to see a tall and handsome man step out of the black Phaeton, greeting a middle-aged man who came to welcome him with a gentle and courteous demeanor. The two of them, surrounded by a few people, walked side by side into the villa.

"The one he’s shaking hands with is my second uncle, who currently works in the national auditing office." Yaofei explained. "The family banquet later might be a bit dull and time-consuming. If you get impatient, Master, I can take you out."

"It’s fine." Lin Fei said casually. He had not originally planned to attend the Dong Family’s banquet but ended up accepting, primarily to lift his spirits and observe the current family dynamics of the high-ranking families in the Capital City. The Dong Family, being one of the top-level families, naturally carried significant representativity.

"This time, my eldest and second brother are likely to bring some people from the national supernatural organization, Tian Ce Mansion...." Yaofei sneakily glanced at Lin Fei through the rearview mirror, noticed no reaction, and continued.

"Tian Ce Mansion is our country’s top-level mysterious and powerful organization, and most of its members are very formidable. I believe, Master, you will find some common ground with them."

Lin Fei smiled but remained silent.

The Mercedes slowly entered the manor, circled around a square pond, and then also arrived at the front of the villa. Unlike Zhang Minghui, however, no one came to receive Yaofei.

"As you can see, I’m not exactly well-received at home." He shrugged with a rueful smile.

Lin Fei remained noncommittal. The two of them directly entered through the open door of the villa, into a very spacious living room. Several men in formal attire were quietly chatting on the couch in the middle of the room, including Zhang Minghui. There was also a middle-aged man with a small mustache, somewhat resembling Yaofei.

"That’s my second brother, Dong Yaoming. He works at the Ministry of Public Security." Yaofei whispered to Lin Fei.

He went up to greet him and then found a more secluded sofa in the corner to sit down with Lin Fei.

Lin Fei noticed a young man in a corner of the living room, holding a white porcelain teacup and sipping tea attentively, leisurely watching TV in front of the couch. What drew his attention was the subtle aura of power emanating from the man, clearly someone who had reached a D-level. The look on his face suggested a disdain for this place. He was also keeping his distance from Zhang Minghui and others.

Seemingly aware of Lin Fei’s gaze, the man looked up, gave Lin Fei a brief nod, and then diverted his attention back to the TV.