Chapter 3: Lingering Spirit

The parents' funeral didn't bother Lin Feng.

The elderly couple had arranged everything before they passed away.

Ten years ago, they bought a piece of auspicious land in the cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

After the seventh day, the elderly couple were finally laid to rest.

Looking at the newly raised grave mound and the grayish-white granite tombstone,

A strong sense of loneliness welled up in Lin Feng's heart.

"Xiao Feng, don't be too sad; your dad and mom hope you live well. As long as you're doing well, they're happy down there..."

The housemaid Aunt Wang, who had served the elderly couple for over ten years, seeing Lin Feng's sorrowful state, wiped her tears and said.

"Aunt Wang, I understand." Lin Feng nodded.

"Remember your parents' dying words!" Aunt Wang reminded.

Lin Feng gave a wry smile: "I remember! Dad said not to let middlemen profit. Mom told me to guard against women."

It must be said, the recently deceased parents could be considered a legendary generation.

The elderly couple had little education; in the 1980s they were still technicians at the factory.

In the early 1990s, when the stock market had just opened, hearing that stock trading could make money, they took all their savings and invested them in the stock market.

As luck would have it, their net worth multiplied dozens of times in just a short year!

Next, the father teamed up with a comrade-in-arms to do trade in the north.

By the mid-1990s, they had amassed several hundred million in wealth.

After wrapping up the trading business, they purchased buildings and land in Yanjingcheng...

Because they had seen many of the wealthy families' spoiled heirs in Yanjingcheng,

The couple, who had a son late in life, feared Lin Feng would follow those people and go astray.

So they decided to raise the son in poverty, keeping him away from that circle of trouble.

Recalling his parents' legendary experiences in his mind, Lin Feng burned paper money at the grave.

Others come with bags to the grave, but Lin Feng brought an entire cartload!

The elderly couple left him several billion, so he naturally wouldn't be stingy.

As for those thin yellow papers stamped with crescent marks, I won't go into them.

The new version of spirit money, each bill has a denomination of over a hundred billion.

I don't know if burning such a huge pile will devalue the underworld's currency and cause inflation.

In this world, perhaps only Lin Feng fully believes that humans have souls.

"Sis, this kid's cartload of paper money must be worth tens of thousands! Burning tens of thousands for the dead is truly awesome!"

Not far down the hillside, a young man in a floral shirt looked at Lin Feng and spoke with envy.

Beside the young man stood a woman in a black windbreaker wearing sunglasses; this woman was Liu Na, whom Lin Feng had kicked away a few days earlier.

The young man in the floral shirt was Liu Na's younger brother, Liu Qi.

The cooked duck had flown away, leaving Liu Na and her mother He Guifang feeling depressed for a long time.

When Liu Qi heard that Lin Feng had inherited several billion in assets, and that he himself might indirectly become a second-generation rich kid, he felt even more depressed than his sister Liu Na and mother He Guifang.

Although the matter seemed settled, Liu Qi had no intention of giving up.

As Liu Qi would say, his sister had accompanied Lin Feng for half a year, so receiving some breakup money was justified.

Given Lin Feng's current wealth, at least tens of millions should be paid out!

Otherwise, this matter won't be over!

"Brother, just going straight to ask him for it? He definitely won't give it."

Liu Na glanced at where Lin Feng was, furrowed her brows, and said.

She was a bit worried.

What happened that night made her feel Lin Feng had changed; he wasn't as easy to handle as before.

Moreover, there's no law stating that after a breakup between a man and a woman, the man must pay a breakup fee.

Besides, she and Lin Feng were only nominally boyfriend and girlfriend.

Liu Qi started hanging out in society after junior high, and he had all sorts of nasty ideas.

He sneered: "Just go demand it; this kid definitely won't give it. Sis, let's give him a honey-trap!"

"What do you mean?" Liu Na asked curiously.

Liu Qi laughed: "I've thought of a few good ideas. The best is to have you invite him out, then... afterwards accuse him of rape."

If he doesn't want to go to jail, he can only settle privately with us; then we can ask for any amount of money and he'll have to agree.

The second idea is to have me find a few people to kidnap this kid, make him 'willingly' leave us some leverage, the process being the same as above.

"This, this isn't a crime? Especially the second idea, that's kidnapping!"

Liu Na's face showed shock.

Because she was emotionally agitated, her voice grew louder.

On the hillside, Lin Feng, who was about to leave, furrowed his brow.

Liu Na's words reached his ears.

It was Liu Na!

This woman really is a lingering spirit!

What is she scheming now?

Lin Feng, possessing superhuman hearing, immediately focused his attention to listen closely.

Soon, Liu Qi's whisper, like a mosquito's buzz, carried an excited tone into his ears: "Sis, don't worry; as long as we follow my plan, even if the police catch us, we'll be fine."

From now on you cooperate with me; do exactly as I tell you, and once it's done we'll be rich.

Remembering the embarrassment she showed in front of Lin Feng that night, Liu Na felt a flash of anger rise in her heart.

She clenched her teeth and said, "Brother, I'll follow your lead—let's give him a fairy‑trap!"

Fairy‑trap!?

Lin Feng shook his head.

What two clueless brats!

Lin Feng had thought the matter was settled, but Liu Na and Liu Qi still intended to make a move on him.

Perhaps his former weak image has already taken deep root in their minds!

The ancestors said, "If you strike a snake without killing it, it bites back; if you cut grass without removing the roots, spring wind makes it grow again…"

Those words make a lot of sense.

You can't look down on these small‑time characters!

"We don't want to hurt anyone; you're the ones who came looking for trouble…"

A faint cold smile curled at Lin Feng's mouth.

"Aunt Wang, what has Brother Zhao Xiaoyang been up to lately?" Lin Feng asked.

The "Brother Xiaoyang" Lin Feng mentioned is Aunt Wang's son, Zhao Xiaoyang.

Aunt Wang sighed, shook her head, and said, "What else can you expect? He's idle all day."

Lin Feng smiled, "I'm free tonight; tell him I'll treat him to a meal at the old spot."

"Alright!" Aunt Wang nodded.

At night, a crescent moon hung in the sky.

It was already past eleven o'clock.

Liu Qi and two buddies walked out of a bar.

At this hour, the surrounding streets and alleys had grown very quiet.

The three had a few drinks, walking while chatting and laughing.

From the dark ahead, a young woman of decent looks and sexy attire suddenly emerged.

Her steps were unsteady; it was clear she'd had too much Alcohol.

She fell to the ground after only a few steps.

The three's eyes lit up, and they hurried over.

"Beauty! Beauty…"

Liu Qi slapped the woman's cheek and shouted.

The woman exuded a strong Alcohol scent, her mouth uttering a dream‑like murmur.

The three exchanged glances and chuckled.

Then they lifted the woman, Liu Qi carried her on his back into a nearby inn.

They had done this more than once before.

Liu Qi, still bearing the woman, entered first; the other two followed into the inn ten minutes later.

A black sedan was parked on the road not far from the inn.

Lin Feng sat in the passenger seat, playing on his phone.

In the driver's seat sat a young man with a scar on his face, short hair, and a strong build.

It was Zhao Xiaoyang, twenty‑two, two years younger than Lin Feng.

Zhao Xiaoyang had actually been working for the Lin Family for a long time.

Of course, not murder, arson, or any illegal crimes.

For example, some tenants fall behind on rent and act unreasonably, requiring someone as fierce‑looking as Zhao Xiaoyang to step in and "reason" with them.

When there's nothing else, he works as a full‑time driver.

Zhao Xiaoyang's phone suddenly rang, emitting a message notification tone.

After deleting the text, he immediately dialed the police, "Hello! I need to report… I saw three men on the street take a drunken woman into an inn…"

Two police cars soon drove over.

Soon after, Liu Qi and his two companions were handcuffed and taken aboard the police car.