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103: From a 100,000 yuan donation to an S-level return gift

Lin Feng slowly withdrew his gaze. He didn't look at the ants who had long been scared witless, but slowly walked forward, then unhurriedly searched the three 'trash' who had fainted.

A moment later, three special train tickets emitting a faint golden light, and three exquisitely crafted Storage Rings appeared in his hand.

He glanced at the special mark on the ticket, which represented the 'Ultimate VIP Compartment', and then used his Mental Energy to scan the three Storage Rings, which contained a mountain of wealth, enough to drive any ordinary family mad.

A satisfied smile slowly appeared on his calm, unperturbed face.

He handed one ticket and one Storage Ring to Su Qingxue, who was still in a daze.

"Let's go," his voice was very soft. "The air here isn't very good. We'll find somewhere else to sit."

Su Qingxue subconsciously took the golden ticket, which still held a trace of faint body warmth, and the Storage Ring, which was cool to the touch.

She stared blankly at Lin Feng's back, which had already turned and was filled with calmness and indifference, and then looked at the three favored sons of heaven lying on the ground like dead dogs.

Her already complex and powerless heart was, at this moment, once again completely filled with an even more absurd and unreal wondrous feeling.

Once upon a time, she had also, like Lin Feng now, handed him a crystal card containing 100,000 credit points with a look of pity and condescension.

But now, the tables had turned. She actually received from this young man, whom she regarded as a burden, a top-tier Storage Ring worth at least tens of millions, and an ultimate VIP train ticket representing privilege and status. This huge reversal of identity made her feel somewhat amused and exasperated at the same time.

Lin Feng didn't pay attention to Su Qingxue's complicated and conflicted inner turmoil. He just calmly took a step and walked unhurriedly towards the VIP passage leading to the top floor of the train.

Wherever he passed, all the favored sons of heaven instinctively retreated to both sides like subjects encountering their monarch, making way for him a wide passage filled with awe and Fear. No one dared to look at him with any disrespectful gaze anymore.

Su Qingxue watched his slowly departing back, like a monarch inspecting his territory. She bit her lip tightly, and a never-before-seen struggle flashed in her cold eyes.

A moment later, as if she had finally made up her mind, she slowly stood up from the chair, then pulled her suitcase, and quickly followed him under the gaze of envy, jealousy, and disbelief.

She knew that if she didn't catch up now, the distance between her and him would be completely stretched to a distant dimension that she could never reach in her entire life... The top floor of the 'Jinghua' Express, the Ultimate VIP Compartment.

Unlike the noisy and crowded ordinary compartments below, this place was more like a top-tier private club moving in the air. The entire compartment, which was several hundred square meters, only had a few luxurious sofas made of the most exquisite magic-patterned wood and velvet.

The floor was covered with a complete, soft fur from a deep-sea giant beast, and the air was filled with a refreshing, faint fragrance of Spirit flowers and soul-soothing grass.

Just being here, breathing the air here, was enough to greatly alleviate the fatigue of any professional caused by cultivation.

And at this moment, in this luxurious and tranquil compartment, only two people were sitting: Lin Feng and Su Qingxue... Lin Feng quietly leaned back on the soft sofa, which was enough to make anyone sink into it. He didn't look at Su Qingxue anymore, but cast his profound, unperturbed gaze towards the rapidly receding sea of clouds outside the window.

He was thinking, thinking about his future Dao.

Although Jinghua University was the top ivory tower in the entire Dragon Kingdom, and it harbored great opportunities that would tempt any Divine-Grade powerhouse, such as the legendary [Tower of Babel], Lin Feng knew very well that it was also a huge arena of fame and fortune, filled with rules and intricate interests.

Although he already possessed absolute strength that could crush all his peers, he was still just a newcomer facing those old monsters who had been famous for decades or even centuries.

He still needed time, a safe environment where he could completely digest and absorb his astonishing strength and transform it into a true foundation.

And Su Qingxue just sat quietly opposite him. She also didn't speak, but stared intently at the young man who was looking out the window in a daze, with her cold eyes, which were also full of curiosity and scrutiny.

She was observing, observing every subtle change in him. She found that he had really changed, so much that she almost didn't recognize him.

The former Lin Feng was also very diligent, but he always carried an undisguised sense of inferiority and unwillingness. But now, he was as calm as a bottomless ancient pool, as if nothing in this world could make his state of mind ripple in the slightest.

This powerful demeanor, full of confidence and control, made her feel incredibly unfamiliar, yet incredibly fascinated... Finally, after an unknown period of silence, Lin Feng slowly withdrew his gaze. He turned his head and looked at the ice-cold beauty who was staring at him with a curious expression. A helpless smile slowly appeared on his calm, unperturbed face.

"Is there... something on my face?"

..."...Ah!"

Su Qingxue let out a startled cry, full of panic, like a little girl caught red-handed doing something wrong! Two charming blushes instantly flew onto her already cold and beautiful face. She hurriedly turned her head, desperately hiding her already burning cheeks, not daring to look at Lin Feng again.

"N-nothing..."

...Lin Feng looked at her shy and adorable appearance, and his smile grew wider. He slowly pushed over an S-rank passive skill book, [Breath of the Ice God], which he had just plundered from the Storage Rings of the three unlucky fellows, and which emitted a faint ice-blue light.

"This is for you," his voice was very soft and gentle. "...Although your [Innate Ice Body] is very strong, it lacks a 'breathing technique' to match it. This skill book should make up for your last shortcoming."

"Consider it..." He paused, looking at her with a playful and teasing gaze, "...a return gift for the bottle of ice spring water you treated me to before."

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