Chapter 76: People from Home

Feng Zi walked along the street with a relaxed expression, completely unconcerned by what had just occurred.

Qing Lin, on the other hand, still wore an indignant look: "Cun Xin, why didn't you let me... them all!"

With people coming and going on the street, Qing Lin felt embarrassed to be too blunt, but both of them knew what she meant.

To this, Feng Zi just smiled and shook his head: "There will always be people in this world whose views don't align with ours; do you intend to kill them all?"

Qing Lin opened her mouth, but said nothing—she didn't know what else to say.

"If you only think of relying on killing to solve every problem, the enemies will never be finished." Seeing this, Feng Zi smiled and patted Qing Lin's head, saying gently:

"I don't deny that this is indeed the most efficient method, but as I have told you before, do not make this choice easily unless it is an absolute last resort.

"Otherwise, one day, you will find that the whole world stands against you, and there will always be opponents you cannot defeat."

Feng Zi admitted that Qing Lin's strength was immense, so strong that even though he had broken through the shackles of the Transformation Realm, he still could not see the "outline" of her power.

With her simple, child-like mindset, once she possessed such immense power, she would inevitably abuse it.

But Feng Zi also clearly remembered that when he first met Qing Lin, she had been at death's door, and it was pure luck that she had managed to save her life.

Without a doubt, in terms of strength, the current Qing Lin was far superior to his former self.

Through these days of travel, Feng Zi knew well the principle that there is always someone better, and a sky beyond the sky.

Therefore, for his own sake and for Qing Lin's, he had to act as her "reins" to restrain her impulse to abuse violence.

Regarding Feng Zi's admonition, although Qing Lin pouted, she still subconsciously nodded: "Alright, Cun Xin must be right."

Watching Qing Lin, who looked as if she were throwing a tantrum, he smiled and shook his head:

"Alright, it's rare to be back in such a bustling place, so let's relax properly. If there is anything you want to eat or play with, just tell me."

Hearing Feng Zi's words, Qing Lin immediately forgot her unhappiness and pulled him toward a sugar-figure stall: "You can't go back on your word!"

Just like that, the two ate and played, and it took over an hour before they finally returned to the inn where they were staying.

Entering the lobby, the waiter who was cleaning the tables saw Feng Zi and hurried over, fawning: "Guest, you've returned. Shall I prepare some food?"

Feng Zi nodded slightly: "Yes, prepare some more food; I will have you serve it later."

"Understood, then I won't disturb you." Hearing this, the waiter immediately understood, said nothing more, and cleared a path.

As Feng Zi led Qing Lin upstairs, he said: "My room is at the end of the corridor; you can see it at a glance."

"The end of the corridor..." Hearing this, Qing Lin, who had been looking harmless, immediately narrowed her eyes.

But Feng Zi just gently held her hand and comforted her: "I know, but the person may not be an enemy. Leave it to me to handle."

In his perception, the person sitting so calmly in his room was clearly waiting to speak with him.

After saying this, Feng Zi led Qing Lin, strode up to the second floor, and calmly pushed open the door to his room—

Then, he saw a woman dressed in an indigo skirt with a beautiful face sitting at the table, calmly reading a book.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the woman slowly raised her head.

Looking at Qing Lin, who had walked out from behind Feng Zi, a trace of surprise and admiration appeared in the woman's eyes, which she then very skillfully suppressed.

"Who are you? Why are you in my room?" Feng Zi asked calmly.

Qing Lin also took this opportunity to move behind the woman without a trace.

The woman seemed not to notice, only looking at Feng Zi with amusement, and smiled: "First meeting, should I call you Feng Zi, or Cun Xin?"

Hearing this question, Qing Lin's expression immediately tightened.

But at Feng Zi's signal, she could only glare at the woman, taking no further action.

"Feng Zi? Who is that? I don't know him. It is more confusing that a young lady would appear in my room for no reason and say strange things."

Facing such a simple probe, Feng Zi would certainly not take the bait, only continuing to play dumb.

Regarding his attitude, the woman was not angry, only smiling:

"It is my discourtesy. First meeting, I am Lu Zhiruo—Lu Hanwen is my elder brother. I imagine Mr. 'Cun Xin' should be very familiar with that name?"

The woman emphasized the words "Cun Xin" with a very mischievous tone.

"To be able to wait for me here, and even investigate to this extent, shows that your abilities are indeed not to be underestimated."

Feng Zi openly admitted everything and sat calmly on the edge of the bed.

Then, his tone shifted sharply: "But you say you are Brother Hanwen's sister? How can you prove that?

"If there is no evidence, I can assume you are using the Lu Family and Brother Hanwen's name to swindle people, and then do not blame me for being impolite!"

Hearing this, the woman just smiled and shook her head, saying helplessly:

"My brother always said, 'Brother Feng Zi is deep in thought and broad in wisdom.' Seeing you today, it seems he did not exaggerate."

After speaking, she took out a Lacquer Box and tossed it to Feng Zi:

"Before I left, my father, the County Magistrate, said that since you had performed a great service for Wutai County, he asked me to bring this to you as part of the reward for your merits."

Feng Zi opened the Lacquer Box, and a rich scent of Qi and Blood Power rushed toward him.

He looked closely and discovered that a very familiar-looking vine lay inside.

"Blood Vine; I imagine Mr. Feng Zi should be very familiar with this." Seeing Feng Zi raise his eyebrows slightly, the woman smiled:

"But this Blood Vine is different from the one you consumed before; it is a Hundred-Year Old Vine, which is very precious. Even within the Lu Family, few have enjoyed such a thing.

"How is it? Can this prove my identity?"

Things having reached this point, Feng Zi finally dispelled most of his doubts, closed the box, placed it beside him, and cupped his hands:

"When traveling, one must always be a bit more cautious. I have offended you earlier, and I ask for your understanding, Miss Zhiruo."

Lu Zhiruo clearly did not take this level of probing to heart and waved her hand with a smile:

"It does not matter. But this was my father's gift—the greeting gift I personally sent, Mr. Feng Zi, have you received it? Do you like it?"

Lu Zhiruo's "gift"?

Feng Zi quickly recalled what had just happened, and thinking of her identity, he immediately understood the cause and effect:

"The 'Young Lady of the Lu Family' that Young Master Guang Heng mentioned, that must be you, Miss Zhiruo, right?"

Upon hearing this answer, the corners of Lu Zhiruo's mouth curled up slightly, appearing very pleased:

"When I left home, Father said that I represent the Lu Family on this trip, so Excellency Feng Zi need not worry; the promise made by that young master remains valid."