149: Chapter 149 Questioning

Facing a room full of bigwigs, some even exuding the aura of Martial Kings, he showed no sign of timidity.

"Report!"

Lin Fan stood at attention and saluted crisply.

Then his gaze locked directly onto Wu Qingfeng, who was still huffing and puffing.

"Elder, were you just talking about me?"

Wu Qingfeng's gaze was like electricity, and a pressure befitting a Peak Grandmaster directly crushed down on Lin Fan.

"You impudent brat, who gave you permission to speak here!"

"Since you're here, honestly confess your crimes."

Facing this pressure that could make ordinary Martial Masters kneel, Lin Fan acted as if nothing was amiss, even taking two steps forward, pulling out a chair, and sitting down.

The S-rank Indestructible Golden Body specializes in curing all forms of insubordination.

"Crimes?"

Lin Fan smiled.

"May I ask, Elder, what crime have I committed?"

"Disrupting order? Extorting classmates?"

"As I recall, I was responding to the strong demands of numerous classmates, providing urgent humanitarian aid when their lives were in peril."

"As for the fees..."

Lin Fan spread his hands, looking utterly justified.

"Weaponry costs money, and rescue operations involve risks."

"Myriad Treasures Pavilion is a legitimate tax-paying enterprise, not a charity."

"If we follow your logic, when we go to the battlefield in the future, should the Logistics Department deliver ammunition to the front lines for free? Otherwise, it's profiting from national disaster?"

"You, you're twisting words." Wu Qingfeng was so speechless he pointed at Lin Fan with a trembling hand, "You're changing the subject!"

"Furthermore, you defeated Li Hanyi using such... such despicable methods."

"It was an ignoble victory."

At the mention of Li Hanyi, the smile on Lin Fan's face faded slightly, and his eyes sharpened.

He stood up, leaned forward with both hands on the table, and looked directly into Wu Qingfeng's eyes.

"Despicable?"

"Elder, have you been in your ivory tower for too long, your brain rusted?"

"Li Hanyi, to win, used an A-rank Soul-Guiding Banner to incite a beast tide, not hesitating to use hundreds of classmates' lives as bait."

"What do you call that? Is that honorable?"

"I used my own ability to save the classmates he harmed, and incidentally beat him down."

"This is despicable?"

Lin Fan's voice wasn't loud, but every word struck the conference room like a heavy hammer.

"On a true battlefield, there is only life and death, no distinction of methods."

"If I can crush an enemy with money, why should I shed blood?"

"If I can solve a problem with my brain, why should I risk my life?"

"If this is what you call martial arts spirit, then I can only say..."

"Your perspective is too narrow."

"Presumptuous!" Wu Qingfeng roared in fury, his spiritual energy surging, about to make a move.

"Enough."

Lei Zhan, who had been silent, slammed his palm down on the table.

Boom!

The solid wood conference table instantly turned to dust.

The aura of a high-tier Grandmaster erupted without reservation, instantly overwhelming Wu Qingfeng.

"This is the Tianjiao Camp, a military camp!"

"It's not your Kunlun Daoist Academy's personal domain!"

Lei Zhan stood up, like an enraged lion, staring coldly at Wu Qingfeng.

"Lin Fan's words are my stance."

"It doesn't matter if it's a black cat or a white cat, as long as it catches rats, it's a good cat."

"In this competition, Lin Fan is first. This is the result determined by the system, and it is also the result acknowledged by me, Lei Zhan."

"Anyone with objections, tell them to come find me!"

"Or..."

Lei Zhan grinned, revealing a mouthful of stark white teeth.

"Shall we spar in the training grounds?"

Wu Qingfeng's face turned green then pale.

Fight with a madman like Lei Zhan?

He wasn't tired of living yet.

Lei Zhan was a killing god who had emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, almost invincible among those of the same rank.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Wu Qingfeng uttered three 'goods' in a row, glaring fiercely at Lin Fan.

"The green mountains remain, and the green waters flow on."

"Lin Fan, you'd better pray that your petty cleverness can protect you for a lifetime."

With that, he flicked his sleeve and stormed out with the exchange team.

Only the Tianjiao Camp's own people remained in the conference room.

The atmosphere instantly eased.

Lei Zhan retracted his aura and gave Lin Fan an annoyed look.

"You brat, your tongue is quite sharp."

"You even dare to contradict an elder of Kunlun; be careful when you go out in the future, lest someone ambush you."

Lin Fan chuckled, returning to his usual cheeky demeanor.

"Isn't that why I have you, chief instructor, to cover me?"

"Besides, I wasn't wrong, was I?"

"Alright, stop fooling around."

Lei Zhan waved his hand, his expression turning serious.

"I called you here not just to deal with those old fogeys, but for something important."

"Regarding the reward for the Dragon Blood Pool..."

"Although there was an accident, the military decided that the reward will still be issued."

"However, the location has changed."

Lin Fan's heart stirred, and he subconsciously touched the warm token in his pocket.

Abyssal coordinate...

"How has it changed?" Lin Fan asked.

"The original Dragon Blood Pool has been temporarily sealed due to erosion by abyssal energy."

Lei Zhan explained, "So, the higher-ups decided to open [Treasury No. 0] for you to choose an equivalent treasure, plus an opportunity for an S-rank spiritual power infusion."

"Treasury No. 0?"

Lin Fan's eyes instantly lit up.

That was the legendary treasury said to house unique artifacts brought back from various high-risk ruins!

Compared to that toxic Dragon Blood Pool, this was an unexpected pleasant surprise.

"However..."

Lin Fan suddenly spoke, a troubled expression on his face.

"Instructor, can I keep that Dragon Blood Pool token as a souvenir?"

"After all, it's my first time getting first place; it's quite meaningful."

Lei Zhan paused, looking at Lin Fan suspiciously.

"A Abandoned token, what do you want it for?"

"To collect it!" Lin Fan said with a sincere expression, "I'm a nostalgic person."

In reality, his little scheme was already clattering away in his mind.

Are you kidding me?

That was the altar coordinate of the Abyssal Dragon God!

Although dangerous, it was also a huge opportunity.

If he could trick that so-called Dragon God into becoming a blind box...

How many times the return would that be?

As long as the mindset doesn't slip, there will always be more solutions than problems.

For a qualified blind box merchant, there's nothing in this world that can't be sold.

Even gods.

Lei Zhan stared at Lin Fan for several seconds, then finally shook his head helplessly.

"Have it your way."

"Anyway, the connection over there has been cut off; this token is just scrap metal now."

"Since you like collecting junk, keep it."

"Thank you, Instructor!"

Lin Fan smiled like a fox who had stolen a chicken.

Scrap metal?

No, no, no.

This was the key to a new world.

...

Back at the villa.

Qin Feng had already ordered a huge table of takeout and was bragging with a few familiar students.

Seeing Lin Fan return, he immediately came forward.

"Brother Fan, is it settled?"

"Of course."

Lin Fan took off his jacket and threw himself onto the sofa.

"From today onwards, we are the true bosses of the Tianjiao Camp."

"Oh, right, spread the word."

"Myriad Treasures Pavilion, Tianjiao Camp branch, officially opens for business tomorrow."

"To celebrate this proprietor winning first place, all blind boxes..."

Qin Feng's eyes lit up: "Discounted?"

Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him.

"What discount?"

"All prices increase by 20%!"

"This is called champion brand premium, understand?"

Qin Feng: "..."

As expected of you.

Late at night, when all was quiet.

Lin Fan returned to his bedroom alone, locking the doors and windows.

He pulled out the dark red token from his pocket.

Under the moonlight, the blood dragon on the token's surface seemed to come alive, slowly swimming.

Lin Fan activated his Eye of True Sight.

His vision pierced through the token's exterior, reaching its core.

There, a faint, ghostly light flickered.

It was a call from the abyss.

"72-hour countdown..."

He flipped his hand, and an unsealed blank blind box appeared in his palm.