Chapter 740: Chapter 733: Honey, you dropped the soap.

Chapter 733: Honey, You Dropped Your Soap.

“Is this what you just called chicken soup?” the woman frowned slightly, poking the blackish big bowl with her finger.

The more she looked at it, the less it resembled chicken soup.

“Yeah, don’t you feel the fragrance is so enticing that you haven’t even started eating it yet? Are you drooling? Do you want to eat it now?”

Psh! Dream on.

What delicacies haven’t I, Nangong Bing, tasted?

Why would I care about your chicken soup?

With a seductive gaze, the woman cast a deep look at him.

“How are you so sure I want to eat it when I don’t even know what’s inside?” she glanced at him, a blush creeping over her stunning face.

It was like a mix of being touched and somewhat suspicious.

“Open it up and see.”

“Forget it, I’ve lost my appetite.”

Looking at the dark bowl, with its slightly rancid smell, whether it was edible was already questionable, let alone something he made.

The woman decided she might as well drag her tired body to bed and sleep.

“Does it taste bad?” Seeing Nangong Bing’s picky attitude, once he opened the bowl, his own facial expression became quite bizarre.

Damn it! This isn’t chicken soup; it’s just leftover chicken bones.

Could it be that I was so busy I accidentally put the chicken bones in?

“Bang!”

The black bathroom door slammed shut as the woman closed it forcefully. The dim and suggestive lighting shone brightly inside, revealing a figure swiftly undressing from her chic office lady attire.

Ever since the last time they fooled around, Nangong Bing had changed the bathroom lights.

She was a woman with obsession for cleanliness, especially emotional cleanliness.

Her bathroom was for her alone; since someone accidentally wandered in, she had replaced all the lights.

Because every time the soft light hit her, she would be reminded of the embarrassing incident that night.

Back then, Lin Zifeng grumbled, “We’ve already done the deed, why bother changing the lights?”

Nowadays, their relationship was rather ambiguous, and although they had shared a certain intimacy, they still maintained an evasive attitude towards each other.

Perhaps that night, Nangong Bing had just been heated in the moment, or maybe the recent stress at work had been torturing her, leaving her in a constant bad mood.

After pouring out the chicken soup, it so happened that Lin Zifeng was passing by the bathroom.

At that moment, under the light’s illumination, the woman’s slender and lovely figure shook her hair in front of the glass door, her fair fingers holding something that suddenly slipped out in an unguarded moment.

Lin Zifeng paused, turning back to glance at the bathroom.

He chuckled, “Honey, you dropped your soap, are you picking it up?”

“What, what are you lurking out there for?!”

The woman changed color instantly, backing away while clutching her ample chest.

“I’m not doing anything, just passing by. Do you need me to help you scrub-a-dub?”

“Mister Lin! Don’t you dare, everyone’s home today, if you have any ideas, absolutely not today.”

Inside the bathroom, Nangong Bing protected her charming chest with both hands, her eyes wide with fear as she looked at the door, terrified that he might barge in impulsively.

Her brows knitted tightly in fright, maybe because she had been too busy lately, which made this strong woman almost disregard her feelings for Lin Zifeng.

She was such a woman, even though the relationship with Lin Zifeng had been clarified.

She knew he loved her, and she liked him too.

But with her naturally cold personality, she always unintentionally put on an ice-cold face that was unapproachable. Could it be that she was truly a woman with a cold nature?

The woman gently pursed her cherry lips, and her knitted brows gradually softened.

“Lin Zifeng, are you still here?”

As she draped the bath towel over her body, she felt a bit guilty towards him.

They had already shared a certain closeness, yet there always seemed to be a sense of keeping him at arm’s length.

After opening the bathroom door, she found that there was no one outside anymore.

This left the woman feeling somewhat disappointed.

Her forced brows knitted again as her lonely figure slowly retreated back into the bathroom…

However, just as Lin Zifeng had returned to his room, a dark shadow swiftly jumped out of the room’s window.

Lin Zifeng pursued it relentlessly from behind.

The two shadows raced swiftly across the lawn.

Only when they reached the cover of the trees did the old man stop and slowly turn around, chuckling, “Not bad at all, you have managed to keep up with my pace. It’s quite impressive for a young man to possess your skill.”

“Old man, you’re not too shabby yourself. It’s rare to see an elder with your level of stamina,” Lin Zifeng shrugged, facing the old man who had taught him Ancient Martial Tai Chi just a few days ago.

Despite not knowing his true intentions, only a fool would not learn when given something for free.

“Little lad, haven’t seen you in a few days, and it’s clear you’ve made quite some progress,” Fang Yizheng stroked his beard, exuding an air of a wise hermit.

“Why not give it a try then?”

Lin Zifeng grinned and, without waiting for the old man to speak, his feet flickered. He darted out like a gust of wind.

“Clever boy! Going for a sneak attack, huh!”

Fang Yizheng laughed heartily.

The hands he had kept behind him reacted with extreme speed.

A burst of purple Powerful Light rushed forward.

It met Lin Zifeng’s fists with a thunderous clash.

A violent sonic boom resonated in the air.

Lin Zifeng quickly retreated, realizing that sheer brute force was not the solution.

Emulating the old man’s techniques, he pressed forward step by step.

With each step, the very Void seemed to tremble subtly, as Lin Zifeng’s looming figure surged forth with a barrage of attacks.

Fang Yizheng squinted his eyes, calmly watching the imitation of the Ancient Martial Tai Chi moves that Lin Zifeng hurled at him.

In the half-second that Fang Yizheng stood waiting, an unexpected large hand suddenly smashed onto Lin Zifeng’s Fist Light.

“Boom!”

Boundless Vital Energy exploded from the epicenter, scattering wildly.

The formidable pressure bent the surrounding grass low in submission.

“Little lad, your power is simply too weak. Although your Vital Energy is rather profound, your Realm is not yet up to par, and the excess Vital Energy can’t be transformed into Power.

Today, I’ll let you understand what Power truly is!”

Fang Yizheng laughed wildly. Within a mere ten meters of distance, his figure darted close to Lin Zifeng in a flash.

His fists were enveloped in purple Powerful Light, like torrents of purple lightning that erupted from his fists.

“Right now, you are only at the Middle Stage of Fist Generating Vital Energy. You have a long way to go. Let me give you a taste of the pressure from the Vital Energy Body Separation Realm!”

Almost as soon as Fang Yizheng’s words fell, a myriad of fist shadows spread across the sky like a spider’s grand web, weaving a purple net against the dark night!

Even with the help of the Magic Bracelet, Lin Zifeng couldn’t withstand the old man’s rapid attacks.

After spending some time getting to know it, Lin Zifeng was well aware of the Magic Bracelet’s potency, but his own Realm was truly insignificant. Moreover, Lin Zifeng never really understood Vital Energy.

Even now, with the Magic Bracelet, a treasure like the Giant Mountain, providing him with a continuous supply of Vital Energy, he still didn’t know how to control it, let alone how to convert all the Vital Energy in his body into Power.