Chapter 132: I Know You, Ling Zhaixing

"Is this guy looking for trouble? I already said Yun Mengrou went back to the hotel!"

Jiang Feng furrowed his brow, starting to lose patience.

"I have no reason to lie to you."

He really didn't have the mind to tangle with Shao Jinpeng.

"You're still lying through your teeth?"

Seeing Jiang Feng blatantly lying with his eyes wide open, Shao Jinpeng was like a firecracker that had been lit.

He shook off Jiang Feng's arm and pointed tremblingly at the intersection not far away.

"Then open your eyes and look! That girl in the pink dress with long hair—if that's not Mengrou, then who is it? Do you think I'm blind or what!"

Jiang Feng followed his pointing finger and looked, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Not far away, a familiar face was walking quickly.

Was it really Yun Mengrou?

How had this girl come back?

He instinctively took a step forward to confirm, but after just two steps, his gaze fell on her feet, and he abruptly stopped.

That girl was wearing white canvas shoes, walking seemingly casually, yet every step precisely landed in the gaps between the crowd.

She landed as lightly as a feather, not even a single sound of footsteps.

Even the most careful ordinary person would inevitably make a faint sound when landing.

But she didn't.

That was a trait that only came from long-term cultivation of Lightness Skill.

This wasn't Yun Mengrou—it was that thief from just now!

Jiang Feng's face instantly darkened, and he spoke coldly.

"She's not Yun Mengrou."

"Not?"

Shao Jinpeng, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, clenched his fist and was about to smash it into Jiang Feng's face.

"Jiang Feng, you're still being stubborn! Besides Mengrou, who else could look this much like her? Are you deliberately finding a substitute to fool me so you can keep her all to yourself!"

"Stop!"

Right at that moment, Lu Xiao also grabbed Shao Jinpeng's wrist like lightning.

Her gaze locked firmly onto the figure at the intersection, her eyes sharp as knives, her tone resolute.

"Jinpeng, Mr. Jiang is right. This isn't Mengrou."

"Captain?"

Shao Jinpeng looked utterly incredulous, struggling to argue back.

"Look at her face, her clothes—it's clearly Mengrou!"

"Appearances can be copied, but the details can't be hidden."

Lu Xiao let go of his hand and coldly explained a few words.

"This person's gait is the foundation of a trained martial artist's Lightness Skill. Mengrou rarely even runs—how could she possibly have that?"

She had met Yun Mengrou a few times through family connections and remembered these details clearly, spotting the flaw at a glance.

Shao Jinpeng squinted and looked closely, and indeed found that the woman who looked very much like Yun Mengrou had an extremely light step.

But he still refused to give up, saying, "Why would she disguise herself as Mengrou?"

Lu Xiao gave a cold laugh, as if she had thought of something.

"Perhaps... to hide from something by pretending to be Mengrou?"

Lu Xiao suddenly saw it all clearly.

No wonder so many people couldn't capture Ling Zhaixing's true face!

But what shocked Lu Xiao even more was Jiang Feng's performance.

After all, Shao Jinpeng had been pursuing Yun Mengrou for several years, and as a member of the Dragon Group, his observational skills were far beyond ordinary people.

Yet even he hadn't immediately spotted the difference between this person and Yun Mengrou.

And this Jiang Feng had seen it at a glance?

Not simple! This guy was really not simple.

Lu Xiao grew more and more curious about this man, but right now was clearly not the time for curiosity.

Just then, that fake Yun Mengrou seemed to sense the gaze from over here, suddenly stopped, and whipped her head around.

Those eyes held none of Yun Mengrou's smile, but instead carried a hint of wariness.

The next second, she stopped pretending, stomped hard off the ground, and her body suddenly leaped into the air.

Her toes lightly tapped the top of a nearby skewer stall's awning, and her figure swept over the crowded throng like a swallow.

As her skirt fluttered, she had already shot out more than ten meters, her movements so light they met no resistance.

"Lightness Skill!"

At this sight, Shao Jinpeng's pupils shrank sharply, and the doubt on his face was instantly replaced by shock.

"She really knows Lightness Skill! Mengrou doesn't know any martial arts at all—this absolutely isn't her!"

Only then did he fully believe Jiang Feng's words.

Though he still couldn't believe that there was actually a woman in this world who looked exactly like his Mengrou!

"Chase!"

Lu Xiao's guess had completely come true.

So she made a prompt decision, let out a low shout, and was the first to dash in the direction the girl had fled.

"She is Ling Zhaixing! Don't let her escape!"

"What? He is Ling Zhaixing?"

Shao Jinpeng was even more confused; Ling Zhaixing actually looks exactly like Meng Rou?

But he didn't have time to question it; Lu Xiao's figure had already chased out for more than ten meters.

"Ling Zhaixing?"

Jiang Feng silently recited the name in his mind, his brows furrowing even tighter.

So the girl disguised as Yun Mengrou was called Ling Zhaixing?

Seeing Lu Xiao and Shao Jinpeng's reactions, it was clear they were coming specifically for her.

The other members of Dragon Group, hearing the commotion, Immediately gathered from every corner, moving swiftly in sync, and chased together with Lu Xiao.

Shao Jinpeng glared fiercely at Jiang Feng, gritting his teeth, and said.

"Jiang Feng, this Time consider yourself lucky! Wait until I catch this woman, then we'll settle the score for snatching Meng Rou's account!"

After speaking, he also sprang forward in pursuit, his figure quickly disappearing into the Crowd.

Jiang Feng stood in place, not joining the chase.

His gaze swept over the night market's surroundings, with Clarity feeling the aura of warriors hidden among the tourists, all of which were now stirring.

Some chased toward Ling Zhaixing's direction of escape, while others guarded each exit of the night market, forming an invisible great net, clearly prepared in advance.

And that Grandmaster-level aura also moved toward Ling Zhaixing's escape direction, at extremely high speed, evidently aiming to cut off her retreat.

"So these warriors were all coming for her."

Jiang Feng's mind suddenly cleared, instantly understanding the cause and effect.

He was certain that the woman called Ling Zhaixing was the white‑clothed girl who just stole Yun Mengrou's wallet.

She stole the wallet not for the money, but for the ID inside!

The more Jiang Feng thought, the more he felt this woman was not ordinary.

To be able to steal a wallet right under his nose, master the Disguise Technique flawlessly, also possess a superb Lightness Skill, and be hunted by so many warriors even Grandmasters, she must be hiding an enormous secret.

"Disguising as Yun Mengrou, was it to confuse sight and evade the chase?"

Jiang Feng speculated in his mind, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

"But who exactly did she offend that so many powerful figures would surround and block her?"

Jiang Feng thought of this, and became interested in the girl.

However, he still did not chase, but continued at an unhurried pace toward the far end of the night market.

……

Half an hour later, the flow of people in the night market gradually thinned, and everyone began preparing to pack up.

A delicate figure sat down in front of a noodle stall.

"Boss, a bowl of beef noodles, extra chili, please."

The girl shouted crisply.

But at that moment, she felt someone suddenly appear before her.

"Running for so long, you actually shook them off… you're really impressive."

The man, as if he knew her, sat down and spoke casually.

The girl, with a defensive expression, looked at him: "Sir, we don't seem to know each other, do we?"

Jiang Feng, smiling broadly: "You don't know me, but I know you, Ling Zhaixing."