Chapter 2264 - 2253: Zou Jingjing, I’m Sorry

"Oh, please. As if you’re subtle. Since I followed you, I’ve hardly seen you being subtle at all." Ruoyun scoffed at him, dismissively.

Fortunately, Lin Zifeng’s cultivation realm was much higher than Handsome Guy’s, and even with his sharp nose, it would be hard to detect Lin Zifeng’s presence. Furthermore, he had altered his appearance, so unless someone more powerful appeared, no one could discern his identity.

"Dead Dog, how do you know I’m not an old friend of someone?" Lin Zifeng countered with a smile, pulling out the cigarette he bought by the roadside earlier and lighting up. During this time in the Third Parallel Universe, he had been feeling stifled; the absence of cigarettes made him feel as though a little snake was crawling around inside, itching and squirming, genuinely unpleasant.

"What the hell!"

Handsome Guy’s massive body quivered suddenly. Upon hearing the words "Dead Dog," why did it sound so familiar?

The term "Dead Dog" in the entire Holy Hall was called by only a few select people, really no one else dared to call it that. More importantly, when the stranger called him Dead Dog, it could not help but ring a familiar bell.

After all, it had spent much time with Lin Zifeng, endured hardships together, sharing life and death moments, naturally developing a bond others couldn’t understand.

"Then tell me, what evidence do you have?" Handsome Guy’s dog eyes glared wide open, staring hard at his face, as if questioning something.

Lin Zifeng smiled and shook his head. He truly didn’t have evidence to show, but he could perform battle skills like Gray Dragon Hand, Gray Dragon Palm, though they were Totem Battle Skills. If necessary, he could just claim Lin Zifeng taught him those.

"Indeed, what evidence do you have to prove it?" Nangong Shui chimed in.

"Hahaha... I need no evidence. Since I came over saying I’m his old friend, then I wouldn’t deceive you. Of course, you can choose not to believe me and see me as just the wind passing by. Thus, why should I linger any longer?" Saying that, Lin Zifeng turned with pride and elegance to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey! Hold on!" Nangong Shui called from behind. His thick brows furrowed repeatedly; he couldn’t deny that this man visiting indeed filled them with many doubts and curiosity.

Now, the Holy Hall had become what it is. Talents, however pleasant they sounded, weren’t there to be used effectively in crucial moments; nevertheless, they still held a certain importance.

So, Nangong Shui decided to keep this man claiming to be Lin Zifeng’s old friend around; after all, there was no harm in keeping him. If the other harbored ill intentions, he would have erupted already, not bothering to prove himself with such effort.

Experts always have their pride~

"Is there anything more the senior needs to ask or clarify?" Lin Zifeng turned back and asked.

"Ahem... You see, big brother, since you were once friends with the head of our house, I hear you came to help our Holy Hall? But I just can’t understand, what was your intention in doing so?" Nangong Shui sorted out his emotions; after all, the Holy Hall had fallen into this sorry state.

Since Lin Zifeng disappeared, suddenly someone popped up offering to help the Holy Hall. Why did it sound a bit fishy?

"Nangong senior, are you questioning my motives?" Lin Zifeng chuckled.

"Hiss~"

Nangong Shui drew a sharp breath, exclaiming, "How do you know my name is Nangong? Do you know me?"

"Haha, I already said, I’m Lin’s friend. What wouldn’t Lin tell me?" Lin Zifeng laughed.

Nangong Shui was relieved, his expression gradually easing. If the man knew his name, it wasn’t a difficult thing; after all, those investigating the Holy Hall, wanting to harm it, would have thoroughly explored its background.

"Alright then, since you’re a friend of Lin, you’re also a friend of our Holy Hall. Going forward, we’re like family." Nangong Shui smiled.

Lin Zifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, aware that this was merely an outward gesture. Whether they truly considered him one of them, a friend, only they could know in their hearts.

Soon, Lin Zifeng did not linger in the villa for long.

He knew that with today’s unexpected arrival at the villa and massive change in appearance, even if he argued to the end, they would never let him see his wife Nangong Bing. So, he opted to leave rather than stay longer.

Once Lin Zifeng left, Jia Zhenjing and others began to lazily emerge from the villa.

"Old Jia, do you think this person could be an enemy of our Holy Hall? Does Lin have such an old friend? Why haven’t I heard him mention it?" Handsome Guy was now filled with doubt, feeling hostility and fear towards the stranger. Worried that he might not be a good person.

"Precisely because he never mentioned it, I’m afraid he might be harmful to our Holy Hall. Otherwise, I would have kicked him out long ago." Jia Zhenjing squinted his small eyes, more conflicted than Handsome Guy. He had to get to the bottom of it before acting; otherwise, scaring away the snake or establishing an adversary wouldn’t be good for the current Holy Hall.

The group remained silent, allowing Lin Zifeng to leave...

And Lin Zifeng left with a sense of longing, brothers reunited without recognition, asking an old friend where they’ve come from...

Walking down familiar roads, Lin Zifeng felt a sense of homelessness. Originally, Artifact Spirit Ruoyun wanted to chat with him, but ultimately Lin Zifeng wasn’t in the mood; after all, she was just an Artifact Spirit, devoid of true human emotions. Talking too much with her would be no different from farting.

Thus, after wandering all night, he arrived at a bar he used to frequent, preparing to enter, when from afar, he saw an old acquaintance!

It was Zhao Xuemo!

From afar, under the neon glow, the door of a black Porsche slowly opened. First, a handsome man in a suit stepped out, gallantly walked to the other side and carefully helped Zhao Xuemo step out. His actions were attentive and protective...

Long-lost Zhao Xuemo now had a healthy glow, an overwhelming charisma, giving off a strong air of a lady of leisure.

Her radiant, full skin shimmering white; since their last parting at home, Lin Zifeng had not spoken a word with Zhao Xuemo for a long time. Nor had they spent time together; their sudden encounter added to the bittersweet feeling. Could that man be Zhao Xuemo’s new boyfriend? Or perhaps Zhao Xuemo’s fiancé?

Actually, Zhao Xuemo’s real name is Zou Jingjing, but upon entering the broader world, she changed it for reasons unknown to Lin Zifeng.