3: The Three Kingdoms and the Goddess's Morning

The first ray of morning sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains.

It happened to shine right on Lin Feng's face.

He frowned slightly.

He opened his eyes.

His whole body was sore.

It wasn't just because of last night's madness.

It was more so because of the side effects brought about by the system's body modification.

Yet, he felt his spirit was better than ever before.

It was as if a beast lay dormant within his body.

Ready to burst out of its cage at any moment.

[Host's current Charm: 85 (Out of 100).]

[Current Skill: All-Range Three-Pointer (SSS-rank).]

[Skill Description: Within the limits of physical stamina, as long as the shooting form is not disrupted, the field goal percentage is 100% from anywhere on the court.]

The system panel still floated on his retina.

This was real.

It wasn't a dream.

Lin Feng clenched his fists.

He felt a level of control in his arms that was precise to the micrometer.

This sense of power.

It was intoxicating.

"Mmh..."

A soft hum came from beside him.

Lin Feng turned his head.

Yoona was awake.

She rubbed her bleary eyes.

The quilt slipped from her shoulder.

Revealing a collarbone covered in red marks.

Those were the proofs of last night's fierce battle.

Yoona didn't seem to have come to her senses yet.

She looked at the unfamiliar ceiling.

Then.

She slowly turned her head.

She saw Lin Feng leaning against the headboard, staring at her.

Their eyes met.

The air froze for three seconds.

Yoona's pupils dilated instantly.

Memories flooded into her mind like a tide.

The bar.

The drugging.

The escape.

The hotel.

And that... crazy night.

"Ah!"

Yoona let out a scream.

She suddenly pulled up the quilt and wrapped herself like a cocoon.

She shrank into the corner of the bed.

She looked at Lin Feng with a face full of terror.

"You... you..."

She wanted to curse him as a rogue.

But the images flashing in her mind told her.

It seemed like she was the one who had proactively clung to this man last night.

She had even begged him... Yoona's face instantly turned red to the tips of her ears.

The sense of shame made her wish she could find a hole to crawl into.

Lin Feng was very calm.

He got up.

He openly displayed his lean and powerful upper body.

The perfect muscle lines exuded male hormones in the sunlight.

He took a bottle of water from the nightstand.

He unscrewed it.

He handed it to Yoona.

"Have some water. Doesn't your throat hurt?"

Lin Feng's voice carried a magnetic quality unique to the morning.

Yoona subconsciously took the water.

It was true.

Her throat was dry as a desert.

She took small sips of water.

But her eyes didn't dare look at Lin Feng.

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

Lin Feng leaned against the wall.

His tone was calm.

Yoona bit her lip.

She nodded.

Then she shook her head again.

"I... I was drugged."

She said softly.

"Yeah, those guys wanted to take you away."

Lin Feng pointed to several bruises on the back of his hand.

They were left behind when he smashed the wine bottles.

"I got you out of there."

"And then you... well, the drug took effect."

Lin Feng shrugged.

He didn't say it too explicitly.

But the meaning was clear.

I did it to save you.

And I also paid the 'price.'

Yoona looked at the injury on the back of Lin Feng's hand.

Then she looked at the scratch marks on his shoulder.

Those were her masterpieces.

Her feelings were complicated.

As a top idol.

She had always kept herself clean.

She never expected her first time to be under such circumstances.

Given to a strange man.

But if she hadn't given it to him.

The consequences might have been even more unimaginable.

Falling into the hands of those thugs... Thinking of this, Yoona shuddered.

"Thank you..."

She finally spoke.

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's buzz.

"Don't mention it."

Lin Feng smiled.

His smile was very bright.

He didn't look like that beast from last night at all.

"Since you're awake, go take a shower."

"I threw your clothes away; they were all covered in the smell of alcohol and torn up."

"I've already had someone deliver new ones."

Lin Feng pointed to the clothes rack by the door.

A brand-new set of women's clothing was hanging there.

The size was actually correct.

This man... his attentiveness was almost frightening.

Yoona wrapped herself in the quilt and rushed into the bathroom.

Listening to the sound of water coming from inside.

The smile on Lin Feng's face faded.

He picked up his phone.

There were over a dozen missed calls on it.

All from the same person.

The assistant coach who had just fired him yesterday.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.

He dialed back.

"Lin! Thank God you finally picked up!"

As soon as the call connected.

The assistant coach's anxious roar came from the other side.

"Where are you?"

"Are you still in Los Angeles?"

Lin Feng said indifferently.

"On my way to the airport."

He was lying.

"Don't go to the airport! Get back here!"

The assistant coach's voice was almost pleading.

"Something happened."

"Steve Nash sprained his ankle during morning practice."

"Blake's back spasms have flared up again as well."

"We have to play the final do-or-die game; we must win to make the playoffs."

"But now we don't even have a single guard who can dribble the ball past half-court!"

Lin Feng sneered.

"So you thought of me?"

"The discarded player you evaluated as having the physical confrontation ability of a kindergartner?"

There was a silence on the other end of the phone.

"Lin, this is an opportunity."

"Get back here."

Lin Feng knew.

This was indeed an opportunity.

An opportunity to showcase his new abilities.

And an opportunity to slap everyone in the face.

"Fine."

"I'll go back."

Lin Feng hung up the phone.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Yoona walked out wrapped in a bathrobe.

Her hair was wet.

Her face carried the shy beauty of a lotus emerging from water.

"Are you leaving?"

She had heard Lin Feng's phone call.

Lin Feng nodded.

He put on his T-shirt.

"I have a game to play."

He walked up to Yoona.

He reached out and helped her tidy her messy bangs.

The movement was as natural as if they were a couple.

Yoona's body stiffened for a moment.

She didn't pull away.

"Leave me your number."

Lin Feng took out his phone.

Yoona hesitated for a moment.

But she still recited a string of numbers.

This was her private number.

Even her Agent didn't know it.

"No matter what, I will take responsibility."

Lin Feng looked into her eyes.

He spoke seriously.

Even though it was a system reward.

He was a traditional man.

If he slept with someone, he slept with them.

Yoona was stunned.

Take responsibility?

A down-and-out player.

Saying he'd take responsibility to a top female idol?

It sounded ridiculous.

But looking at Lin Feng's deep and determined eyes.

She actually believed him, as if possessed.

"Then you... good luck."

Yoona said softly.

Lin Feng smiled.

He turned and walked toward the door.

The moment he grasped the doorknob.

He glanced back.

At himself in the mirror.

Though he was wearing a cheap T-shirt.

His aura had completely changed.

It was the confidence belonging to the strong.

And the composure belonging to a hunter.

Shintaro Midorima's three-pointers.

"The game is only just beginning."

Lin Feng pushed the door and went out.

Leaving Yoona alone in the room.

Holding that bottle of water.

Her heart skipped a beat for some unknown reason.