Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

Not far away, Zhang Ergou grabbed Wang Dahu's arm and asked in a low voice, "Fengwazi even learned how to repair sheet music? How come I've never heard of that?"

Wang Dahu curled his lip, his tone disdainful: "What's the point of learning sheet music? He can't even read properly, how would he know anything about these things!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ergou's face instantly turned bright red: "Oh no! If Fengwa's revised score doesn't meet the courtesan's approval, we'll lose face big time!"

"I don't care! If that Wang guy dares to humiliate Fengwa, I'll beat him up today!"

Wang Tu, clenching his fists, chimed in, "Uncle Er Gou is right! Count me in! Let's take down this son of a bitch!"

The group secretly plotted to make a name for themselves, determined not to let Lin Feng suffer any losses.

Meanwhile, in a secluded spot on the second floor, Su Wan'er, who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, was quietly watching this scene, her fingertips tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her mind in turmoil.

She hoped that Lin Feng could outdo Wang Qian and curb the arrogant attitude of that playboy.

She was also secretly worried that if Raymond Lam really met the courtesan, would he be attracted to her and then despise her?

Su Wan'er's heart was already completely tied to Lin Feng, and she was currently torn between these two thoughts.

Just then, the courtesan's door slowly opened.

This time, Cherry Girl came out without carrying anything.

"Cherry, what did Yuwei say?" The madam, Yunniang, was even more anxious than Lin Feng, rushing forward to ask.

Cherry smiled gently, her eyes crinkling: "Mom, don't worry, Mr. Lin. My daughter said that the score you filled in is perfect, and she's very satisfied!"

Perfectly natural?

The onlookers instantly erupted in uproar.

Lin Feng, a true martial artist, can actually complete the musical score? And even do it better than Wang Qian, a scion of a prestigious family?

"impossible!"

Wang Qian suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Yingtao's arm, and said in a tone that was both urgent and angry: "I, Wang Qian, am well-read and proficient in music theory. My Langya Wang clan is a prestigious family. Am I not as good as a common soldier?"

"Cherry, did you give my sheet music to Miss Song or not?!"

Cherry's shoulder ached from being gripped so tightly. She struggled a few times but couldn't break free, and her face paled instantly.

Su Wan'er covered her mouth in shock, muttering to herself, "Second Brother... he really has such abilities?"

She had a basic understanding of music and had seen the sheet music that Song Yuwei had displayed outside. She knew that even if she had another hundred years, she would never be able to complete it so completely.

[Su Wan'er's favorability +3]

Song Yuwei's favorability +5

On the third floor, Zhang Ergou, Wang Dahu, and others were already cheering and jumping for joy, their backs ramrod straight.

Lin Feng defeated Wang Qian, and they were elated, immediately putting on a show together.

"Ergou, didn't someone just boast that they'd been to that damn academy?"

"What a coincidence! I, Zhang Ergou, also went to that academy, and even peed and relieved myself there!" Zhang Ergou slapped his thigh and laughed wildly. "From now on, I'll tell everyone I meet that I, Zhang Ergou, also came from that academy!"

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" Wang Dahu echoed with a loud laugh. "Take me with you when you have time, let's go to the academy together to 'gild our resumes,' and then we can swagger around and swindle a bit, hahaha!"

The two of them, speaking in unison, infuriated Wang Qian to the point that his face turned ashen, and his anger surged to the top of his head.

"Snapped!"

Lin Feng raised his hand and slapped Wang Qian's wrist with great force.

Wang Qian winced in pain and instinctively released his grip.

"So what if they are from a powerful and influential family?"

"So what if they're from a prestigious family?"

Lin Feng shielded Cherry behind him, his eyes sweeping contemptuously over Wang Qian: "Weren't you born of parents? What makes you think you're better than everyone else in every way?"

He paused, his tone growing colder: "Young Master Wang, is your magnanimity so narrow-minded that you would make things difficult for a mere young girl?"

Wang Qian, backed by the Langya Wang clan, was always treated with deference and respect in Zhenyuan City. When had he ever received such a harsh lesson?

The white flour instantly turned purplish-red.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to lecture me?"

Lin Feng scoffed and glanced at him: "I am the squad leader guarding Zhenyuan City, responsible for protecting the city's safety. Am I not allowed to criticize you?"

"As for you, you bully others with your power and can't accept defeat. Do you even deserve to be a descendant of the Langya Wang clan?"

"How pathetic! How laughable! How lamentable!"

Wang Qian's identity as a member of the Langya Wang clan was his greatest pride. Now, Lin Feng publicly mocked him as "unworthy," and Wang Qian retaliated with Lin Feng's words without hesitation. His last shred of reason was instantly consumed by anger.

Wang Qian suddenly flung his sleeve and roared, "Lin Feng! You're asking for death! Beat him! I'll take responsibility if you kill him!"

His lackeys, who had been unable to contain themselves, swarmed forward immediately upon hearing this.

This group of people are used to acting arrogantly and bullying ordinary people is commonplace for them.

They rushed forward in a hurry, thinking Lin Feng was an easy target.

Lin Feng remained calm, first protecting Cherry by taking two steps back, then kicking the leader of the lackeys in the chest.

"Bang!"

The lackey flew straight back like a tattered sack, crashing into the two men behind him, causing all three to tumble and fall.

The lackeys behind him were startled, but since their young master had given the order, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and charge forward.

But as soon as they moved, Lin Feng took the initiative to come forward.

His speed was astonishing. The moment the two made contact, one of the lackeys instinctively threw a punch.

Lin Feng, however, struck first, grabbing his arm and swinging him backward.

The guy who had fallen earlier hadn't even gotten up when he was hit squarely by his flying companion, making him wince in pain.

Lin Feng is like a tiger descending the mountain, using grappling, throwing, and slamming techniques, or throwing fierce punches. Every move is precise and ruthless, and every move can defeat an opponent.

Just as Wang Dahu and his group rolled up their sleeves to help, they saw that Lin Feng had already cleaned up all of Wang Qian's men.

"You...you stay away!"

Wang Qian was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, his face ashen, his voice trembling: "If you dare to hurt me even a little, my father will never let you get away with it!"

Lin Feng moved with lightning speed, grabbing Wang Qian by the throat and pinning him to the spot.

"Young Master Wang, have you been this stubborn since you were born? Can't you say something nicer?"

Wang Qian's face quickly turned a deep purplish-red, and he desperately pounded on Lin Feng's arm with both hands, but he couldn't break free no matter what he did.

His men tried to rush forward to rescue him, but were held down by Wang Dahu and his men and could not move.

Seeing this, the madam knew that if she didn't step in, someone would die, so she quickly stepped forward, smiling and saying nice things.

"Young Master Lin, you absolutely mustn't act impulsively!"

"If you truly harm Young Master Wang and anger the Wang family, your promising future will be ruined!"

"Please, have some compassion and think about my Yichun Brothel. If someone dies here and my brothel is shut down, where will these girls go to make a living?"

Lin Feng's hand did not loosen at all; his sharp eyes were fixed on Wang Qian, waiting for him to bow his head and admit his mistake.

Finally, Wang Qian squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse: "Yes...it was this young master who was presumptuous, I...I was wrong."

His eyes were bloodshot, and saying those words was more painful than being killed.

In all his years, when has he ever apologized to a "lowly person"?

Lin Feng curled his lips into a cold smile and slowly released his grip.

"Bang!"

Wang Qian fell to the ground with a thud, wincing in pain, a deep ligature mark left on his neck.

He lay on the ground, panting heavily, his face pale and bluish.

Lin Feng waved his hand, his tone indifferent: "Take your men and get out of here. Don't waste everyone's time having fun!"

Wang Qian, utterly humiliated, struggled to his feet and staggered out.

His gang of lackeys were badly injured and followed behind, supporting each other.

The servant who had been boasting incessantly about Wang Qian came up to help him, but Wang Qian slapped him so hard he was sent flying.

"Get out! You bunch of useless trash! I've wasted my time raising you!"

Wang Qian cursed venomously, then clutched his neck and left in a sorry state.

The courtyard of Yichun gradually returned to its lively state, with many onlookers gathering together and whispering among themselves.

"No wonder he's a ruthless man who kills Tartars like cutting vegetables; he even dared to lay a hand on the young master of the Wang family?"

"Well done! I say that's how you should teach him a lesson! It'll stop Wang Qian from bullying honest people and causing trouble in the city all the time!"

"Hehe, the guy surnamed Wang has suffered such a huge loss, he certainly won't let this go."

"What does this mean? Is this going to be a good show? Is this guy surnamed Wang going to kill Raymond Lam?"

"Raymond Lam's personality is too impetuous for his age... Just wait and see! He'll probably suffer in the future!"

Discussions rose and fell, and people looked at Lin Feng with a mixture of admiration and fear.

That kid is really fierce!

They even dared to mess with the eldest son of the Langya Wang clan.

Judging from his posture, as long as Wang Qian doesn't back down, he's really capable of strangling the other person to death.

"Madam, I'll go see Miss Song right away."

Lin Feng turned to Yun Niang and instructed, "Take good care of my brothers, especially Wang Tu."

Yunniang nodded with a wry smile. Although she felt some resentment towards Lin Feng for causing trouble in the courtyard, she was mostly afraid and naturally dared not utter a single complaint.

"Alright, alright, Young Master Lin, don't worry. As long as you don't demolish my Yichun Courtyard, I'll do whatever you say."

Afterwards, Lin Feng followed Cherry to the room of the courtesan on the third floor.

As soon as you push open the door, a delicate and elegant fragrance wafts towards you.

The fragrance of sandalwood and flowers blends together, creating a delicate and gentle aroma that is neither too strong nor too weak, making it a delightful and refreshing scent.

"Sir, please come in. The young lady is inside!"