246: Raymond Lam's Past

“Lin Feng!”

“Don’t push your luck!”

In the office, Yang Zixiong had just breathed a sigh of relief after hearing about one enchantment jade, but then he heard that Lin Feng still had a tiny request.

This made his anger flare up.

“You old shameless fellow, if you dare to make another request, let’s go to the training ground and spar right now!”

Yang Zixiong said, his beard bristling and his eyes wide.

“Don’t be so hasty!”

Hearing his words, Lin Feng remained unconcerned, instead, he chuckled and said,

“It really is a tiny request, and it won’t make things difficult for you at all.”

He extended his finger, indicating a tiny bit on his pinky.

“Really?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Zixiong was somewhat skeptical.

“Of course it’s true. Others might not understand me, but Old Yang, don’t you understand me?”

“When I, Lin Feng, speak, my words are as good as gold; it’s all about integrity!”

Lin Feng patted his chest, which thumped loudly, his Face full of sincerity.

Seeing this, Yang Zixiong nodded, half-believing, then asked,

“Then tell me, what is this tiny request of yours?”

Seeing Yang Zixiong’s tone soften, the smile on Lin Feng’s Face grew even wider.

“Old Yang, I want you to help me out at the year-end meeting.”

“You see, I’ve been in this Dean position for so long; it’s high time I moved on.”

“It was initially agreed upon for three years, but then it became three more years, and now I’ve already been doing it for Nine Revolution years!”

Lin Feng complained with some dissatisfaction.

“Is that all?”

Hearing his words, Yang Zixiong was a little surprised, not expecting Lin Feng’s request to be so simple.

“Logically speaking, that is indeed the case.”

“We old fellows taking turns in this position, it is indeed time for you to move on.”

“How about this, why don’t we two swap?”

Looking at Lin Feng, Yang Zixiong asked with a smile at this moment.

The last time Lin Feng rotated into the Dean position, he took Bai Ziting as his disciple. This time, he picked up Wang Chen, an even more Prodigy young fellow.

To be honest, this luck had long made him extremely envious.

He didn’t even need much; just taking on a similar disciple, Yang Zixiong felt he could wake up laughing in his dreams.

This was no longer a matter of having successors, but rather of the student surpassing the master!

“No, no, no.”

Unexpectedly, upon hearing his words, Lin Feng quickly shook his head.

“Your Vice-Principal position is truly a pain in the ass; I don’t want to be blocked at the door by all sorts of people every day.”

“After stepping down from the Dean position, I plan to go to the Myriad Heavens Battlefield.”

Lin Feng said with a solemn tone.

“Hmm?”

Hearing this, Yang Zixiong frowned and immediately said without thinking,

“No!”

“You old fellow caused too much trouble on the Myriad Heavens Battlefield before; the Blood Clan’s kill order hasn’t been lifted all these years.”

“Now your strength is no longer at its previous Peak state; if you go to the Myriad Heavens Battlefield to wander, aren’t you afraid of drawing out a Blood Clan Prince?!”

As he spoke, Yang Zixiong stared at Lin Feng, appearing unyielding.

This old friend of his was extremely arrogant on the Myriad Heavens Battlefield in his early years.

Especially twenty years ago, during the great war between the Blue Star Human Race and the Blood Clan, he ran into a Blood Clan world and caused a great disturbance, causing the death of a Blood Clan Prince of the Augustus Clan, and was miserably hunted by the Blood Clan on the Myriad Heavens Battlefield.

Although he successfully returned to Blue Star in the end, his strength was severely damaged.

An Eight-Turn Beast Master, in his Peak state, possessed eight beast pets, but Lin Feng now only had the Howling Moon Silver Wolf left.

In this state, Lin Feng wanting to go to the Myriad Heavens Battlefield, in Yang Zixiong’s view, was purely seeking death.

One must know that twenty years ago, Lin Feng’s strength was at its Peak, and combined with his eight beast pets, he could contend with Nine Revolution ultimate powerhouses.

But now, with only one Divine Beast, the Howling Moon Silver Wolf, Lin Feng’s strength could only barely maintain at the Eight-Turn mid-level, which was more than several times weaker than his Peak period.

“My mind is made up!”

“Old Yang, if you don’t agree, don’t even think about transferring Wang Chen out of the school. Besides, you’re not the only Vice-Principal; I can always go discuss it with someone else.”

Lin Feng slapped the table, acting as if he would go his own way if Yang Zixiong didn’t agree.

Seeing this, Yang Zixiong suddenly felt a headache.

“Old Lin, give me the bottom line. What exactly do you want to do by going to the Myriad Heavens Battlefield?”

After a moment of silence, Yang Zixiong asked with a hint of helplessness.

“Of course, to take revenge!”

“The Blood Clan Prince of the Augustus Clan hunted me so miserably back then; of course, I have to get my revenge!”

Lin Feng said as a matter of course.

“Bah!”

Hearing his words, Yang Zixiong curled his lip in disdain, his Face full of disbelief.

“You know what a sorry state you were in when you escaped back then, don’t you?”

“With your current strength, going to cause trouble for the Augustus Clan, I’m afraid you’re just trying to make them hold a blood feast.”

“Tell me, tell me your plan. If you truly have full preparations, helping you out isn’t impossible.”

Yang Zixiong saw Lin Feng’s slightly embarrassed expression, then walked back to the sofa and sat down again.

“I knew you were a good guy, Old Yang!”

Seeing this, Lin Feng rose from behind the desk with a beaming smile and came to the sofa to pour Yang Zixiong a cup of tea.

“Tch!”

Picking up the teacup, Yang Zixiong said disdainfully,

“Get that dog-like Face of yours away from me.”

“Alrighty!”

Lin Feng sat down on the opposite sofa and said with a smile,

“This time, I’m going to the Myriad Heavens Battlefield to prepare something for this kid Wang Chen.”

“You’ve seen how fast this kid’s strength is improving; even you’re alarmed. When he reaches 5th Rank, wouldn’t it be a huge loss of Face if I show up empty-handed?!”

“After all, they’re both disciples, so they should be treated equally!”

Hearing Lin Feng’s words, the tea Yang Zixiong had just sipped almost sprayed out.

“You dare to go trouble a Blood Clan Prince again?!”

He stared at Lin Feng, dumbfounded, his Face full of shock.

He never expected Lin Feng to be serious.

“Heh heh!”

Seeing this, Lin Feng smiled reservedly.

“Don’t worry, Old Yang, I’m not alone this time.”

“That kid Bai Ziting has quite the style I had back in the day. This time, going to the Myriad Heavens Battlefield, it’s a good opportunity for him, as the Senior Brother, to contribute.”

He poured himself a cup of tea and said as he drank.

Damn it!!

Hearing this, Yang Zixiong’s mouth twitched. At this moment, he felt like he had been shown off to.

You have a good disciple, you’re so noble, you’re amazing!!

“Phew!”

Exhaling a mouthful of stale Qi, Yang Zixiong thought about it and felt that Lin Feng’s idea might be feasible.

Although the old fellow was not in his Peak state, Bai Ziting was in the prime of his life, with his combat power at its Peak.

With the two of them working together, they might really gain something.

“Alright, I’ll help you at the year-end meeting.”

“But you also need to be mentally prepared; the other fellows aren’t as easy to talk to as I am.”

Yang Zixiong put down his teacup, stood up, and walked out while speaking.

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