"go back."
"No... Ah!" Ning Xian's body was suddenly lifted into the air; Feng had already hoisted her onto his shoulder, ready to throw her away. Ning Xian struggled, about to protest, when suddenly Feng paused, lightly patted her, and whispered, "Someone's coming."
Ning Xian was stunned for a moment. It was too late to hide now. She simply lowered her head, let her arms hang limply, and pretended to be dead, clinging to his shoulder.
"..."
Feng remained silent.
It was indeed a bit late, and hiding undetected was impossible... but... how could she have come up with such a solution...?
The cold and arrogant phoenix, with a "dead man" hanging on her shoulder, stood in the corridor with a black line on her face.
The dragon strode closer, appearing to be just a fair-skinned, tall young man, but his manner of walking and speaking was energetic and impulsive. "Phoenix? What are you doing standing here? What is this? Alive or dead?"
"..."
"Abduction? Date rape? Necrophilia? No wonder I've never seen you near women before, so this is what you like?"
A cold ray shot from Feng's eyes, and Long's words abruptly stopped. He felt a strange sensation of being both ice and fire... Uh... I almost forgot that this guy was once the "human butcher"... He... should probably retreat first...
Long quickly slipped into the chaotic room and closed the door tightly, but secretly peered out through the window.
Feng resisted the urge to throw the person off her shoulder and have them steamed, boiled, or buried, and instead carried the troublesome fellow into her room under the watchful eyes of the pair of eyes peeking through the crack in the door.
As soon as he entered, he threw her roughly onto a chair. Luckily, Ning Xian reacted quickly and didn't hurt her back. She complained in a low voice, "Are you treating me like a sack of potatoes?! Is this how you treat your savior?"
Feng had reverted to his cold and arrogant demeanor, giving him the look of someone looking at a troublesome idiot. "Yu Lin's room is next door, he's not here. Wait until he comes back tonight, see him and leave as soon as you're done." He really didn't want to care about this guy's life or death anymore, and he really didn't understand why he had bothered to get involved earlier.
"Feng, when is Yulin coming back?"
"..."
"Feng, how long until Yulin comes back?"
"..."
"Feng, why isn't Yulin back yet?"
"..."
"phoenix……"
"..."
"Feng, I'm hungry."
Clearly, since the incident at the bottom of the Chongtian Tower, the relationship between Ning Xian and Feng has undergone a complete transformation; the one who was furious has taken the lead. Furthermore, she has apparently forgotten about the "human flesh butcher's knife."
...
Appendix: The Eastern Cult Leader's Schedule
I wake up when the sun is high in the sky, get up, and stay awake for about an hour. I handle some teaching affairs and skip breakfast. Then I take my first nap, get up to eat lunch, and then take my second nap.
In the afternoon, I wake up, wander around as I please, and occasionally go out. I have dinner about an hour later, then linger in the study for another hour before going to bed.
The cycle repeats itself.
Therefore, this person spends eight hours a day sleeping and three hours awake.
Chapter 26 Solo Venture into the Tiger's Den 2
"Feng, I'm hungry."
"..."
"Feng, I'm hungry."
"..."
"Feng, I'm hungry."
"..." Feng, who had originally decided to ignore her, finally got up impatiently and went out to find food. Ning Xian was thinking to herself that this was the proper attitude towards her savior when Feng slammed the door shut as she walked out, startling her.
—What kind of rude attitude is that?!
Feng returned with a cold face, placed a plate of side dishes and a steamed bun in front of Ning Xian, and then ignored her.
Ning Xian scoffed, tearing at a steamed bun as she muttered, "Always putting on that arrogant face... I did save you once, after all..."
With two sharp cracking sounds, Feng's fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, making a strange noise—his biggest mistake in life was being caught drowning by Ning Xian! And he kept bringing it up!
He suddenly walked over, grabbed Ning Xian, and before she could react, he kissed her hard...
—Gah! ?
As the breath was passed in, a sharp pain shot through her tongue, as if it had been bitten hard. Feng released her, letting go, and she slumped back into her chair, stunned. Then she heard Feng say coldly and arrogantly, "Now, we're even!"
She stared blankly as Feng left her alone, turned, and went out. After a long while, her mind slowly began to function again… Seriously, how can this be considered even? Water and land, you know, can you even compare them?!
(This... doesn't seem to be the main point either.)
Feng clearly had no intention of returning, at least while she was here. Ning Xian's mind seemed a bit off, drifting aimlessly, unsure of what she was thinking. She waited there until dark before hearing noises next door. Composing herself, she jumped into Yu Lin's room through the back window.
"Yu Lin!"