Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 763 - 760: You’re Not Treating Me Like a Joke, Right?

Chapter 763: Chapter 760: You’re Not Treating Me Like a Joke, Right?

"Black Radiance!"

Lin Zifeng was somewhat shocked. The Vital Energy within his body had changed color?

Could it be that his Realm was different from others, that the path he took was unique?

"Could this be another mutation of the Magic Bracelet?"

The more Lin Zifeng thought about it, the more incredible the bracelet’s abilities seemed. The surprises the Magic Bracelet had given him were beyond comprehension with any normal frame of mind.

How wonderful it would have been if there was a way to uncover all the secrets hidden within the Magic Bracelet!

Regrettably, he was like a pauper sitting on a mountain of gold with no way to use it.

As Lin Zifeng paced restlessly in his room, Long Zaitian from the Martial Arts Alliance could finally sit still no longer.

The reason he had helped Lin Zifeng at the start was due to Lin Zifeng’s abilities, but for several months now, Lin Zifeng had been like an idler. Essentially, Long Zaitian hadn’t given him any mission at all.

Now things were different. Not only did Lin Zifeng have the backing of the Dark Angel, but he also owed them a huge favor, compelling Fang Yizheng to hand over the Ancient Martial Tai Chi to him.

After a simple breakfast, Lin Zifeng made a phone call to the Old Buddha and then set off calmly for the headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance.

In the austere and simple design of the conference room at the headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance, there was a scholarly feel to it.

This time, Long Zaitian was somewhat anxious, pacing back and forth inside the room with his lean silhouette.

Several vigorous old men stood behind him. Although they looked no different from ordinary people, Long Zaitian knew that these men were all his confidants.

"Yizheng, how confident are you in entrusting this task to that kid?" Long Zaitian asked, frowning.

Fang Yizheng, who was always known as ’Uncle Number Two’, maintained his eyes-closed posture.

He said slowly, "If the Dark Angel is willing to take action, there’s a hundred percent guarantee."

"What if the Dark Angel doesn’t make a move?" Long Zaitian asked in doubt.

"We have received intelligence that the Heavenly Martial Society is a superpower in Fusang, an existence that dares to bomb even the ASEAN. Are you sure you can handle them?"

These words caused Long Zaitian to worry.

"Leader, even if the Dark Angel doesn’t take action, I believe our Martial Arts Alliance can still handle it. What’s so great about the small Heavenly Martial Society? In Fusang, they are merely a big power. Can’t we in Huaxia deal with them?"

An elder, well over fifty, spoke with arrogance.

"Nonsense!"

Long Zaitian suddenly turned around and stared coldly at him, saying, "Do you even know why the Heavenly Martial Society is visiting Huaxia?"

The elder was at a loss for words, blushing and unable to articulate a response.

"Leader, can’t we stop the Heavenly Martial Society’s momentum with the help of the Ability Society?" Fang Yizheng said.

Long Zaitian shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It’s not as simple as you imagine. The Heavenly Martial Society is coming to Huaxia; do you think it’s just a normal visit? The person they are looking to assassinate is a general from the United States, and this general happens to be attending a conference in our Huaxia. If anything happens to this general while in Huaxia, can you imagine what our position in international affairs will be like afterward?"

Long Zaitian shook his head and continued, "Striking the Heavenly Martial Society is easy, but a slight mistake could have unimaginable consequences."

All the people below fell silent.

What Long Zaitian considered was never something those blunt instrument butchers could fathom. This was the difference between a General and a Soldier.

"Knock, knock."

At that moment, someone gently knocked on the door of the private box.

"Come in."

Long Zaitian’s eyes brightened. He already knew who it was.

"Lin Zifeng! Haha. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. How have you been lately?"

Lin Zifeng, who had just stepped inside, was startled by the scene before him.

Even Fang Yi could only stand on one side within.

"Uh, Elder Long, it hasn’t been that many days since we’ve seen each other. There’s no need for such formalities, right?"

Lin Zifeng scratched his nose with embarrassment. It felt as if the old fox had suddenly turned over a new leaf, being so polite out of the blue.

"Haha. It’s been so many days. Don’t you miss your old buddy, eh? You have to understand, once a person gets old, they become particularly sentimental about the people around them. Although our relationship is more of a mutual benefit, we still know each other, right?"

"Enough already, enough. If you have something to say, just say it." Lin Zifeng waved his hands, really not being able to stand his pretentious courtesies.

He unapologetically took a seat and, regardless of the fiery stares from behind, began to smoke his cigarette.

Long Zaitian’s eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of killing intent, which he then reined back in and chuckled, "Actually, I’ve called you here because there’s a little something I need your help with."

"Oh? You need my help?"

Lin Zifeng’s expression turned slightly puzzled, twisting his head to stare at the smiling Long Zaitian and laughed, "Elder Long, you’re not treating me as a joke, are you?"

"Well..." Long Zaitian’s face stiffened, and he swallowed hard, speechless at Lin Zifeng’s blunt words.

"Elder Long, I’ll definitely help, since our relationship is merely one of mutual benefit. But before I help, I want to ask you some questions. With the power of your Martial Arts Alliance, such things should not be too difficult, right?"

If the Martial Arts Alliance, reputed to have divine intel in Huaxia, couldn’t provide what Lin Zifeng wanted, then he was really underestimating the Martial Arts Alliance.

Long Zaitian gestured, and only then did those old fellows with dreadfully strong Vital Energy begrudgingly watch Lin Zifeng leave.

Long Zaitian’s face, which had been stiff, slowly took on a lewd smile as he sneered, "Kid, from the moment you stepped in and stuck out your butt, I knew what kind of ’shit’ you wanted to take. Look, I hadn’t even started talking, and you’ve already shown your true colors. At least in front of my subordinates, you could have left me with some dignity. Where am I supposed to put this old face of mine now?"