Chapter 21: Crouching Dragon and Phoenix's Shortcomings
"Fairy Tale Book Under the Pillow"
"Happiness of Private Collection"
A cold and quiet female singing voice could be heard from the room, but the voice kept going out of tune with the ups and downs of the voice.
"What feelings do I want to express as a teenager?"
"The Lost Deer in the Forest"
The song gradually became like rap at the end, with each word being pronounced with certainty, which sounded a bit funny.
"Will I, will I - will I meet a witch?"
"Puchi~" Xia Feng couldn't help but grin.
“!!!”
The sound in the room suddenly stopped and fell into dead silence.
Xia Feng's pupils shrank. Damn it! He subconsciously turned around and tried to run.
Snap——
The door opened and hit the wall with a thud.
Xia Feng stopped trying to escape and turned his head stiffly. Standing in front of the door was a maid with rose-red medium-short curly hair, staring at him expressionlessly.
The maid turned sideways, and the woman in a black skirt on the podium behind her was holding a lyrics book and staring at him with the same expressionless face.
Mu Qingtong's gaze slowly shifted to the maid, "Fei, what's wrong with you?"
"Master, I don't sense anyone approaching." The maid pursed her lips, equally puzzled. With her abilities, even if a third-level spiritualist approached, she would still be able to sense it quickly, rather than waiting until they reached the door.
"Ha~ That's it~ I was just passing by~" Xia Feng slapped his head and walked to the right side of the corridor, "Look at my memory, the toilet should be over here——"
"Fei."
"clear!"
Following the maid's cold low shout, Xia Feng felt a flash before his eyes, and then he flew into the classroom like a hen being grabbed by the neck and landed precisely on a chair.
Bang——
The door was shut roughly.
They turned around slowly, their faces calm.
"What did you hear?" Mu Qingtong narrowed his golden eyes.
“.”
How rude! Xia Feng pursed his lips and took a deep breath. He straightened his collar and crossed his legs. He raised his head and smiled slightly: "Obviously, I heard everything I should and shouldn't have heard."
Hearing this, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across Mu Qingtong's face, and her red lips were tightly pursed. She suddenly wanted to silence the person.
Singing is her only weakness.
From childhood to adulthood, no matter what she did, she could quickly reach the top level, but then become bored and lose interest.
But until I was sixteen
She had accidentally developed an interest in singing and was stunned. She, the great Mu Qingtong, the peerless genius destined to stand above all others in the future, was actually tone-deaf?!
She really doesn't believe in superstition, so in the past few years, apart from reading and doing experiments, her biggest interest in her spare time is singing.
She believed that she would conquer this field sooner or later!
But at this moment, it seems that there are some obstacles.
"Ms. Mu, you don't want everyone to know that your singing is bad, right?" Xia Feng said with a smile.
Mu Qingtong didn't look panicked at all, her eyebrows slightly curved: "Are you threatening me?"
"I just want to make a deal with you."
Xia Feng said casually, "I can keep my mouth shut, but you have to give me some benefits, such as money, extraordinary fruits, infinite stones or something like that. Oh, infinite stones are contraband, so I'd better not take them. How about extraordinary fruits?"
Looking at Xia Feng's smiling face, Mu Qingtong said calmly, "I don't have any extraordinary fruits, but I do have the Infinite Stone, but do you dare to take it?"
“!”
Good boy! You really have it? Xia Feng's expression remained unchanged as he snorted coldly, "Why wouldn't I dare to ask for it? But do you dare to give it to me?"
"Oh, then I really don't dare."
Mu Qingtong replied indifferently.
"?" Xia Feng choked. Why don't you play by the rules?
"Tsk~~" Mu Qingtong's lips curled slightly, her tone gentle but concealing sarcasm, "Mr. Xia, never overestimate yourself, and never underestimate others. You actually want the Infinite Stone, right?"
"I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense! Be careful or I'll sue you for defamation!" Xia Feng denied it three times, saying righteously, "This is contraband. Why would I want it if I didn't have anything to do with it?!"
Mu Qingtong smiled, pulled a chair and sat down in front of Xia Feng. She crossed her legs under her elegant black skirt, and sat upright with her hands resting lightly on her thighs. "Mr. Xia, I think we can have a good talk now."
Looking at the woman's bright and beautiful eyes, Xia Feng frowned slightly. He hated arguing with smart people, as that would make him look reckless.
"Okay, what do you want to talk about—"
He was halfway through his words when Mu Qingtong suddenly interrupted him and said bluntly, "I have a message for you. The person who assassinated you in the Evil Dragon Forest is from the Black Moon Church."
"?" Xia Feng was stunned, with a puzzled expression, "How do you know someone is chasing me?"
"You don't seem surprised at all that the Black Moon Church is behind this?"
Mu Qingtong didn't answer, but nodded thoughtfully, muttering to herself, "So, it seems you may have learned this information from the assassin. So, did you really kill that second-level assassin in such a short time?"
Mu Qingtong originally didn't quite believe that Xia Feng could kill the assassin so quickly. After all, it was quite possible that Xia Feng escaped from the assassin through some unknown means.
But now it seems that Xia Feng did quickly kill the second-level assassin, and was able to learn information about the Black Moon Church from the second-level assassin. This means that the second-level assassin may have begged him for mercy, which is a bit incredible.
"." Xia Feng almost choked to death with the air stuck in his throat. Okay, okay, let's play it this way, eh?
My buddy is close to you, but you are playing tricks on me. Xia Feng decided to keep silent to avoid being tricked by this evil woman again!
"How did you kill him?" Mu Qingtong stared at Xia Feng curiously and kept asking questions.
Seeing that Xia Feng stopped talking, Mu Qingtong didn't care. She had plenty of time to explore this guy's secrets anyway.
Thinking of this, the corners of her lips curled up and she felt happy. Her only shortcoming was that she was tone-deaf, but this opponent also had a shortcoming - his IQ was only at the normal level.
The third round, tied!
Mu Qingtong secretly took note of the battle situation in his heart.
As for the first round, the spiritual pressure was evenly matched - a draw.
The second round was about appearance, and she admitted that the boy's appearance score was indeed comparable to hers - a tie.
Three draws in three games, things are getting more and more interesting.
She leaned back in her chair, her arms resting on the table, her black gauze lace gloves supporting her cheeks. "Mr. Xia, do you want to know who in the Black Moon Church sent someone to assassinate you?"
Xia Feng showed no emotion, his face expressionless: "You know?"
"Exchange information. Tell me how you killed the assassin?" Mu Qingtong said leisurely.
"Goodbye." Xia Feng stood up and left.
Mu Qingtong silently watched the boy leave until he walked out of the door. She suddenly said, "Yan Xujia, a second-level knight of the Holy See."
Yan Xujia? Xia Feng stopped in his tracks, stunned. He remembered this name clearly. Cha Nai Xue had three guardian knights—Yin, Panda, and Yan Xujia!
After a moment's silence, Xia Feng slowly turned around. He naturally would not believe her words easily, but he also secretly kept this matter in mind.
"Where did you get this news?"
"You don't need to know that."
Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly under her gold-rimmed glasses. "But I've reminded you so much, but you still don't seem to understand why Cha Naixue's men want to kill you?"
"This - should I understand?" Xia Feng looked confused.
He had no grudges against Chan Naixue, and had barely spoken a word to her subordinates. He really couldn't figure out when he had offended Chan Naixue's forces.
Seeing Xia Feng's puzzled look, Mu Qingtong nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, this matter is also a secret known only to the top leaders of the Black Moon Church. It's normal that you don't understand."
Xia Feng pursed his lips, walked back and sat down again, and said seriously: "I would like to hear the details."
(End of this chapter)
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