"Lin... Feng, Brother Feng... How, how are you here?" Yang Ling couldn’t imagine he would meet Lin Feng here again. The day before, at the opening of the Longfeng Martial Hall, his father Yang Tian completely lost face in front of Lin Feng. When he got home last night, he had sternly warned him never to provoke Lin Feng again...

After hearing from Yang Tian that Lin Feng’s venue opening could even invite Cao Tiannan to sit in, Yang Ling had already decided Lin Feng was Cao Tiannan’s future son-in-law. How could he dare to act arrogantly in front of Lin Feng? Yang Ling had decided never to actively seek Lin Feng out in the future. But today, he only wanted to hang out with a few friends, and unexpectedly bumped into this fierce god?!

"Oh... it’s Little Yang! I was just a bit busy recently, just bringing some friends over to relax..." Lin Feng saw Yang Tian and greeted him with a relaxed smile. Since Yang Ling called him Brother Feng, calling him Little Yang seemed fine!

"Hehe..." Yang Ling surely knew about the busy affair of Lin Feng’s martial hall opening. "Brother Feng, you have a lot on your plate, that’s understandable, understandable..."

Then, Yang Ling turned around and looked at Sun Zhengwei, asking with a hint of mockery, "Seems like Young Master Sun is not as simple as I thought, able to invite a big shot like Brother Feng! But Young Master Sun, you’re indeed not fair. Brother Feng came but you didn’t tell me in advance, so I could prepare a gift, really making me a bit upset!"

Sun Zhengwei was almost scared to wet himself by this point... He knew Yang Ling’s identity, as the son of Jiangzhou City’s deputy mayor, Yang Tian. But just now, Yang Ling addressed Lin Feng as "Brother Feng"? And Lin Feng, very warmly, called Yang Ling "Little Yang"?!

As for himself, Sun Zhengwei, he had been sarcastic and contemptuous towards Lin Feng the whole time and kept entertaining ideas about Lin Feng’s woman, this...

"Brother Feng... I, I was wrong. It’s my fault for not recognizing a true god before me. Please forgive me..." Sun Zhengwei thought about what he had done and couldn’t help but feel his legs go weak in front of Lin Feng, kneeling down, his face pale, eyes full of panic.

Yang Ling naturally knew that this fool had inadvertently offended Lin Feng... Yang Ling’s expression finally looked a bit better upon realizing Sun Zhengwei truly did not know Lin Feng’s identity, and wasn’t intentionally putting him on the spot. That’s relief!

Regarding Little Ying and the two women behind her, seeing Sun Zhengwei’s action, they couldn’t help but look at Lin Feng with astonished expressions... Just who is this young man, able to make the eldest son of the Sun Family kneel before him?!

But just as Yang Ling and the three young people he brought along were speculating on Lin Feng’s next move, Lin Feng acted as if he hadn’t seen Sun Zhengwei’s actions, disdainfully shook his head, and calmly said to Yang Ling, "Little Yang, I want to give you some advice. When making friends usually, always be cautious and recognize the person’s true face, don’t accidentally get fooled... For example, these women from hotels, they may look glamorous on the surface, but in reality, they aren’t much different from streetwalkers. If you’re not careful about safety, it’s easy to catch something you shouldn’t be catching..."

Including Yang Ling, the few young people, and Little Ying, their faces suddenly turned pale. Everyone present was savvy, and they certainly understood Lin Feng’s sarcastic tone.

Young people like Yang Ling, who go out to play, are actually most afraid that outside women aren’t safe and might carry certain unspeakable viruses, so they’re extra cautious about choosing venues.

And establishments like the Four Seasons Hotel, a legitimate big venue, generally conduct monthly checks on the ladies there to prevent guests from getting infected after contracting a disease, supposedly implementing strict measures for more assurance!

But these regulations are just to fool guests; inspection fees and missed work fees are additional expenses. As the manager of these ladies, Little Ying knows well that it’s quite good if the Four Seasons Hotel ladies can get checked once a season —monthly checks are practically impossible!

Therefore, Lin Feng’s casually disparaging remark not only struck at the worries in Yang Ling and the others’ hearts but also exposed Little Ying’s guilty conscience, making both parties change their expressions abruptly.

Moreover, Sun Zhengwei understood even more that Lin Feng was expressing his dissatisfaction with him...

"Brother Feng... I realize my mistake, please, spare me! My venue is very proper, really won’t have those things, Brother Feng, rest assured... really won’t..." Young Master Sun begged Lin Feng like a dog, repeatedly lowering his head pleading for mercy.

However, Lin Feng still ignored Sun Zhengwei, instead lifting his head and smiling at Yang Ling, waiting for him to speak.

At this moment, Yang Ling’s mind was a bit conflicted; originally leaning towards believing Sun Zhengwei’s words, otherwise he wouldn’t have chosen to come to play at the Four Seasons Hotel venue. But after seeing Madam Little Ying’s guilty expression, he became somewhat doubtful —could there indeed be no shady dealings at the Four Seasons Hotel? Why was Little Ying looking so guilty?

"Brother Feng... we also just occasionally visit Four Seasons Hotel, not often... If it were as terrifying as Brother Feng mentioned, we’d try to avoid coming here to play in the future..." Yang Ling ultimately decided to distance himself from Sun Zhengwei; there was no need to offend Lin Feng over someone with virtually no usefulness like Sun Zhengwei.

"Hehe... that’s great!" Lin Feng was quite satisfied with Yang Ling’s statement; he could see Yang Ling’s concession from his expression, realizing that Yang Tian might have instructed Yang Ling not to oppose him again... Considering the son of the deputy mayor, seeing him act like a mouse in front of a cat, quite scared, Lin Feng felt rather satisfied!

Then, Lin Feng lowered his head, with a playful smile, glanced at Sun Zhengwei, who was kneeling before him!

"Young Master Sun?!" Lin Feng casually called out, a playful smile appearing on his face.

"Present..." Sun Zhengwei instinctively responded, but then hesitating upon seeing Lin Feng’s eyes, instinctively backed off a little, shaking his head repeatedly saying, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Brother Feng, I spoke too quickly, answered wrong, please forgive me... Brother Feng, just call me Little Sun!"

"Young Master Sun..." Lin Feng shook his head, his tone very calm, "Didn’t you just say you were going to call someone to teach me a lesson? One must keep their word!"

Upon hearing Lin Feng’s words, Sun Zhengwei almost burst into tears. He did want to keep his word, but doing so would cost him his life! Yang Ling couldn’t offend Lin Feng, and Sun Zhengwei didn’t even have the courage to inquire about Lin Feng’s identity now, let alone open his mouth to say he was going to call someone to teach Lin Feng a lesson!

"Damn... Sun Zhengwei, you idiot!" At this point, Yang Ling finally understood, couldn’t help but curse Sun Zhengwei in frustration and then walked over, delivering a heavy kick to Sun Zhengwei’s head, knocking him completely to the ground!