Chapter 1802: Chapter 1802: Heart in Turmoil
Li Feng glanced at Sikong Yu who was clinging to him, silent for a moment: "Is this all you came to tell me?"
"Otherwise?"
Sikong Yu retorted.
"I thought you would come to persuade me not to pursue the previous conflict. After all, that Camp Captain Du was so hostile towards me, you two must have said something to him. Otherwise, why would he make things difficult for me without any reason?"
Originally, Li Feng thought it was someone from Nine Layers Mountain colluding with Du Yanran, but the appearance of the two women, along with their previous behavior, led Li Feng to judge that they were undoubtedly involved.
Sikong Yu raised her eyes to meet Li Feng’s gaze.
"Li Feng, I didn’t say anything because I know you’re a smart man. Although you’ve done some astonishing things repeatedly, whether challenging a whole family alone, or that time at Underground Palace City, or joining Nine Layers Mountain, you aren’t reckless, but well-calculated."
"If you really were a buffoon, how would Martial Strategy Hall assess you as having commander potential? Since you have this potential, it proves you’re not stupid."
"Since you can see this matter involves me and Ouyang Qiuhai, then you should know that letting this escalate benefits no one. Although you have potential, you haven’t yet grown into it, and the cards you hold are useful to some, but to others, they’re nothing."
"If you choose not to settle this matter peacefully today, what do you think the outcome will be?"
"Do you expect those few hundred Border Army soldiers to admit their mistake, or for Du Yanran to apologize, or perhaps for Qiuhai’s father to bow to you?"
"You’re not qualified for that, or, you don’t have the backing to support you in such recklessness, and if you did, no one would dare to trouble you in the first place."
"So, whether I say it or not, you’d naturally downplay the major into minor, wouldn’t you?" Sikong Yu stared at Li Feng, somewhat aggressively.
Li Feng looked at Sikong Yu’s thorough analysis: "Not a bad analysis, quite perceptive. I indeed lack the qualification to escalate this matter, as I’m still far from being heavyweight."
"I can choose to let it go, but there’s one thing about me, I respond to soft treatment rather than hard. The way you’re telling me this, it’s really unsettling."
"And you, since you know me so well, should also know that when I’m upset, who knows what I might do."
Li Feng suddenly sprang up from the stone chair and appeared in front of Sikong Yu the next second, bending forward to lift her chin with his hand.
Sikong Yu had never been flirted with by a man like this in her life: "Do you want to die." Sikong Yu hissed through clenched teeth.
With that, Sikong Yu’s hand moved like a swimming dragon, reaching straight for Li Feng’s wrist. She was not one to submit meekly; let’s not forget, she was the White Tiger Camp Flag Master of Nine Layers Mountain and one of the top ten experts on the Fengyun Tower Earth List.
However, Sikong Yu’s reaction seemed to have been anticipated by Li Feng. He was a professional in close-quarters grappling.
Li Feng’s wrist flicked, his arm moved like a wandering dragon, countering her grab, Sikong Yu snorted coldly and leapt up to fight Li Feng.
But how could Li Feng give her that chance? The essence of close combat is to prevent the opponent from finding any opportunity to move, using the Cloth Sticking Eighteen Strokes.
"Shameless."
Having Li Feng close in on her, Sikong Yu’s face flushed, clearly finding Li Feng’s rogue-like grappling thoroughly disconcerting.
In just a few moments, Li Feng turned the tables, wrapping an arm around her waist, sitting back down on the stone chair, and drawing Sikong Yu to sit on his lap.
"Let go of me."
Sikong Yu, caught off guard, was drawn into his arms, her face turning a deeper red, while Li Feng chuckled wickedly: "You can scream louder, let everyone outside hear."
"You...!"
Sikong Yu had never encountered such scoundrel tactics, fuming until her head steamed, though she was not without ways to break free, causing such a ruckus wouldn’t go unnoticed.
Humbled and furious, Sikong Yu, despite being a proud and exceptional woman, quickly calmed down, ceasing to struggle.
"Li Feng, does holding me feel good?"
Li Feng was taken aback for a moment.
Sikong Yu continued: "Since you like holding me so much, very well, why not marry into my Sikong family as my husband."
"Then, you can hold me as much as you wish."
Li Feng hadn’t expected Sikong Yu to calm down so quickly, feeling it lost its fun. As for becoming a live-in husband? Forget it.
Once was enough, why go for a second time.
Li Feng released Sikong Yu, yet she did not immediately move away: "Hmph, now you want to let go? Isn’t it a bit late for that."
"Should I call out a bit louder and let your fellow aides come in to witness their Camp Master’s demeanor?"
Sikong Yu seemed to have grasped a leverage over Li Feng, who indeed lacked the daring despite having the intention.
"Lady Sikong, marrying in is impossible, but if you think this is my weakness, you’re underestimating Li Feng."
"Heh, want to try?"
"I can assure you, if this scene spreads, you’ll have only two choices, either marry into my Sikong family, or be killed by us, don’t think for a second my Sikong family lacks this capability."
Sikong Yu sneered at Li Feng.
Indeed, beautiful women are all venomous.
"What do you want?"
Li Feng asked.
"One, I go with you to find Vermilion Bird; two, pretend the First Line Pass incident never happened."
Li Feng observed Sikong Yu, saying: "I can act like it never happened, but some people might not think the same."
"Well, you need not worry, after all, if today’s event were pursued, no one would be spared, and with Uncle Ouyang stepping in, this matter will be settled shortly, and no one will gossip."
"Fine, I agree to your terms. Can you get up now?"
Li Feng said.
Sikong Yu stood up from Li Feng: "Hmph, you better not go back on your word." She said and swiftly turned away, her face blazing hot behind her back to Li Feng.
Sikong Yu left hurriedly, and in the next moment, Shadow emerged from the darkness: "Camp Master, she’s obviously putting up a strong front, if you had just gone ahead like an overlord, you might have claimed her."
Li Feng cast Shadow a sidelong glance: "Hmm, and after claiming her? Ancestor Dragon City is still a world of the old families."
Frankly, it’s just that his strength was inadequate, otherwise, what harm is there in claiming Sikong Yu? The Sikong family wanting him as a live-in son-in-law would still need the strength to back it.
Moreover, Li Feng never intended to burn bridges, confronting Ouyang Tianshu was merely a strategic move; yielding initially could have left him at others’ mercy.
So it turned out well, with Sikong Yu forcing a retreat, while he neither suffered losses nor ended in trouble, even gaining some benefits.
On the other side, as Sikong Yu exited the camp and was brushed by the gentle breeze at First Line Pass, her flushed cheeks gradually cooled, her astute mind instantly sensing something amiss.
"Damn it, I still fell for his ploy."
