Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 579: Is It Really Like This? (First Update)

"There’s nothing difficult about this, when a person is preparing to make a move, their muscles will start to change. If you have enough experience, you can naturally predict the next action from the changes in the muscles. Of course, this is a matter of experience, and you can’t learn it." Lin Feng, upon hearing Leng Hao’s question, directly answered and told him the key issue. These things were all because Lin Feng had watched countless people fight and had read related ancient texts, in addition to his perceptiveness—that’s how he did it. Any other person would find it impossible to achieve.

"This... this is too miraculous!" After listening to Lin Feng’s words, Leng Hao found himself at a loss for how to express his astonishment towards Lin Feng’s abilities. Thinking it over, he could only describe Lin Feng with the word miraculous, and by now, he held boundless admiration for Lin Feng in his heart. For a cultivator to become someone like Lin Feng was truly unprecedented, something others could only dream of. It was simply incomprehensible how Lin Feng became such a heaven-defying cultivator—it was really too miraculous!

Regarding Lin Feng, it was now that Leng Hao realized just how vast the gap between them was. Lin Feng was simply not on the same level as him. Some of the things that seemed irrelevant to Lin Feng were beyond comprehension for Leng Hao, as mentioned before. Leng Hao also believed that in this world, aside from Lin Feng, no other cultivator could achieve what Lin Feng had mentioned. These matters completely surpassed what a normal cultivator could understand.

How on earth did Lin Feng become such a formidable cultivator? At this moment, Leng Hao even felt an endless envy and respect. He was truly curious about how Lin Feng became such a miraculous and powerful expert. Suddenly, Leng Hao remembered the information mentioned in his phone, stating that Lin Feng had disappeared for four years before he returned to Tianhai. No one knew what had happened during those four years, and if nothing unexpected occurred, it was likely during that time that Lin Feng became the unbeatable figure, revered by all.

Leng Hao wasn’t foolish. He knew that certain things shouldn’t be asked and couldn’t be asked. A person as mythical as Lin Feng must have secrets unknown to others, and knowing them might not necessarily be a good thing. If Lin Feng felt something should be told, he would naturally tell him. So, after thinking it over, Leng Hao decided not to ask how Lin Feng had become such an unthinkable and formidable expert. It wasn’t that Leng Hao didn’t want to know, he just felt it was not his place to ask.

"Let’s not talk about that anymore. Was it your first time killing someone just now?" Lin Feng looked at Leng Hao and asked indifferently. He didn’t want Leng Hao to focus all his attention on him, so he shifted the topic to Leng Hao. Lin Feng still remembered his own first time killing someone, and he didn’t want Leng Hao to be left with any trauma.

"Yes, Brother Lin," Leng Hao said, his excitement immediately crashing down at Lin Feng’s words. Thinking back to his recent killing of Yuan Kun, he felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart—not necessarily grief, but a discomfort nonetheless.

"Xiao Hao, you don’t need to be merciful to enemies, especially those who pose a threat to you. You must not be lenient, because as the saying goes, ’a snake that isn’t killed can bite back.’ You must kill such individuals, or else they will definitely cause worse harm to yourself and your family. You might have some ability to protect yourself, but your sister, grandfather, and parents are all ordinary people. If Yuan Kun had gotten the chance to harm them, what would you do then?"

Seeing Leng Hao’s expression, Lin Feng knew that Leng Hao had not fully understood the situation. However, Leng Hao’s current state was quite good, not showing any panic—a reaction that was even better than Lin Feng’s first kill. Lin Feng thought that as long as he pointed out what mattered, it wouldn’t be difficult for Leng Hao, with his intelligence, to get past this hurdle.

"Brother Lin, I understand, and I know what you’re saying is right. It’s just that it’s my first time killing someone, and my heart can’t help but feel an indescribable panic. Moreover... moreover, the man I killed was once my senior brother. It’s a feeling that’s hard to explain." Leng Hao agreed with Lin Feng’s words. In fact, it was just as Lin Feng said, but he had never imagined that one day he would kill someone, and that person would be his senior brother—a barrier Leng Hao simply couldn’t overcome.

Nevertheless, Leng Hao wasn’t worried about the consequences of killing. Not to mention that when he and Lin Feng killed someone, they left no clues behind, even if there were any clues, they couldn’t be traced back to him. Naturally, someone would handle these matters and smooth everything over; there was no need for him to worry at all.

"If you can think like that, then that’s good. I used to feel the same, but the person I killed was a nationally famous fugitive. By focusing your attention elsewhere and not dwelling on these things, you’ll get over it gradually. Don’t take it too much to heart," Lin Feng said, feeling relieved after hearing Leng Hao’s words, believing nothing untoward would happen to Leng Hao, who would get over it given time.

"Brother Lin, how did you and my sister meet?" After Leng Hao heard what Lin Feng said, he agreed in his heart. The man had already been killed; dwelling on it was pointless and would only bring unnecessary distress. By doing as Lin Feng suggested, he would definitely be able to move on. Curious, Leng Hao steered the conversation to how Lin Feng and his sister met, wondering how a person as miraculous as Lin Feng happened to meet his sister.

"Your sister and I met in the university cafeteria while eating." Lin Feng knew what Leng Hao was getting at, so while driving, he simply chatted with Leng Hao about it. Besides, there was no need to hide such mundane life details; talking about them was harmless.

"University cafeteria?"

"Yeah, the first time I went to the cafeteria, your sister’s table was empty, so I just took a seat."

"That’s not right; my sister never talks to strange men. How did she even speak to you?"

"At that time, your sister was studying French, and I clarified some things about it, then we started chatting."

"So that’s what happened. But Brother Lin, why did you start teaching French?"

"I was originally in the general department, but when the former French teacher left, your sister transferred me there."

...

As they asked and answered each other, time flew by. Without realizing it, Leng Hao had gotten a clear understanding of how Lin Feng and his sister had met and got to where they were today. He could distinctly feel that Lin Feng and his sister shared a very good relationship; in the past six months, his sister had completely fallen for him. But Leng Hao thought it made sense—had Lin Feng not been such an outstanding and remarkable person, his sister wouldn’t have taken an interest in Lin Feng.

When their conversation ended, the car had already arrived at the gates of the Leng Residence. The two men got out, one after the other, and walked straight into the Leng Residence. Upon entering, they saw Leng Hui and Meng Ping still playing chess in the courtyard, with Leng Mei watching on the side. The two men walked directly over to them.

"Lin Feng, where did you and Xiao Hao go?" As soon as Leng Mei saw Lin Feng and Leng Hao return together, she felt a bit surprised and immediately approached to ask Lin Feng. She remembered that her brother had been very unfriendly toward Lin Feng just a while ago. Now, not only was there no hint of hostility on her brother’s face, but there was also a faint smile. What... what was going on?

Previously, when Leng Hao went to look for Lin Feng, Leng Mei, out of concern that they might fight again, had gone to Lin Feng’s room to check on them. To her surprise, neither Lin Feng nor her brother was in the room, and she had no idea where they had gone. She was quite anxious, fearing Leng Hao might upset Lin Feng again. However, after searching the entire Leng Residence without finding them, a guard informed her that Leng Hao and Lin Feng had driven out together. Only then did she realize they had left.

"I went for a drive with Brother Lin. He said he hadn’t really gone out in Capital City since arriving, so we took a drive around the city," said Leng Hao, his heart skipping a beat when his sister asked where they had been. He couldn’t exactly say they went out to find their senior brother and kill him. With that thought, Leng Hao quickly followed up on his sister’s question, keeping it brief, trying to gloss over the matter. In Leng Hao’s view, he couldn’t discuss killing their senior brother with his sister, as it would only make her worry.

"Is that really what happened?" Leng Mei, sensing something off in her brother’s expression, turned her gaze towards Lin Feng and asked again. She knew Lin Feng wouldn’t lie, and to find out the truth, she needed to ask Lin Feng.

"We did go for a drive and took care of some things along the way, as well as had a heart-to-heart talk. Why are the two seniors still playing chess?" Lin Feng, hearing what Leng Hao said, realized Leng Hao didn’t want Leng Mei to know about the killing of Yuan Kun. So when Leng Mei asked, Lin Feng kept it vague. Technically, they did go for a drive and resolved the issue with Yuan Kun, but he avoided being more explicit. Lin Feng also didn’t want Leng Mei to know about it. However, he couldn’t help but ask why Leng Hui and Meng Ping were still playing chess when he turned around and saw the two men still at it.

When he and Leng Hao had left earlier, they already saw the two elders playing chess. Yet upon their return, they were still at it. While chess might be addictive, they shouldn’t be so indulgent. Leng Hui had only recently recovered his health, and Meng Ping’s was even worse. Under such circumstances, it was not advisable for the two to play chess for extended periods, especially in an open place like the courtyard—it was even more detrimental to their health.