Li Feng was unaware that Song Zhiyuan, who had always seen him as a thorn in his side, wanted to cooperate with him. At this moment, he was silently observing the woman before him.
Her name was Zhong Shuhui, sent by his mother to protect him.
Having been in this world for over a month, Li Feng had accepted his new identity, but he still kept his distance from the Li family and his nominal parents, never actively contacting them.
But today, when Zhong Shuhui appeared before him, Li Feng realized that interacting with his nominal parents and the Li family was inevitable.
He wasn’t sure how he felt about the Li family or his parents, but facing Zhong Shuhui now, his heart was unprecedentedly calm.
Zhong Shuhui—a name full of poetic charm. Li Feng quickly found memories of her deep within his mind.
Zhong Shuhui, only a few years older than him, was his mother Mu Chunfeng’s right-hand woman. Li Feng never expected Mu Chunfeng would send her. He could feel his mother’s care for him—was this maternal love?
A strange feeling stirred in Li Feng’s heart.
“Young Master, Madam sent me to protect you,” Zhong Shuhui said, looking at Li Feng. She had seen him a few times at the Li family, but her impression of him was outdated. Now, seeing him, she noticed a startling change.
It was a change in his demeanor.
It was as if a beggar had suddenly become a scholar. This wasn’t just shocking—it was staggering.
Zhong Shuhui never imagined a person could change so drastically. If Li Feng were a child, it might be explainable, as children’s personalities are malleable. But Li Feng was an adult.
If she didn’t know him, Zhong Shuhui might have suspected this person was an imposter, given the vast difference.
“Protect me?” Li Feng frowned. Sending a frail woman to protect him—what was Mu Chunfeng thinking? It wasn’t that he looked down on women, but compared to men, women had inherent disadvantages in this regard.
“Young Master looks down on me?” Zhong Shuhui’s intuition was sharp, immediately sensing Li Feng’s dissatisfaction, and she spoke with displeasure.
Having been sent by Mu Chunfeng to protect Li Feng, Zhong Shuhui was already unhappy, and now being underestimated by Li Feng, she felt aggrieved.
“No,” Li Feng shook his head, sparing her feelings. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so polite.
“How about this? Right now, Yuanyuan has no one protecting her. You go protect her,” Li Feng said, looking at Zhong Shuhui.
What?
Zhong Shuhui looked at Li Feng in disbelief. He was telling her to protect Hu Yuanyuan—wasn’t this looking down on her?
“Young Master, you’re the one in the most danger right now. Young Madam has experts from the Hu family protecting her; she’ll be fine,” Zhong Shuhui said, suppressing her anger.
“Don’t worry, I won’t have any problems,” Li Feng said calmly. He was confident in his skills. To him, having Zhong Shuhui protect him was as unnecessary as having the police do it.
“Really no problems?”
Zhong Shuhui gave a light laugh. “Young Master, you have quite a few enemies. The assassins who attacked you twice were from the Blood Sand organization, Emperor Pavilion, Qin Feng…”
“Wait, what’s with Blood Sand and Qin Feng?” Li Feng interrupted. He knew about the Emperor Pavilion’s involvement in the attacks, but when had he offended Blood Sand and Qin Feng?
Zhong Shuhui smiled faintly. “Young Master, didn’t you know? Blood Sand was behind the assassin killed outside the villa last time.”
“I see,” Li Feng realized, though he didn’t care much.
“Young Master thinks Blood Sand is no big deal?” Zhong Shuhui said with a teasing smile.
“Just a killer organization. Can they overturn the heavens?” Though he said this, Li Feng was wary. A killer organization wasn’t ordinary—elusive and hard to track. Being targeted by them made even him uneasy, though he maintained a nonchalant facade in front of Zhong Shuhui.
“They may not overturn the heavens, but it’s close,” Zhong Shuhui glanced at Li Feng, trying to gauge his reaction, but was disappointed to see his calm demeanor. She continued, “Blood Sand is one of Asia’s top ten killer organizations, with hundreds of assassins, dominating Asia for decades, invincible, and never failing a mission.”
“Never failed?” Li Feng sneered. “Didn’t the assassin they sent to kill me die? Doesn’t that count as failure?”
“Of course not. As long as they don’t abandon the mission, their assassins will keep coming. Killing one, ten, or even a hundred doesn’t count as failure for Blood Sand, because they’ll send more. For a killer organization, assassination isn’t the scariest part, nor is the strength of their assassins. What’s terrifying is their relentless, continuous attacks, impossible to guard against.”
Looking at Li Feng, Zhong Shuhui continued, “So far, Blood Sand’s longest pursuit lasted ten years. To kill that target, they chased for a full decade, shocking the world.”
Ten years!
No matter how composed Li Feng was, he couldn’t stay calm hearing this. Even with his skills, he couldn’t stay vigilant against assassins for ten years straight.
He looked up at Zhong Shuhui, wanting to confirm the truth.
“Young Master thinks I’m lying?” Zhong Shuhui smiled faintly. “Blood Sand’s affairs aren’t secret. You can look it up to see if I’m telling the truth.”
Li Feng gave an awkward smile. He had thought Zhong Shuhui might be exaggerating, but since she said this, it was likely true.
“Were the two attacks on me from Blood Sand?” Li Feng asked.
“No, Blood Sand’s assassins prefer to work alone, never in groups like that,” Zhong Shuhui shook her head. “So the two attacks you faced were likely from your other enemies. You have quite a few enemies, Young Master.”
“Blood Sand has hundreds of assassins, divided into gold, silver, bronze, and iron ranks. The one you killed last time was just a bronze-rank assassin. Above them are gold and silver ranks, each more skilled than the last. I know your skills are impressive, Young Master, but can you stay vigilant against these assassins every moment?” Zhong Shuhui looked at Li Feng.
Upon receiving Mu Chunfeng’s orders, she handed her work to her deputy and rushed to Tianhai City. She was shocked to learn Li Feng had faced another assassination attempt, marveling at the assassins’ audacity while admiring Li Feng’s skills.
She never expected Li Feng to have such remarkable abilities, fighting assassins even after being shot, which was beyond her expectations. But while admiring his skills, she was also worried. She feared his youthful arrogance might make him complacent.
Li Feng gave an awkward smile and asked, “What about Qin Feng? Who’s Qin Feng? How did I offend him?”
“Qin Feng, the young master of the Qin family,” Zhong Shuhui replied.
“The Qin family?” Li Feng was stunned. When had he crossed the Qin family?
“Su Xin and Sun Xipeng were backed by Qin Feng,” Zhong Shuhui said.
“Him?” Li Feng’s expression changed. Even after so many days, he hadn’t forgotten about Su Xin and Sun Xipeng. He had always suspected someone was orchestrating things behind them, but he couldn’t find out who. He never expected it to be Qin Feng of the Qin family.
At this thought, anger surged in Li Feng’s heart. He had no grudge against Qin Feng, yet Qin Feng targeted him like this. Did he think Li Feng was a fool?
“Add the Emperor Pavilion to that, Young Master. Your enemies are quite numerous,” Zhong Shuhui said, looking at Li Feng. “Do you still think you’ll have no problems? With me by your side, you’ll at least get information in time to prepare and minimize losses. Otherwise, you might not even know who’s targeting you.”
“Where did you get your information?” Li Feng asked in a low voice.
