Chapter 254: Fame in America, Return to China
Ye Chang stood still, her eyes fixed on Shura's headless body.
"Master, didn't you order us to capture Shura alive?" Ye Chang frowned slightly, with a hint of confusion in her voice.
"No need for that. For such a cruel person, living one moment longer would be a disrespect to the world." Wang Feng snorted coldly.
Ye Chang keenly caught the fleeting murderous intent in her master's eyes and unconsciously held her breath.
"Then what should we do with the rest of the gang?" she asked in a low voice.
Wang Feng's eyes swept across the deep corridor, and a cruel arc appeared on the corner of his lips: "The remnants of Shura will be killed without mercy. As for those prisoners."
He paused, a shrewd calculation flashing in his eyes, "I'll handle it myself."
Destroying the Shura forces and rescuing the suffering people in the Mediterranean—this was a godsend opportunity to become famous.
"I will obey the Lord's command." Ye Chang bowed gracefully, and her figure disappeared into the shadows like ink-black ripples.
Screams were heard one after another in the distance, echoing in a mournful harmony among the stone walls.
Wang Feng returned to the Stone Hall and rescued the survivors one by one. He used the Parthenon healing technique to heal the wounded and calm their frightened emotions.
Gradually, the fear in the eyes of the victims turned into gratitude, and finally into fanatical worship.
More than a hundred devout eyes were focused on Wang Feng, and the pure power of faith lingered around him like smoke and fog.
Wang Feng raised his hand in a humbly gesture, "There's no need for this. I'm Wang Feng, and it's my duty to kill evil demons like Shura."
"Lord Wang Feng, it was you who saved us from this disaster. I...have no way to repay you for such a great favor." A ragged woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed hard to Wang Feng.
Wang Feng's mouth corners curled up slightly.
"Okay, saving you is the best I can do. Now follow me and leave here. I believe your family and friends are very worried about you," said Wang Feng.
"Thank you, sir!"
…
Outside the mine, the belated staff of the Magic Association finally arrived at the scene to deal with the aftermath.
After expressing their gratitude repeatedly, the more than one hundred rescued people returned safely to their respective towns and reunited with their families under the escort of the association.
When the local magic association members learned that Wang Feng had single-handedly wiped out Shura and his followers, they were all shocked and quickly reported the matter to the continental headquarters.
The president of the American Magic Association came in person to express his gratitude and offered to award Wang Feng the position of honorary councilor.
Wang Feng simply smiled and politely declined - with his current strength, he could return to the Holy City at any time to conquer the world, so why would he care about the empty title of a continental councilor?
When Concubine Bran heard the news that Shura was executed and even the President of America came to visit in person, she was so shocked that she couldn't recover for a long time.
…
After dealing with everyone who came to express their gratitude, Wang Feng rubbed his temples a little tiredly and returned to his suite.
The moment I pushed the door open, a dazzling sandy gold color flowed in the moonlight.
Ye Chang was lazily leaning on the edge of the velvet bed, her long legs crossed, wrapped only in a white bath towel.
The undried water droplets slid down her delicate collarbone, gleaming like pearls in the candlelight.
Wet hair stuck to her flushed cheeks, and the whole room was filled with the fragrance of jasmine after the bath.
"Ye Chang?" Wang Feng paused, and the door closed silently behind him.
He noticed that there were several pieces of black clothing scattered on the carpet beside the bed and that there was condensation on the frosted glass of the bathroom.
"Master~You are finally back." Ye Chang opened her red lips slightly, her voice as sticky as honey.
She slowly stretched her body, and the edge of the bath towel slid down slightly with her movement, revealing a faint waistline.
Fingers painted with dark red nail polish gently patted her plump thighs, and the silk sheets made a slight friction sound under her body.
Wang Feng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the moment he lay down, he was immediately surrounded by a warm and soft touch.
All that was visible was snow-white skin and graceful curves wrapped in a bath towel. Ye Chang's face was completely hidden behind this breathtakingly beautiful scenery.
(I've wanted to use this picture for a long time, but I haven't found a good plot, hey~)
"Master, please try this~"
Ye Chang leaned over and handed the carefully prepared coconut milk to Wang Feng's lips.
Her slender fingers gently massaged Wang Feng's temples, and her skillful massage technique brought a reassuring warmth.
Wang Feng took a sip, and the sweetness of the peach and the fragrance of coconut blended between his lips and teeth.
With Ye Chang's just the right amount of strength, the fatigue and anger of the past few days gradually melted away in this gentleness.
Wang Feng suddenly opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Ye Chang, can you teach others your drink-mixing skills?"
Ye Chang paused for a moment, "Of course. I wonder which one the master wants to train?"
"A little Medusa. Is that okay?"
Ye Chang was stunned for a moment, then she covered her lips and chuckled: "Master really loves to collect some weird little pets~"
Her fingertips continued to wander. "But it should be fine. Where is your little Medusa now?"
Wang Feng silently took out his cell phone and dialed Apas's exclusive number.
After a short wait, Apas's sleepy murmur came from the receiver: "What's the matter?"
"Come to my room."
…
Three days later, the morning light was just beginning to brighten.
"Wang Feng, it's time for us to go." Heidi gently held Wang Feng's hand, her fingertips slightly tightened, revealing a bit of reluctance.
The matter in Egypt was settled, and Bran's concubine's mission was also successfully completed thanks to Wang Feng's efforts.
Wang Feng was preparing to return to China, and Heidi, who had been accompanying him for training, naturally had to return to the Alpine Academy to retreat and strive to reach the super level.
"I wish you a smooth breakthrough." Wang Feng patted the back of Heidi's hand. "When you miss me, you can contact me anytime."
Heidi nodded and turned her gaze to Apas beside her: "Sister Apas, are you really not considering going to the Alpine Academy with me? The snow scenery there is beautiful."
A glimmer of longing flashed in Apas's eyes, but then she pursed her lips - her freedom was ultimately in Wang Feng's hands.
"No," she said softly, "I plan to go to China with my brother first."
"Then be sure to look for me when you come to the Alps."
As Heidi spoke, she suddenly noticed a subtle change in Apas.
The girl's figure seems to be a little plump?
Especially the curve of her chest, which is obviously fuller than when I first saw her.
(It's probably an illusion.)
Heidi shook her head slightly and boarded the flight to the foothills of the Alps with Concubine Bran.
Wang Feng watched Bran's concubine's back as she walked away, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
After a few dates, he could clearly sense that Concubine Bran had developed a liking for him.
If I had given myself some more time, I would have been able to harvest this affection naturally.
Of course, he could just use [Cognitive Modification] to maximize his favorability.
But that would be too boring - he was greedy for the process of hunting, not just the trophies.
If we meet again, it will not be too late to pick this flower from the high mountain.
"It's time to go home."
(End of this chapter)
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