Chapter 1208 - 1208: Finally Meeting You

With one hour left, there were only ten minutes remaining.

Xiao Feng stopped in his tracks; in front of him were two old and rusted iron gates.

At this moment, his hair was messy, and his face was covered in dust, giving him a weary traveler look.

As for the hairstyle, it was deliberately made to look like this.

There was no other way; the full disguise set also involved hairstyle adjustments, but Xiao Feng didn't have the tools with him, nor did he have the time to waste any further.

So, he could only patch up whatever obvious flaws he could in the limited time and hope it was good enough...

He examined the iron gates closely, noticing the rust and numerous large and small holes, making the description "riddled with holes" perfectly apt.

Above the door, there seemed to be a plaque, but the characters had deteriorated so much that they were unrecognizable.

Turning back, he muttered to himself, "The gates, the locust tree, the stone table, it must be the place."

Walking under the locust tree, Xiao Feng placed two safes he was holding onto the stone table and announced loudly, "The money is already..."

However, just as he uttered three words, he heard a "bang" behind him, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

In an instant, a switchblade appeared from behind him, hovering in front of Xiao Feng's neck.

Immediately after, a cold voice came from behind him, "Don't move!"

There were people hidden in the trees; this fact Xiao Feng had already discovered when he stood in front of the gate.

Yet the reason why he came despite knowing there was an ambush was naturally to lure the opponent into the next move.

However, it must be admitted, there was a gamble involved in this.

If the opponent really intended to kill, Xiao Feng would be dead or severely injured by now.

It's not that he couldn't fight back or defend himself, but the precision required was overly stringent...

Reacting immediately was naturally the safest way.

But if the ambush failed, the opponent could not carry out the next move.

Being slightly slower was possible; he might suffer a bit but would not lose his life.

But this had the same consequences as reacting immediately.

In short, until the blade breaks the skin, you can never be assured whether the opponent truly intends to kill you.

"Where's your car?" The cold voice reappeared from behind: "Why didn't you drive over?"

Xiao Feng spread his hands open, placed them at his sides, and replied in a hoarse voice, "I let a friend drive it away."

"Is it five million in the box?"

"That's right, you can count it. Five million, not a single note missing."

Pausing, Xiao Feng imitated Pei Dengke's anxious tone, saying, "Where's Weiwei? Where is she now?"

He heard a cold laugh from behind him: "Want to see your lover, huh? Then I'll grant your wish!"

As soon as the words fell, two more masked men approached, putting a blindfold on Xiao Feng, tying his hands behind his back, and forcefully dragging him away.

Xiao Feng quickly thought about how Pei Dengke would react in this situation and loudly shouted, "Are you trying to double-cross me?

I've given you the money, not only are you not releasing anyone, you're even kidnapping me?"

"Shut up!" Someone angrily scolded, "Speak again, and I'll cut out your tongue!"

After walking for about five minutes, he heard a creaking sound near his ear.

Xiao Feng knew this meant... he had entered those iron gates.

Despite the feeling of walking for a long time, they were actually just walking in circles in the same place. Without sight, it was easy to feel like they had changed environments.

Soon, Xiao Feng felt a push on his back, and someone forcibly tore off his blindfold.

Then he heard a "bang" behind him as the door was shut.

"Damn!"

Xiao Feng couldn't help but curse in his heart, fortunate that his mask was stuck well enough. Otherwise, with that rip, it might have already fallen apart.

The surroundings were pitch black, with only a sliver of moonlight shining through the window.

By the moonlight, Xiao Feng saw her beautiful face with closed eyes.

But he didn't feel any admiration for her looks, only anger inside!

Wang Tingwei, finally I meet you!

Calm down... calm down!

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Feng kept reminding himself that he was now Pei Dengke.

Then, he rushed towards Wang Tingwei, shouting, "Weiwei! Weiwei, are you okay Weiwei?

Did they do anything to you?"

Leaning against a pillar pretending to be asleep, Wang Tingwei immediately flinched as she opened her eyes and hurriedly moved away.

Xiao Feng couldn't stop in time and crashed into her arms.

Hmm, soft, didn't hurt at all...

Wang Tingwei suppressed her disgust, adjusted her emotions, and said excitedly, "Dengke? Dengke, I finally see you!"

Speaking like this, her acting was top-notch, with her eyes teary and tears flowing.

After a melodramatic reunion scene like from a drama, Xiao Feng and Wang Tingwei leaned against a pillar, each with their hands tied behind their backs, like a pair of star-crossed lovers in distress.

"Weiwei, seeing you again in this life, it's worth dying for!" Xiao Feng said sincerely.

Wang Tingwei frowned slightly, asking, "What's wrong with your voice?"

"Oh, it's nothing. My throat's just inflamed, a bit hoarse."

"Really?"

"Would I lie to you?"

Though he said this, Xiao Feng already knew she was suspicious.

Because while voices can change, the style, tone, and manner of speaking don't change with a voice.

Thinking this, Xiao Feng gathered his emotions slightly and asked, "Weiwei, do you remember how we first met?"

"Of course I do!" Wang Tingwei nodded, her face showing a reminiscent look, and said: "I remember us at the flower market, picking the same flower, almost arguing.

Later..."

"Wait!" Xiao Feng interrupted, "Weiwei, you must be remembering wrong?"

Wang Tingwei blinked her beautiful eyes and questioned, "Am I wrong?"

"Of course!" Xiao Feng stated confidently, "Our first meeting was at my grandfather's birthday banquet.

You represented the Tang Family and offered congratulations.

I clearly recall you wore a pleated skirt..."

This conversation had been recorded by Xiao Feng in notes, so naturally, he remembered it very clearly.

While speaking, Xiao Feng couldn't help but wonder why her behavior felt like she suspected he was impersonating.

Could it be that she had encountered a master of disguise before?

After listening to Xiao Feng, Wang Tingwei's face showed the right amount of blush.

As if embarrassed by "forgetting" their first meeting, or perhaps flustered by those cheesy words, she whispered:

"Actually, I never forgot that day.

The reason for saying it wrong was to test if you remembered or not."

"..." Xiao Feng genuinely felt impressed.

No wonder she's a Master of Tea Art; her words, damn, were truly skillful!

However, now is clearly not the time to dwell on these things.

To further dispel Wang Tingwei's doubts, Xiao Feng began recounting several representative stories he learned from Pei Dengke.