182: Chapter 182 The Standoff Between Ice and Fire!

Lin Feng stood where he was, as if caught in the eye of a storm.

Three distinctly different auras permeated the air.

One was from Yoona—gentle and caring, with the faint fragrance of samgyetang.

One was from Taylor—fiery and possessive, mixed with the scent of high-end perfume.

And another was from Scarlett in the distance—playful and scrutinizing, a subtle, lingering scent of tobacco.

These three auras intertwined into an invisible giant net, trapping him firmly in the middle.

The gentle smile on Yoona's face had completely frozen.

Subconsciously, she held the thermos in her hands a little tighter.

In those clear, doe-like eyes, for the first time, there was a thick layer of defensiveness and a hint of unconcealable grievance.

She looked at the blonde woman whose powerful presence made her feel suffocated.

Then she looked at the woman in black leaning against the car in the distance, who gave her an inexplicable sense of danger.

She didn't understand.

She just wanted to bring a bowl of chicken soup she had stewed herself to her beloved before he set off for battle.

Why did it turn out like this?

On the other side.

Taylor Swift took a completely different stance.

She took off her sunglasses, and those beautiful, aggressive eyes met Yoona's gaze without any evasion.

In her eyes, there was no hostility, but they were full of provocation.

It was a blatant gesture of declaring sovereignty.

As if to say,

"This man is mine."

"And who are you?"

As for Scarlett Johansson further away,

She was like a spectator standing aloof from the situation.

Or rather, she was the director of this grand drama.

A hint of an interested smile played at the corners of her mouth.

She admired the confrontation between ice and fire before her.

She admired Yoona's loss of composure.

She admired Taylor's overbearing arrogance.

And she especially admired Lin Feng, who was caught in the middle yet remained unfazed.

It was as if everything happening before her eyes was within her expectations.

The surrounding reporters had completely lost their minds!

Like hyenas catching the scent of a century-defining scoop, they frantically shoved their microphones and lenses toward Lin Feng's face!

"Lin! Lin! Please explain the current situation!"

"Yuna Kim and Taylor Swift, why are they both appearing here at the same time?!"

"What exactly is your relationship with them?!"

"Among these three ladies, who is your official girlfriend?!"

"Are you dating all three of them at the same time?!"

The questions became sharper and sharper!

Each more explosive than the last!

The camera flashes were enough to blind someone!

The noisy, frenzied voices filled with voyeuristic desire almost pierced Lin Feng's eardrums!

Any ordinary man facing such an epic 'shura field' would have likely fallen into a total panic, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.

But.

Lin Feng did not.

He took a deep breath, isolating all the external clamor from his world.

There wasn't the slightest hint of panic on his face.

In fact, there wasn't even a single superfluous expression.

Escape?

That wasn't his style.

Favoring one side?

That would be an even more foolish move.

He didn't choose to escape, nor did he favor any side.

Instead, under everyone's gaze, he made a move that no one expected.

First, he took a step forward and walked straight up to Yoona.

He ignored the microphones around him that were nearly poking his face.

In his eyes, there was only this girl whose gaze was filled with unease and grievance.

A gentle smile, enough to melt ice and snow, appeared on his face.

He reached out.

He didn't take her hand, nor did he embrace her.

He simply, and very naturally, took the still-warm thermos from her hands, which were somewhat stiff from nervousness.

Then, he lowered his head and spoke softly in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Thank you."

"Wait for me to finish this last battle."

A simple sentence.

Yet it was like the warmest ray of sunshine, instantly dispelling all the gloom and unease in Yoona's heart.

"Thank you."

This was an acknowledgment of her feelings.

"Wait for me to finish this last battle."

This was a man's promise.

A promise that allowed her to wait in peace.

Yoona's eyes instantly turned red.

Mist immediately clouded her beautiful eyes.

But she forced herself to hold back, not letting the tears fall.

She knew that at this moment, she couldn't cry.

She couldn't add any extra pressure to him.

She simply nodded vigorously, again and again.

Turning all her unspoken words into this one gesture of trust and support.

Having handled one side.

Lin Feng immediately turned around.

He faced the pop queen, whose aura remained powerful.

Taylor Swift.

Facing this woman who was as passionate as fire and filled with a desire for conquest,

The gentleness on Lin Feng's face instantly switched to a smile full of confidence and even a hint of playfulness.

He didn't step closer.

He just stood two steps away, meeting her burning gaze.

"The most brilliant song deserves the best stage."

"Wait for me to win the championship."

"Then I will provide you with the best inspiration."

These words were spoken with great finesse.

He didn't respond to her flirtation.

Nor did he make any promises.

He simply defined their relationship on the level of 'powerhouse' and 'muse.'

This was precisely the way to best satisfy a queen-like woman like Taylor Swift.

What she admired was never a man's sweet talk.

But rather that powerful, kingly aura about him that could stand alongside her, or even surpass her!

As expected.

Taylor Swift's tense, queen-like lips slowly curled upward.

She put her large sunglasses back on.

Hiding the fleeting flash of satisfaction in her eyes.

She didn't say another word.

But this action had already stated her attitude.

She accepted this 'agreement.'

Two storms were effortlessly diffused by Lin Feng using two completely different methods.

The surrounding reporters were dumbfounded!

Their brains were completely unable to process this magical scene!

Flawless!

With ease!

This man's skill in the field of romance was even more terrifying than his skills on the court!

Finally.

Lin Feng's gaze finally moved past the chaotic crowd.

And met the eyes of the woman in the distance who had been quietly watching everything like an outsider.

They locked eyes from afar.