Chapter 252 Wang Feng: Teacher Branqi, do you want a date?
(Thanks to the boss of Masked Immortal Tide for the 1666 reward!)
The azure Mediterranean Sea sparkles with tiny golden rays in the sunlight.
Wang Feng and his group boarded a luxury cruise ship and headed towards the town where Concubine Bran was.
Inside the cabin, Apas was curled up on the soft bed to catch up on her sleep.
She has hardly slept these days - either on the way to play various roles, or in the torment of "enduring the future".
Even Medusa, who was a great monarch, could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep.
…
The cruise ship slowly docked at the pier, and what came into view was a quiet town surrounded by blue water.
The sun shines through the branches of the olive trees, casting mottled shadows on the cobblestone road, and the air is filled with the fragrance of rosemary and sea breeze.
However, there is a sense of incongruity in this picturesque scene - on the streets there are only old people staggering with canes and children playing in groups of three or two. The young and middle-aged men and women who should be seen everywhere are nowhere to be seen.
"Strange, what happened here?" Zhao Manyan stroked his chin and looked around.
"It's indeed strange. Remember the Caribbean Bay we passed by during our government training? Those villages visited by the Red Ornament Guild were all in a mess, but this place is so clean." Mo Fan nodded.
Just as everyone was puzzled, Bran's concubine appeared on the street corner. She was wearing a linen dress with a veil over her shoulders, and her usually rosy cheeks were now slightly pale.
After seeing Wang Feng and his group, she quickly stepped forward and said, "Sorry, I thought it could be handled quickly."
"Teacher Branche!" Heidi rushed forward and shook her hand. "What mission has delayed you for so long?"
Bran pursed her lips, her eyes wandering.
"Tell me," Wang Feng said calmly, "perhaps we can help."
"It's about the whereabouts of Cardinal Shura." Bran concubine finally said softly.
“Black Church!” Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan exclaimed at the same time. They looked at each other, and saw shock in each other’s eyes.
Wang Feng frowned slightly. "Xura. If I remember correctly, he should be a cardinal who mainly operates in America?"
"That's right," Bran rubbed her temples tiredly.
"After creating the cursed rainforest in Brazil, he set his sights on the Mediterranean. I received a tip-off and rushed to investigate, only to discover..."
She looked around the empty streets. "For two whole months, apart from knowing that he was planning the so-called 'Shura Feast', I haven't found even a single clue."
"This matter is very simple, leave it to me." Wang Feng said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes focused on him, with confusion and expectation in their eyes.
"Every profession has its own expertise. Leave professional matters to professionals. You don't have to worry." Wang Feng smiled slightly without further explanation.
He remembered that in the original novel, Shura was sent to the Holy Court by Saran's scheme, which allowed Leng Jue to escape from prison.
In this case, it would be most appropriate to entrust this matter to Ye Chang.
…
"Moshimoshi~ Master, do you miss me?"
Ye Chang's lazy and charming voice came from the other end of the phone, with a slightly rising ending, carrying a heart-stirring charm.
Wang Feng raised his eyebrows and secretly thanked himself for choosing a secluded place to talk on the phone - if Heidi heard the ambiguous tone, she would probably be uncomfortable for a while.
"Ye Chang, do you know Shura?" He went straight to the point.
"Xura? That idiot from the Americas?" Ye Chang's tone suddenly turned cold, with a hint of surprise, "Did he provoke the master?"
"I guess so." Wang Feng's eyes darkened slightly. "He delayed my trip. I want him and his forces to completely disappear."
"Haha." Ye Chang suddenly chuckled, "What a coincidence. Shura is very unpopular among the cardinals and has long aroused public anger. There are many 'nails' we have planted in his forces."
"Are your people still with him? Can they be used now?" Wang Feng frowned slightly.
After all, Saran's identity had long been "destroyed" in the catastrophe of the ancient capital. Can Ye Chang still mobilize the hidden chess pieces of the past?
"I can borrow the name of Leng Jue~" Ye Chang chuckled, with a cunning tone in her voice.
"Let's just say Shura can release Leng Jue from the Holy Inquisition prison. Those spies planted by Leng Jue will surely be happy to cooperate."
A hint of understanding flashed in Wang Feng's eyes.
"I understand. I'll leave Shura's matter to you."
"As you wish~" Ye Chang suddenly changed the subject, her tone becoming ambiguous: "By the way, Master, do you need me to bring you any flavor of coconut milk?"
This sudden question made Wang Feng's breathing stop.
The charming scene of that day instantly emerged in his mind - he rested his head on Ye Chang's soft thighs, and she fed him sweet coconut milk bit by bit.
"It tastes like peach, right?" Wang Feng coughed lightly and tried to remain calm.
Ye Chang laughed happily from the other end of the phone: "Ye Chang understands~ I'll go prepare it right away, Master, just wait for good news."
The busy tone signaling the end of the call rang out. Wang Feng looked at the phone, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.
"By the way, is Apas a mammal?"
Wang Feng smacked his lips and muttered.
…
After hearing the news brought by Wang Feng, Branqie's frown finally relaxed and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"That's great! I don't know how to thank you." She unconsciously clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes flashing with gratitude.
"Thank you?" Wang Fengyi stroked his chin, his eyes looking at Branqie inconspicuously.
Although this female tutor is already 27 or 28 years old, time seems to be particularly kind to her - her long golden hair is as dazzling as the sun, and her plump and well-proportioned figure is faintly visible under her slim long skirt.
What's rare is that she has already reached the super level of four elements at such a young age. Such talent is not inferior even among the protagonists.
"How about, Teacher Branqi, make an appointment with me?" Wang Feng suddenly suggested.
"Date?!" Concubine Bran's eyes widened instantly, and her fair cheeks flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, even the tips of her ears were dyed pink.
She lowered her head in panic, her fingers twisting the corners of her clothes unconsciously: "Isn't this inappropriate?"
Wang Feng raised his eyebrows with interest - he didn't expect that this powerful female mentor would be so pure in feelings.
"Teacher Branchi, you seem to have some misunderstanding about the word 'date'." He explained with a smile.
"Huh?" Bran looked at Wang Feng in surprise.
Wang Feng spread his hands and said, "A date isn't limited to couples. It can also be used to describe ordinary friends, even colleagues who have a good relationship, or people who meet for the first time, meeting at an agreed place."
(Note: I read a friend's book and found some controversial comments about dating, so I thought of writing this paragraph. Please don't misunderstand the meaning of the word "dating", so as not to be laughed at by others.)
"So, is that so?" Concubine Bran heaved a sigh of relief, but the blush on her ears had not faded.
She hesitated for a moment and then quietly suggested, "Can we ask Haidi to come along?"
A hint of amusement flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "A threesome? If Teacher Heidi has no objection, I'd certainly love it."
(End of this chapter)
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