Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

"I'll chase your mother!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuzhi was so frightened that he was about to curse.

He pointed at Cui Xing and warned:

"If you dare to say anything out of line again, don't blame me for being ruthless towards you!"

Seeing Feng Yuzhi's serious expression, Cui Xing quickly shut his mouth and dared not say another word.

After a while.

Feng Yuzhi slowly began to speak:

"Tell me, who calls the shots in Jiangzhou?"

Instead of explaining directly, Feng Yuzhi asked a question.

He leaned against the car door and continued to exhale a smoke ring.

"The three major families!"

Cui Xing immediately replied that he knew about this.

"Among the An family, the Chen family, and the Tong family, the An family and the Chen family are the oldest and most established families. The Chen family has the most profound heritage, but it has weakened in the last ten years or so and has been overtaken by the An family."

"Okay, it seems you know quite a bit." Feng Yuzhi nodded.

"So An Lan wasn't actually kicked out of the family?" Cui Xing asked tentatively.

"No, it's true. She's lost power." Feng Yuzhi shook his head.

"What are we afraid of?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Xing became even more enthusiastic, straightening his back.

"A woman who has fallen from grace, running a small company—do we really need to be so timid?"

Feng Yu chuckled, still not offering a direct explanation, but instead asked:

"You know my older brother, right?"

"I know!"

Several people started talking all at once.

"Young Master Chen, Chen Mo! Our big brother!"

"I heard he's been sick these past few days and is resting at home."

"Sick? Is that so? What kind of illness?"

"I don't know, it seems quite serious. The Chen family is covering up the news."

Feng Yuzhi waved his hand and lowered his voice:

"Being sick is just an excuse! He's actually...in trouble!"

"Something's happened?!"

The group of people were startled.

The eldest son of the prestigious Chen family of Jiangzhou, has gotten into trouble?

This is a secret!

The group moved closer together, pricking up their ears.

Feng Yu smiled mysteriously and asked:

"Lin'an Group, why is 'An' listed last?"

"Brother Feng, you're jumping around like this, I can't keep up with your train of thought!"

Cui Xing scratched his head, looking completely bewildered.

"Yeah, just say it. None of us are exactly on our brains."

Another chubby rich kid chimed in.

"Exactly!"

Feng Yuzhi: ...

What you're saying doesn't make me happy either!

Damn it, you guys are together all the time, my brain isn't much better than that!

He sighed, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stomped it out.

"Fine, I'll just tell you straight! My older brother, Chen Mo, got into trouble because of Lin An Group!"

"Lin from Lin'an Group?"

Cui Xing stroked his chin thoughtfully, frowned for a long time, then raised his head and spoke solemnly:

"What do you mean?"

Feng Yuzhi: ...

You deserved to get into trouble!

I shouldn't have saved you!

You still don't understand after all this explanation?

"Lin Xuan".

Feng Yuzhi took a deep breath and said, word by word:

"Remember this name. If you see him in Jiangzhou in the future, keep your distance. Don't say I didn't warn you!"

He was so annoyed by these idiots that he lost interest. He finished speaking coldly, opened the car door, and got in.

"Lin Xuan?"

Who is it?

"Never heard of it!"

The rich kids looked at each other, still whispering among themselves.

Feng Yuzhi ignored them and started the car, stepping on the gas and speeding away.

The taillights of the luxury coupe drew a red arc in the night.

They quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

.

Across the street.

The bus had already started, and the engine was humming.

"Lin...Little Lin, aren't you coming back with us?"

On the bus, Zhou Yu leaned out and asked.

"You guys go ahead, I'll take a stroll."

Lin Xuan waved his hand.

"good!"

Zhou Yu nodded and retreated back into the car.

The bus started moving slowly, its headlights illuminating the road ahead.

On the bus, everyone was tired from playing and quickly fell asleep leaning back in their seats.

The carriage quieted down, with only the hum of the engine and the occasional snore.

Yun Rutian and Zhao Zishu sat together, with one seat between them.

No one spoke.

The streetlights outside the window swept past one by one, casting alternating shadows on Zhao Zishu's face.

She closed her eyes and breathed evenly.

Yun Rutian glanced at her secretly, then quickly looked away.

A few seconds later, I couldn't help but take another look.

Her profile looked exceptionally beautiful under the light, her skin so fair it was almost translucent.

After a while, Zhao Zishu suddenly spoke in a low voice:

"Thank you……"

The sound was very soft.

Yun Rutian suddenly turned his head, his heart rate instantly soaring to 180.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but no thoughts came to mind.

Yes, a heart that just keeps pounding.

she……

Did you just thank me?

Did I hear that right?

He took a deep breath, then another, trying to calm himself down.

Master was right after all!

We must...use our true feelings!

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Lin Xuan walked alone on the deserted street.

The streetlights stretched his shadow long, then caught up from behind, turning it into a short, indistinct shape.

He strolled slowly into a nearby small park.

The park is small, but densely wooded.

The night wind blew, and the leaves rustled.

A few scattered ground lamps cast a faint glow, illuminating the outline of the path.

This place must be bustling during the day, but now, all you can hear is the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves.

Lin Xuan walked along a stone path, turned a corner, and arrived at the center of the small park.

There is a small square there.

There are several fitness equipment in the middle, and an old swing set next to it.

The iron frame was rusty and looked quite old.

A figure sat on the swing, swaying slowly.

creak-

creak-

The sound of chains scraping together was particularly clear in the quiet park.

one at a time

Not too fast, not too slow.

Lin Xuan stopped and stood under a sycamore tree, keeping a certain distance.

He looked at the figure, hesitated for a moment, and then asked:

"Who are you."

The figure did not reply, but continued to sway slowly, seemingly enjoying the feeling of sitting on the swing.

The night breeze lifted her long hair, which swayed in the moonlight.

Lin Xuan didn't say anything; he just stood there quietly.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The swing finally stopped.

The figure smiled.

"Coming to such a remote place alone late at night, aren't you afraid... I'll kill you?"

The voice belonged to a woman; it sounded incredibly alluring, with a touch of languor.

Just hearing these words made Lin Xuan feel a tremor in his heart, as if something had hooked him.

He frowned, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart.

Just as he was about to speak!

Suddenly, the figure left the swing and headed straight for Lin Xuan!

It was incredibly fast, like a cheetah pouncing on its prey.

In her hand, she was holding a dagger.

Dark red, gleaming faintly in the moonlight.

Lin Xuan frowned and quickly retreated, saying coldly as he did so:

"Sorry, you've gone to the wrong place."

The figure paused for a moment, then chuckled softly:

"You're quite an interesting person! Leaving is fine, but...we'll have to split up."

brush!

With a flash of cold light, the woman thrust her dagger directly at Lin Xuan!