Chapter 130: Phone call after dinner

Hou Yizhen could have simply handed the man over to the law enforcement officers.

However, what if the man had not fled immediately and had witnessed what happened afterward?

The authorities would then learn about Lin Feng’s unusual abilities. The boy might even be taken away for research.

He naturally could not let it go.

Fortunately, Hou Yizhen was now certain that the man had hidden inside the mansion immediately after reporting the completion of his job, completely missing the spectacle of the beast tide.

Even after going outside and learning what had happened, the man had no idea that it was connected to Lin Feng.

Hou Yizhen explained this to the boy.

Initially, he had felt that someone as gentle as Lin Feng should not be exposed to such things. However, recalling the psychologist’s words about homosexuals wanting to be treated as equals, he ultimately decided to tell him everything.

Lin Feng listened without interrupting.

Only after Hou Yizhen finished speaking did he respond.

"Mmm. Thank you, Uncle Hou."

The man’s movements suddenly stopped.

Something was wrong with the boy tonight.

"Did something happen?"

"Many things happened today. I still haven’t fully calmed down," Lin Feng replied.

"..."

Hou Yizhen was certain now.

The boy hadn’t been like this earlier.

"Did the Bai family say anything?"

Had they finally told him about the strange incident and the possibility that it was related to Lin Feng?

"...No, they didn’t say anything. I just realized a few things that I hadn’t thought about before."

Hou Yizhen was about to speak again when the boy continued.

"Uncle, I’m really tired tonight. I want to sleep first. Can we talk another day?"

Hou Yizhen’s brows twitched.

He felt a little irritated.

When had anyone ever dared to dismiss him like this, especially after he had spent so much time and effort running around for this very person?

Was it because he had been acting in his best behavior that this boy forgot his real personality?

Before Hou Yizhen could say anything, the boy’s voice came again.

This time, there was obvious exhaustion and a hint of apology in it.

"I’m sorry, Uncle. I’m really exhausted today. Please don’t be angry?"

Hou Yizhen’s irritation suddenly disappeared.

What was he even getting angry about?

The boy had been through so much today. All those events must have drained him of every last bit of energy.

Hou Yizhen’s voice softened, and he felt a little uncomfortable for the boy.

"I’m not angry. Go to sleep and rest. I might be busy for the next few days. I have some business to attend to overseas. Don’t overthink things if we can’t talk."

"Um. Thank you for understanding, Uncle."

"Go to sleep."

"Uncle."

"Hmm?"

"Thank you. Really. I’m glad you called."

"..." The man’s lips slowly curved upward.

"Mmm. Go to sleep. Good night."

When the call ended, Lin Feng lay on his back, staring at the ceiling.

Since coming to this world, so many things had happened to him.

Most of them were troubles left behind by the original Lin Feng.

He had always believed that since he had taken over this body, he should also take responsibility for the karmic debts the original Lin Feng had incurred.

He had even made that promise in front of Mother Lin’s grave.

After all, this life was another chance given to Madam Lin—a chance to experience the joys that the new society could bring.

Lin Feng had tried to repair broken relationships, remain filial to the elders, and do his best to fit into this world’s high society.

Even now, he did not regret any of it.

Most of the people he had met had been very kind to him.

It was just...

Perhaps it was finally time for him to think more about himself.

It was fine to carry the karmic debts of this body, but Lin Feng also wanted to live a little more selfishly.

After all, he could die at any time. Especially now that it was clear someone wanted to harm him.

Should he simply hide inside his shell, forever relying on the protection of the Bai and Hou families?

Lin Feng realized that he was unwilling to do so.

The kindness of others was something they willingly gave. It should never be taken for granted.

People could withdraw their kindness at any time, no matter how good they were. And no one had the right to blame them for it.

After all, they had no obligation to take care of him for the rest of his life.

This life was already a borrowed one. Compared to death, Lin Feng was more afraid of losing sight of himself.

He had been given the chance to live in such a wonderful world, yet he had not made the most of his second life.

Lin Feng wanted to become someone who knew how to live, and live well, regardless of the circumstances.

...

A quiet Buddhist temple stood on the outskirts of the capital, surrounded by ancient pine trees and budding spring flowers. Several days had passed since the Qingming Festival, and the temple, which had been bustling with visitors during the holiday, had returned to its usual peaceful state.

The mountain air still carried a trace of early spring chill. Fallen petals scattered across the stone steps, while the faint sound of a wooden fish being struck drifted from the main hall.

After passing through the temple gates, Lin Feng and the rest of the Bai family went to the main hall to pay their respects to the Buddha.

The spacious hall was filled with the faint scent of sandalwood. A golden Buddha statue sat solemnly upon the lotus pedestal, with offerings of fresh flowers and fruit arranged before it.

Lin Feng was a devout Buddhist, and his miraculous encounter in the underworld had only strengthened his belief.

Like the others, he took the incense sticks, lit them, and stood before the Buddha statue.

With a solemn expression, he raised the incense to his forehead, bowed three times, and placed the sticks into the large bronze incense burner.

Grandpa Bai finished his prayers first. He advised the others to stay and continue praying, glanced at Lin Feng, and then went with the monks to meet the old abbot.