And Ye Feng’s name spread quickly among the martial artists of Lin Tian City.
In just one morning, everyone knew that a young martial artist named Ye Feng had appeared in Lin Tian City.
After leaving the practice room, Zhao Ziming hurriedly pulled Ye Feng towards the canteen of the Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall.
Ye Feng looked curious, "Are you that hungry? What’s the rush?"
Zhao Ziming gave Ye Feng a look, "What do you straight guys know? There are loads of chicks in the canteen. We rush there early to grab a good spot, and then when the beauties of Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall come to eat, we can have an unobstructed view, haha!"
Saying so, Zhao Ziming started laughing in a sleazy manner.
"Old pervert..." Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.
Back when Ye Feng was in high school, Zhao Ziming was just . Now, at the age of twenty-five or twenty-six, he was still the same.
But Ye Feng didn’t mind.
It was only when he was with Zhao Ziming that Ye Feng could put aside his titles of War God and Heavenly Monarch and relate to Zhao Ziming as a friend.
Soon, the two arrived at the canteen, and indeed, Zhao Ziming immediately chose a great spot from which any corner of the canteen was clearly visible, ensuring he wouldn’t miss a single beauty.
Less than ten minutes later, people started trickling into the canteen for their meals.
"Here they come!" Zhao Ziming yelled excitedly.
"This one! Not bad, six points! Got six points there. I heard she practices Judo, just look at that figure, all curvy, puff puff!" Zhao Ziming was visibly excited.
"This one is good too! Also six points, but it’s a pity her figure isn’t as nice, otherwise, she’d be a seven!"
"This one won’t do, she’s at most four points!"
"Holy crap, what the hell is this, I’m cracking up, can’t give more than one point, how could Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall have such ugly female students!"
Zhao Ziming kept watching and commenting, thoroughly enjoying himself.
A rare smile appeared on Ye Feng’s face as well.
For Ye Feng, no matter how beautiful a woman was, it was nothing more than a physical shell.
However, dropping all pretense and sharing true friendship with a friend was very important in Ye Feng’s heart.
"Damn! Look at those size two long white legs, who can withstand that!" Zhao Ziming shrieked, he always checked people out from bottom to top.
"Damn, so slender and long!" Zhao Ziming continued looking up, "Damn, nice figure too, those S-shaped curves!"
Finally, Zhao Ziming saw the woman’s face.
"This..." Suddenly, Zhao Ziming was stunned, his expression extremely awkward. It wasn’t because the woman wasn’t beautiful—Zhao Ziming had already rated her a nine, an almost perfect score for a rare beauty.
The woman, looking frosty, her eyes seemingly piercing through Zhao Ziming as if she was about to drill holes in him, made him feel utterly embarrassed.
She was like a goddess of ice and blood standing on top of an iceberg, looking at Zhao Ziming coldly she said, "Zhao Ziming, have you seen enough?"
Zhao Ziming’s face turned red with shame, wishing he could dig a hole and burrow into it, then forced out a smile uglier than crying, "Mr... Mr. Lin, you came to eat too..."
That beautiful woman was none other than Ye Feng’s wife, Lin Shiyu.
Lin Shiyu said coldly, "In the future, keep your eyes to yourself, don’t be so blatant. You’re part of the Lin Group, after all; don’t disgrace us!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! I understand!" Zhao Ziming nodded frantically like a pecking chicken.
Witnessing this scene, Ye Feng also revealed a slight smile.
It seemed that ever since his trip to the Southern Border, he hadn’t felt such joy...
Lin Shiyu sat next to Ye Feng, and the people around were shocked—Lin Shiyu was a renowned figure in Lin Tian City.
In the Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall, who didn’t know Lin Shiyu?
Everyone looked at Ye Feng with immense envy. They hadn’t expected the famous ice queen of Lin Tian City to take the initiative to sit with a man.
"Isn’t that the genius Internal Force martial artist, Ye Feng!"
"So it’s him, no wonder Lin Shiyu approached him of her own accord. Probably only a genius martial artist like him would have the chance to be friends with Lin Shiyu!"
People were envious and sighed.
Lin Shiyu, her tone as frosty as ever, said to Ye Feng, "You’re still causing trouble, aren’t you? It’s only been one morning, and you’ve already made a name for yourself in the Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall!"
Facing Lin Shiyu, Ye Feng regained his usual demeanor, "They’re just jumping clowns. If they seek confrontation, I’ll deal with them accordingly."
"Look! It’s Xu Zhong, and his second senior brother, Li Jun!" Suddenly, the cafeteria erupted with excitement.
They saw Xu Zhong walk in accompanied by a handsome youth in white training clothes with a middle parting; a dozen students followed them both.
"Li Jun!" Zhao Ziming’s expression turned serious as he saw Xu Zhong and his group approaching Ye Feng and the others.
Zhao Ziming warned, "The one with Xu Zhong is called Li Jun, the second disciple of Master Zhao of the Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall, an expert in the later stages of External Force. They seem to have ill intentions!"
"Hmm..." Ye Feng nodded indifferently, then took a bite of his food, completely unconcerned.
Soon, Li Jun and his group were standing beside Ye Feng.
Li Jun stood in front of Ye Feng, looking down at him with arrogance, "Ye Feng, right?"
"Talk..." Ye Feng said calmly, uttering just one word.
Li Jun’s brows furrowed, and anger flickered across his face, but he didn’t lose his temper, "Just as Xu Zhong described, arrogant indeed! I’ve heard about your unpleasant encounter with my junior brother. We’re from the lineage of the head of the Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall. Though you’ve caused our Master Zhao’s lineage to lose face, our eldest senior brother isn’t unreasonable. He has given you a chance to make amends.
I’m here to relay a message from our eldest senior brother. He wants you to meet him at the rooftop arena!"
Li Jun knew he was no match for Ye Feng. Despite his skill, Li Jun was still an External Force martial artist and was well aware he couldn’t beat an Internal Force martial artist.
"Li Jun, the eldest senior brother of Xu Zhong, Liu Fan!"
The crowd was surprised, not expecting it to be Liu Fan who wanted to see Ye Feng.
"Liu Fan is Master Zhao’s eldest disciple, a 35-year-old master of the early stages of Inner Strength and the third strongest in the Heavenly Origin Martial Arts Hall!"
Hearing the name Liu Fan, everyone showed deep respect.
Li Jun chuckled and looked at Ye Feng, "You needn’t be afraid, Ye Feng. My senior brother wouldn’t bully a newcomer like you. He simply wants to discuss something with you. As long as you’re sensible, rest assured, my senior brother won’t lay a finger on you!"
"I won’t go!" Ye Feng flatly refused, then took another bite of his food and started chewing.
Li Jun’s brow furrowed with a warning, "Ye Feng, don’t be too arrogant. My senior brother’s exact words were that he wanted to make friends with you. He wants you to meet him!"