Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 1290 - 1288: Ignorance

In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng had finished three bottles of liquor, leaving Jin Xin and the other women completely stunned. When had they ever seen anyone drink so fiercely? It was as if he was drinking water instead of liquor—this drinking capacity was downright terrifying!

What baffled them even more was that, after downing three bottles, Lin Feng appeared completely unaffected, as though he hadn’t consumed any alcohol at all. This left them at a loss for words. They could never have imagined that Leng Mei’s boyfriend, Lin Feng, was such a drinking god—it was simply unbelievable!

"Does this look enough to you? If not, I can still drink a few more bottles, no problem." Lin Feng noticed that the women had turned into stunned statues and chuckled, casually making the remark. He was here to back Leng Mei up, so having a bit of liquor was no big deal. He had long since developed immunity to alcohol; no matter how much he drank, it wouldn’t affect him in the slightest.

Hearing Lin Feng say this, the women finally snapped out of their daze and quickly scrambled to smooth things over.

"Enough, enough!"

"That’s definitely enough! I didn’t expect you to be such an amazing drinker!"

"It’s an honor to meet a drinking god like you today!"

"No more drinking—let’s sit and chat instead. Too much alcohol is bad for your health."

...

The women began to talk amongst themselves, trying to persuade Lin Feng to stop drinking. The whole situation was frightening enough already—if he kept going, it might actually scare someone to death. They certainly didn’t want the party to be ruined by something like that.

Leng Mei glanced at Li Fangneng with a faint smile on her face. She had known long ago that Lin Feng was immune to alcohol, and no amount of drinking could affect him. That’s why she wasn’t worried at all about Lin Feng. Still, her heart felt warm; Lin Feng rarely ever drank, but tonight, he was doing so for her sake.

Lin Feng noticed that the women had said enough and didn’t think much of it. He sat down right next to Leng Mei. As soon as he took his seat, Jin Xin, unwilling to let the atmosphere go cold, proactively worked to lighten the mood.

"Lin Feng, I’ve heard your name before. What are you doing nowadays? Are you still teaching at the university?" Jin Xin casually asked. She knew about Lin Feng and Ding Wan’er’s relationship—after all, their grand wedding had been widely known. Her question was meant to probe Lin Feng’s thoughts about his relationship with Leng Mei.

"I’m not teaching at the university anymore. I’m teaching some kids now," Lin Feng answered simply as he looked at Jin Xin. He knew she was probing him, but Lin Feng had no interest in arguing with someone like her.

Leng Mei listened on the side, her expression slightly displeased, but since nothing sensitive was mentioned, she chose not to intervene. She trusted Lin Feng to handle such matters appropriately.

"Oh, that’s how it is. I wonder what kind of kids you’re teaching. If necessary, I could introduce you to a friend’s kid." Hearing Lin Feng’s response, Jin Xin immediately assumed that Lin Feng had downgraded to teaching at a kindergarten because he couldn’t manage university students. Her disdain for Lin Feng rose instantly. How could someone like Lin Feng make Leng Mei a secondary partner? She felt it was unfair to Leng Mei.

"Lin Feng, what kind of abilities do you have? I heard you’re pretty skilled. See the table here? My boyfriend just drew a pattern on it with his finger and then buffed it smooth again. Do you think you can do that? Oh, by the way, I should mention—my boyfriend is a cultivator." Jin Xin followed up with this provocative question. She deliberately wanted to mock Lin Feng, to show Lin Feng her boyfriend’s superiority and let him know the prowess of cultivators, thereby putting Lin Feng in his place.

Lin Feng glanced at the marks on the table and instantly felt speechless. Such a trivial trick hardly deserved to be flaunted. This woman was truly a piece of work. Lin Feng remarked calmly, "I don’t know how to play around like that. A true cultivator wouldn’t engage in such meaningless antics."

In truth, Lin Feng could easily do it, but he found it demeaning for a cultivator to stoop to such a level. He couldn’t understand why Jin Xin’s boyfriend, a supposed cultivator, would lower himself to perform such a cheap parlor trick. A true cultivator rarely showed themselves to the masses, and if they did, it was often for something significant. Resorting to such antics was a sign of inferiority. Even if the man was a cultivator, he was clearly an unqualified one, and there was nothing worth showing off.

But in Jin Xin’s ears, Lin Feng’s words carried an entirely different meaning. She thought Lin Feng was mocking her boyfriend. Furious, she immediately retorted, "You don’t know how to play around like that? Then what do you know? How about showing us something else to open our eyes to your skills?"

"Not interested." Lin Feng flatly refused, showing no respect. He had no intention of entertaining someone like Jin Xin.

"Come on, it’s just us girls here. How can you not be interested? Or is it that you simply can’t do it and are trying to talk big? Leng Mei, what’s up with your boyfriend? He’s giving us no face at all!" Jin Xin grew even more aggressive, her tone sharper. She was determined to humiliate Lin Feng and expose him as a fraud.

"If he doesn’t want to do it, he won’t. Besides, even if he wanted to, I wouldn’t let him," Leng Mei interjected coldly, clearly displeased. She understood Lin Feng’s philosophy—he wouldn’t engage in anything meaningless. So she stood firmly by his decision.

"Leng Mei, how can you say that? Everyone says Lin Feng is a master. We just want to see what he can do—it’s not a big deal. My boyfriend showed off a bit earlier too; it’s nothing serious. Why the secrecy? Or is Lin Feng not really a master after all? Maybe you two think we’re unworthy of witnessing his skills?"

Jin Xin’s tone grew even nastier as she felt increasingly insulted. She couldn’t understand why Lin Feng was hiding his abilities. It wasn’t a big deal; why not show something? But she was determined to push the matter further tonight.

"Jin Xin, don’t say things like that—it hurts feelings!"

"That’s right. Leng Mei, Lin Feng, don’t take it to heart. We don’t mean anything bad."

"Everyone’s gathered here to have fun. Let’s not talk about anything unpleasant, okay?"

...

Several of the women couldn’t stand Jin Xin’s increasingly harsh words and stepped in to smooth things over. They didn’t want a simple gathering to devolve into an ugly scene. Since it wasn’t easy for everyone to come together, there was no need to blow things up.

Just as they were trying to mediate, the private room door opened, and Lei Nan walked in from outside. As soon as Lei Nan saw Lin Feng sitting beside Leng Mei, he froze on the spot, eyes widening in shock. He couldn’t believe he was seeing Lin Feng here.

Cold sweat broke out on Lei Nan’s forehead inadvertently. How could this be? Meeting Lin Feng here? What... what should he do now?

Thinking back to Lin Feng’s actions at the Lei Family not long ago, Lei Nan felt utter terror. He had been struck unconscious without even seeing how Lin Feng made his move. The memory of Lin Feng’s skills sent chills down his spine. Moreover, learning later that Lin Feng was on the same level as the Lei Family’s ancestor only deepened his fear. Seeing Lin Feng now, it was a miracle he hadn’t passed out from fright.

Lei Nan stood motionless by the door. Jin Xin noticed the commotion, saw Lei Nan, and immediately got up to approach him. Pulling Lei Nan to Lin Feng’s side, she proudly declared, "Lin Feng, this is my boyfriend, a member of the Lei Family, a real cultivator. If you’re truly impressive, why not compete with him? If you’re stronger than my boyfriend, I’ll have nothing more to say..."

Jin Xin spoke smugly. In her eyes, her boyfriend was an invincible master, one of the few true experts left in the world. She was sure Lin Feng wouldn’t be able to match up. She wanted to prove her superiority over Lin Feng and finally outshine Leng Mei in something.

But before Jin Xin could finish her sentence, Lei Nan abruptly grabbed her arm. "Stop talking!"

Lei Nan’s face had turned even paler at this point—almost ghostlike. Jin Xin wasn’t aware of Lin Feng’s power, but Lei Nan certainly was. If Lin Feng decided to act, there was no way Lei Nan could protect her. Forget Jin Xin; even Lei Nan himself was no better than an ant in front of Lin Feng.

"What are you doing pulling me?" Jin Xin protested, frustrated at being interrupted mid-sentence. She turned to Lei Nan, demanding an explanation. But as soon as she finished, she noticed Lei Nan’s expression—utterly bloodless, drenched in cold sweat. She was perplexed. Was Lei Nan sick? What was wrong with him?

While Jin Xin was still puzzling over this, Lei Nan completely ignored her. Instead, he stepped up to Lin Feng, bowing deeply with the utmost respect. Then, visibly anxious, he said to Lin Feng, "I didn’t know Mr. Lin would be here—pardon me for failing to welcome you properly! My girlfriend was being indiscreet earlier; I beg Your Lordship to forgive her and not take it to heart."

Lei Nan’s posture was so deferential that he was a hair away from kneeling to plead for mercy. After all, the Lei Family’s ancestor treated Lin Feng with reverence, so how could a mere ordinary member like Lei Nan act any differently? Jin Xin’s earlier words had caused serious trouble, and Lei Nan could only pray that Lin Feng would be merciful.

Lin Feng had recognized Lei Nan the moment he walked through the door. He hadn’t expected to run into someone from the Lei Family here—it truly was a coincidence. Watching Lei Nan’s nervous expression, Lin Feng knew he wasn’t aware of the situation and didn’t intend to hold him accountable.