Chapter 1764: Chapter 1764: The Young Shopkeeper Falls for a Trick
"You were just about to ask me to pour you a drink, right?"
Tong Ling’er grabbed Li Feng by the collar, the corners of her mouth curling into a cold sneer. She reached out, and in an instant a wine jar at the side was snatched into her hand.
"Then I’ll let you drink your fill."
Tong Ling’er picked up the wine jar and directly splashed it toward Li Feng’s face.
Seeing this, Li Feng chuckled. This little chick was still as fierce as ever. Li Feng wasn’t someone to be pushed around either. In an instant he raised his hand, slipped it through the gap where Tong Ling’er was gripping his collar, and caught the wine jar. His other hand moved like a monkey embracing the moon, directly wrapping around Tong Ling’er’s waist that was right within reach.
Borrowing the momentum, he exerted his Power. With a rip, the collar tore, and Tong Ling’er was dragged by a surge of brute strength, flipping over and landing straight in Li Feng’s arms.
One hand holding the wine jar, he tilted back his neck. The wine poured like a flying waterfall, tracing a beautiful arc before falling into Li Feng’s open mouth.
In an instant, Li Feng gulped down more than half the jar like a whale swallowing water. Only then did he put the wine jar down with satisfaction and let out a boozy burp.
"Hahaha, the drink our little Shopkeeper offers really is rich and delicious."
Being held in Li Feng’s arms, Tong Ling’er was so furious she was seeing red. But Li Feng’s arm was clamped around her waist like an iron vise; she simply could not break free.
After all, she was a Disciple of the Sword Control Pavilion, cultivating Sword Dao. In terms of raw physical strength, how could she be a match for Li Feng?
"You shameless bastard, let go of me!"
Tong Ling’er was furious and embarrassed. Last time she’d been taken advantage of by this Li Feng in exactly this lecherous way. She never thought that upon meeting again it would still be like this, so of course she was fuming.
"Let go of our little Shopkeeper!"
Just then, Liu Qinghou and Jin Manlou appeared directly on the ninth floor, the powerful aura of Golden Core Late Stage instantly sweeping over.
Li Feng glanced at them, completely unafraid. Dressed in white, white-robed top scholar Liu Qinghou—rumor had it he was also a Disciple of Ru Mountain.
As for the broad, chubby one with a big head and big ears beside him, that should be Tongfu Inn’s head chef, Jin Manlou.
"Heh, no need to be so ready to draw blades. She came up on her own to offer me a drink. I didn’t do anything to her."
Seeing Liu Qinghou and Jin Manlou arrive, Tong Ling’er also felt Li Feng’s arm loosen a bit. She seized the chance to wrench herself free, retreating several meters away from Li Feng, then glared at him, seething.
"You bastard, taking advantage of me again. This time I’m settling old and new scores together with you."
Tong Ling’er pointed at Li Feng, speaking overbearingly.
Li Feng, however, was in no hurry at all. Even with three Golden Core Late Stage experts before him, he remained utterly calm as he dropped himself onto the soft couch behind him.
Then he lifted his neck and took another swig of wine before narrowing his eyes slightly to look at Shui Furong, Liu Qinghou, and Jin Manlou.
"No need for the three of you to be so on edge. I paid a hundred thousand Golden Spirit Stones to eat here as a distinguished guest. Making such a big scene—aren’t you afraid you’ll smash the reputation of your Tongfu Inn?"
Li Feng was completely confident. At this point, news that someone had spent a hundred thousand Golden Vouchers to take the ninth floor had already spread throughout Tongfu Inn.
And Tongfu Inn hadn’t tried to suppress the news. After all, this was free publicity for Tongfu.
Spending a hundred thousand Golden Spirit Stones just to have a meal at Tongfu Inn—now that was a big enough display.
"Besides, your little Shopkeeper and I are old acquaintances reunited. Though there’s a bit of a misunderstanding, she just offered me a drink, so I’ll be magnanimous and forgive her previous discourtesy."
"You forgive me?"
Hearing Li Feng turn black into white, Tong Ling’er was so angry she laughed. "Li, do you have to be this shameless?"
Li Feng smiled at Tong Ling’er. "What, you’re not planning to turn war into peace with me? I’m showing a lot of sincerity here."
"Besides, that day in the Heaven Tower was a fight. Of course we’d use every trick we had. You can’t start hating me just because you lost. Wouldn’t that be a bit unreasonable?"
"Not that being unreasonable isn’t you beauties’ specialty, but the three of you judge this: in the Heaven Tower, I couldn’t possibly hold back on her just because she’s pretty and the little Shopkeeper of Tongfu and then let her win, right?"
"Stop twisting logic."
Listening to Li Feng’s sophistry, Tong Ling’er felt that somehow he’d turned it around like she was the one being unreasonable. Infuriating.
"If you’ve got guts, let’s fight again. This time, if I don’t beat you till you’re kneeling and begging for mercy, calling me granny, I’ll take your surname."
Tong Ling’er, blazing with Fire, shouted at Li Feng.
Li Feng looked at the fuming, battle-intent-surging Tong Ling’er. "How about we just forget it. You weren’t my match before, and you definitely aren’t my match now. When you lose you’ll just say I’m bullying you again."
"Then you’ll have your uncles and sisters here come out and teach me a lesson. Why would I do that to myself?"
"Don’t worry. This is just between you and me. I promise they won’t interfere."
"You sure?"
Li Feng narrowed his eyes, looking at Tong Ling’er.
"Hmph, don’t try to provoke me. I, Tong Ling’er, always keep my word." Tong Ling’er, still fired up, snapped.
Liu Qinghou, Jin Manlou, and Shui Furong all exchanged looks.
"Uncle Liu, Uncle Jin, Sister Furong, you stand by and be witnesses. Today I’m personally going to beat this bastard rogue till he’s picking his teeth up off the floor, and you’re not allowed to interfere."
After saying that, Tong Ling’er called out, "Sword Servant, bring me my Sword Box."
"Today I’ll let you have a taste of the new Sword Skill I’ve painstakingly mastered."
Seeing this, Jin Manlou muttered in a low voice, "This girl Ling’er is obviously walking right into that brat’s trap. This kid is really sly—just a few words and he’s gotten Ling’er all riled up. What do we do now?"
Liu Qinghou sighed. "What else can we do? That kid’s acting with confidence. Those hundred thousand Golden Vouchers he spent are basically an Amulet he bought for himself. We really can’t do anything to him."
Shui Furong also nodded by the side. "Exactly. The whole inn’s heard by now. If we really hurt him, our inn’s reputation would be ruined overnight."
"Still, judging by the way he looks at our little Shopkeeper, he doesn’t seem to have any malicious intent. Maybe he’s got other designs on her and is intentionally provoking her."
"Hmph, making a move on our little Shopkeeper—he sure is dreaming big." Jin Manlou snorted coldly.
"Miss, the Sword Box is here."
The Sword Servant responsible for safekeeping the Sword Box had also been on the eighth floor earlier, but she hadn’t reacted as quickly as Liu Qinghou and Jin Manlou. Only after hearing the summons did she slowly come up to the ninth floor.
Tong Ling’er twisted her waist and stepped forward, snatching the Sword Box and planting it upright in front of her. She raised her eyes to look at Li Feng. "If you kneel and beg for mercy now, it’s still not too late. Otherwise, don’t blame me if you’re missing an arm or a leg later—I won’t say I didn’t warn you."
