Chapter 88: A Woman Three Years Older Is a Treasure

"This..." Jiang Shaokun's face was filled with despair. As he came back to his senses, he glared furiously at his assistant and barked, "What kind of suggestion was that? If it weren’t for you, that spirit herb would already be mine."

"Young Master Jiang, I..." The assistant looked utterly wronged; he had only meant well!

Lin Feng turned back, smiled at Jiang Shaokun, and said, "Young Master Jiang, thank you for letting me have it. If you hadn’t withdrawn your bid in time, I couldn’t have bought this Violet Xuan Spirit Herb for five hundred thousand."

Those words stabbed deeper than any blade. Lin Feng’s remark was enough to make Jiang Shaokun cough up blood in fury. His fists clenched tightly as he glared coldly, thinking to himself, "Remember this, boy. I won’t let you get away with it."

The auction soon came to an end. Having achieved his goal, Lin Feng happily picked up the Violet Xuan Spirit Herb, ready to leave.

Just then, a number of renowned medical scholars and experts hurried toward him.

"Young man, would you be willing to let me have that Violet Xuan Spirit Herb? I’m willing to pay one hundred million."

"Sell it to me! I’ll pay three hundred million!"

"I’ll offer five hundred million!"

The price kept soaring ever higher.

Lin Feng remained unmoved, shaking his head. "I’m sorry, but this Violet Xuan Spirit Herb is not for sale. I’m afraid I have to disappoint you all."

Having said that, he walked on with the herb.

After leaving the auction hall, Zhou Nianying asked curiously, "Lin Feng, what do you need that Violet Xuan Spirit Herb for?"

"Sorry, I can’t say," Lin Feng replied simply.

Zhou Nianying pouted, a little displeased. She thought to herself, You’re so stingy. I just helped you so much, and you won’t even tell me what it’s for.

In truth, Lin Feng didn’t know how to explain it to her. How could he tell her he wanted it for cultivation?

"You two, stop right there!"

Just as they were chatting and preparing to leave, a cold shout rang out behind them.

They turned to see Jiang Shaokun standing there, flanked by several burly bodyguards—all from their martial arts school.

"Jiang Shaokun, what do you want now?" Zhou Nianying asked coldly.

"Hmph, hand over the Violet Xuan Spirit Herb, and I’ll let you go. Otherwise, this boy pays with his life today," Jiang Shaokun snarled.

"What did you say?" Zhou Nianying’s anger spiked at his words.

She scoffed, stepping in front of Lin Feng. "If you want to touch him, you’ll have to get through me first."

"You’re still protecting him?" Jiang Shaokun shot a contemptuous glance at Lin Feng and mocked, "Some man you are, hiding behind a woman. Is that all you’ve got?"

"Lin Feng, if you’re a man, own up and face me yourself. Don’t cower behind her."

Lin Feng smiled coldly, a flash of killing intent in his eyes, and strode forward. "Enough talk. If you want to fight, come at me together."

"Fine, you’ve got guts. Today, you die." Jiang Shaokun ordered, and all the burly men charged at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng’s eyes narrowed. He pulled Zhou Nianying behind him in a flash, his body darting into the crowd like lightning. In the blink of an eye, beams of light flickered, yet everyone stood frozen in place.

As Lin Feng emerged from the throng, regaining his stance, all the men spat blood and collapsed to the ground.

It was a total rout.

Lin Feng had defeated all of Jiang Shaokun’s men in an instant!

Jiang Shaokun stared in awe, his face filled with terror.

Even Zhou Nianying was dumbstruck. She never imagined Lin Feng would be so powerful.

He was the most dazzling man she’d ever seen—she couldn’t help but fall for him.

"This... how is this possible?" Jiang Shaokun stammered. He’d thought Lin Feng was just some loser, but in a moment, his entire worldview had been upended.

"Jiang Shaokun, did you see that? That’s my boyfriend’s strength. You pathetic freak, get lost!" Zhou Nianying regained her composure, walked up arrogantly, and shouted at Jiang Shaokun.

Jiang Shaokun swallowed hard, snapped back to his senses, and dared not linger another second. He scrambled away with his men, fleeing in utter disgrace.

"Lin Feng, let’s go," Zhou Nianying said sweetly, coming to his side with a smile.

"Alright."

Lin Feng brushed the dust from his clothes and left with style.

Once in the car, Zhou Nianying’s beautiful eyes darted thoughtfully, her index fingers twirling nervously.

Lin Feng noticed her and asked, "Why aren’t we going?"

"Lin Feng, I want to ask you something," Zhou Nianying said shyly. "What exactly is your relationship with Miss Su? Is she your girlfriend?"

"Qingxue? She’s... a good friend of mine," Lin Feng answered after a brief pause.

"So she’s not your girlfriend? Then... can I be your girlfriend?" Zhou Nianying’s eyes sparkled with hope as she looked at him eagerly.

"Ah?" Lin Feng was stunned.

He chuckled awkwardly. "Nianying, I think you’re a bit older than me, aren’t you? We aren’t quite right for each other."

"I’m twenty-eight. How about you?"

"I’m twenty-five," Lin Feng replied honestly.

"Perfect! They say a woman three years older is a treasure. We’re a great match," Zhou Nianying said, linking her arm through his and resting her head on his shoulder.

For a moment, Lin Feng’s heart raced with anxiety.

But Zhou Nianying only snuggled closer, declaring cheerfully, "Lin Feng, I think you’re the most handsome man in the world."

"Uh, Nianying, we really aren’t suitable. Let go of me, please," Lin Feng said, but just then his eyes drifted to the whiteness beneath her dress, and his breath quickened.

She noticed his gaze, pressed her ear to his chest, and giggled, "Lin Feng, you’re lying. You clearly like me."

"I really don’t. I have things to do. Please drop me off at Su’s Bank," Lin Feng said, unable to explain himself.

"Fine, but don’t forget your promise! I’ll come find you tomorrow—you have to teach me medicine."

Zhou Nianying let go of him, started the car smoothly, and sped away.

Soon, she dropped Lin Feng off at the entrance of Su’s Bank. As he got out, she waved goodbye. "Lin Feng, don’t forget your promise! See you!"

"Alright."

Lin Feng nodded, waited for her to leave, and quickly composed himself.

This Zhou girl really was a handful. If he’d known, he might never have taken her as a disciple.

"You’re back, Lin Feng," Su Qingxue greeted him as he walked in, tidying up some contracts and pulling him to go out.

Lin Feng hadn’t even had a chance to sit down and rest. He asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

"To Blue Sky Café, of course. I’ve already scheduled a meeting with Director Shen of Jiangcheng Bank," Su Qingxue explained as she hurried him to the car. "Director Shen just called to say he’s willing to share resources with us. From now on, Su’s Bank and Jiangcheng Bank will work together to grow stronger."