Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 638 - 631 Karate Dojo

Chapter 638: Chapter 631 Karate Dojo

Chapter 631: Karate Dojo

Cursing her own rotten luck.

Especially tonight, had she done something wrong?

Lin Zifeng only heard a thud and initially thought something had happened.

But when he finally approached Nangong Bing nonchalantly, she had already opened the glass door, her face expressionless.

In front of Zifeng, she dared not lose her temper.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Lin Zifeng asked gently as he reached her side.

"..."

Nangong Bing was in so much pain, tears nearly fell, but she dared not admit that she had bumped into the glass door. She had no choice but to remain silent, battling the urge to cry. She looked utterly pitiable.

"It’s nothing!"

Nangong Bing declared loudly, then limped out of the office as if Lin Zifeng had wronged her.

"Damn it, spraying me with spit, I’ve done nothing to offend you, why lash out at me? Why is everything my fault?" Lin Zifeng was frustrated. After wiping his face, he quickly left the office.

"Lin Zifeng! Lin Zifeng! You jerk, you bastard. Ahhh! I’m so angry. How could I encounter someone like you, why is my night so damned? I’m literally fuming."

Limping along, Nangong Bing was furious, and at the same time, she felt sympathy for herself, wondering why she had to be so unlucky.

If she had a choice, she definitely would not come to the company at night to collect documents—everything was just too messed up.

Now she was so annoyed she didn’t know where to direct it, unable to blame herself, she poured all her anger onto Lin Zifeng.

As for Lin Zifeng, he felt like he was getting shot while lying down.

When she reached the company exit, Nangong Bing halted in her steps. It was too late, the gate would surely be closed. That would mean she’d have to scale the wall,

but... the thought of having to climb the wall made Nangong Bing feel weak again.

For her, the mere wall was an insurmountable chasm, something she was incapable of overcoming with her own abilities.

"What’s the matter? Can’t you get over it?"

Just then, Lin Zifeng walked up. Seeing her standing helplessly under the wall, he couldn’t resist sneaking glances at her.

"Yeah. I can’t get over it. Happy now?"

"I mean－my lady, we were just fine moments ago, and now you turn on me like this. It’s not like I’ve offended you. Getting angry over a document, my luck really is the worst. Now I’ve become your punching bag," Lin Zifeng was speechless.

What was this all about?

It was she who begged him to come to the office to help her get stuff. Now, look what happened: she turned him into her punching bag.

He really was miserable.

"Who flipped out? Aren’t you going to hurry up and get me out of here?" Nangong Bing stomped her foot in frustration; if not for Lin Zifeng, would so much have happened in just one evening?

"Alright," Lin Zifeng held back, not arguing with her.

"Well, I’m going to help you out, but I’ll need to do that thing," Lin Zifeng said awkwardly.

"Less talk, hurry up and help me out," Nangong Bing was getting impatient.

"You said it, not me. It has nothing to do with me," Lin Zifeng nodded and then suddenly grabbed her slender waist with both hands.

"Hey! Not this trick again!"

Nangong Bing was shocked, realizing she was about to be taken advantage of again.

"Heh heh, how else are you going to get out?" Lin Zifeng laughed slyly, grabbed her waist, and then thrust her towards the wall.

"You..."

As Nangong Bing was sent up, Lin Zifeng kept chuckling—he really enjoyed the feel of that slender waist.

Truthfully, he could have carried Nangong Bing over the wall with a simple leap, no big deal. But he deliberately didn’t do so, just to cop a feel, which really upset Nangong Bing.

And so, by the time the two returned home, it was already past one in the morning.

As Lin Zifeng had had a fierce battle with Long Tianya and was still covered in the strong smell of blood, he decided to take a shower—only for Nangong Bing to suddenly run into the bathroom, completely naked!

Lin Zifeng was so startled his heart almost jumped out, leading to an intimate encounter between the two...

The next morning.

After the night’s ordeal, both lay lazily in bed.

After several months of a marathon romance, the two little foes finally came together.

In the morning, the woman quietly lay in the man’s embrace, her beautiful fingers gently drawing circles on his chest.

Her gaze was tender, her demeanor serene, and her thoughts unknown.

"Awake?" the man slowly opened his eyes and asked.

Nangong Bing didn’t speak, blushing with a face so pretty it seemed almost capable of squeezing out water, she didn’t utter a word.

She silently lowered her head and nestled under the man’s arm, but her slender jade fingers gently pinched the soft flesh of the man’s waist.

"Ouch, my goodness! I say, Empress, you can’t be playing with people like this!"

Lin Zifeng’s face twitched with pain.

"What did you just call me?" the woman’s round eyes turned cold.

"Er, my dear wife."

"Mmm-hmm. That’s more like it," Nangong Bing gave him a deep look.

However, soon the mischievous glint in the woman’s eyes was accompanied by a slight frown on her brow.

"What’s wrong?"

"I, I..."

Nangong Bing felt truly embarrassed.

She was too ashamed to even explain to him.

"What’s really going on?" Lin Zifeng noticed something was off with her and held her tenderly.

"Don’t move! In just one night, I went from a maiden to a married lady, and you still ask!"

"Uh." Lin Zifeng was speechless. It was supposed to be him who was pushed down, yet now she was acting like she had become the married lady?

What kind of rhythm was this?

"It’s all your fault! It’s all your fault!." The woman’s voice was tender, and it was unclear whether she was happy or sad.

Why did Lin Zifeng feel the undertone was somewhat naughty?

"Er, wife, let’s be honest here! Clearly, last night you were the one who attacked me. I’m the victim. I have nothing more to say, and you still blame me? This, this isn’t how it works, right?"

Lin Zifeng’s face stiffened without a hint of embarrassment, but these shameless words flowed out of his mouth with such ease.

"You. Me. When did I ever attack you? You bad guy! I, I..."

"What about you? You still dare to bite me?" Seeing the woman blush with a helpless expression, Lin Zifeng found it somewhat amusing.

"I... I won’t bite you dead!"

The woman’s anger was finally provoked.

...

At noon, the two of them reluctantly left the bed.

Nangong Bing was still that strong woman in the business world, and in order to avoid delaying work, she quickly freshened up and headed for the office.

Having now been intimate with the Empress, Lin Zifeng felt an even greater urgency.

He spent the entire day in Yunhai University’s library, endlessly researching materials about Vital Energy.

Yunhai University Library, known as an Empire-level second-tier cultural heritage protection area, had strength simply incomparable to other ordinary universities.

Just searching for information about Vital Energy made Lin Zifeng’s head spin.

The entire library was a veritable mountain of books and sea of papers.

Moreover, the administrators inside almost seemed omniscient, but he had no clue what Vital Energy was.

It was like playing the lute to a cow, and even searching for secrets about the bracelet, he still came up empty-handed.

This made Lin Zifeng completely disappointed with Yunhai University, he even felt regret for wasting his time there.

After wandering around the library for an hour at noon and having nothing better to do, he ended up at Yunhai University’s Karate Dojo.

He observed hundreds of youngsters in white uniforms training spiritedly within the vast and spacious classroom.

From time to time, a few girls’ screams could be heard.

Lin Zifeng glanced upward casually.

The Karate Dojo at Yunhai University belonged to the physical education department, where those fond of fighting routinely came to learn, only to cause trouble outside in a matter of days, either returning beaten black and blue or dejected like a beaten dog.

There were three separate areas in the classroom, the first containing youngsters who were spiritedly sparring and screaming, though it was unclear whether they were there to learn karate or just to get hit.

In the second spacious area, dozens of young men and women sat surrounding a young man in a white outfit with a black belt, listening intently to his lecture.

Lin Zifeng didn’t quite catch what was being said, but he recognized the black-belted young man.

As for the audience sitting on the white, thickly padded mats, they seemed excited and focused on the young man’s lecture.

At that moment, the always lively Liu Tangtang, with keen eyes, spotted Lin Zifeng through the glass window, wiggled her little bottom, and shouted loudly, "Uncle!"

Instantly, the youths inside the Karate Dojo turned their gaze toward Lin Zifeng, all curious as to why Liu Tangtang called that not-so-old man uncle.

In embarrassment, Lin Zifeng was about to make a quick getaway.