Chapter Sixty-Two: The Fate of Those Who Dare Harm Qin Feng!

“Don’t worry. Leave this to me—I won’t let them lay a finger on you!”

Seeing the unwavering determination in Qin Feng’s eyes, a flicker of hope ignited within Lin Wanting, though she still couldn’t keep the concern from her voice. “But, you…”

“Trust me. I have my own ways.” Qin Feng cut her off, a confident glint flashing in his eyes.

He was no longer the Qin Feng of the past. Now, he possessed extraordinary abilities, and in addition to the wealth of knowledge about antique appraisal that filled his mind, he was certain he could stand against anyone.

“Wanting, do you believe in me?” Qin Feng gazed seriously at Lin Wanting.

Meeting his resolute gaze, Lin Wanting felt an inexplicable sense of calm settle in her heart. She nodded gently.

Seeing her response, a faint smile curved Qin Feng’s lips. He reached out, softly caressing her cheek. “Trust me—everything will be alright.”

Feeling the warmth of his hand, Lin Wanting’s face flushed a delicate shade of red, and her heart began to race uncontrollably. The atmosphere between them grew intimate and charged.

“Feng, will you stay with me...?”

Qin Feng had always harbored feelings for Lin Wanting, though circumstances had kept him at a distance. Now, with this beautiful woman in his arms, how could he possibly refuse?

...

The night passed without further words. When dawn crept in, sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains, illuminating the disheveled bed.

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes to find Lin Wanting’s exquisitely beautiful sleeping face beside him. Her long hair was scattered over the pillow like a waterfall, a few playful strands brushing her fair cheeks, rendering her even more delicate and captivating.

Unable to resist, Qin Feng reached out to gently tuck the hair away from her forehead, his fingertips grazing her soft, smooth skin. Scenes from the night before replayed in his mind like a film, and he couldn’t help but marvel—this woman truly was a siren.

Sensing his touch, Lin Wanting’s lashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Their gazes met, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.

“Good morning...” Lin Wanting’s voice was husky from sleep, a tempting blush rising on her cheeks.

“Morning.” Qin Feng’s lips curled into a mischievous smile. “Did you sleep well last night?”

Lin Wanting shot him a reproachful look, her tone coy. “It’s all your fault...”

Qin Feng burst out laughing, gathering her into his arms and pressing his lips to hers.

After sharing a moment of tenderness, Qin Feng got up to dress.

“You... you’re leaving already?” Watching him don his clothes, a hint of disappointment flashed in Lin Wanting’s eyes.

“Silly girl, of course I have to go. How else am I going to solve your problem?” Qin Feng tapped her nose affectionately.

“But...” Lin Wanting hesitated. She knew well that a billion was no trivial sum, and even for Qin Feng...

“Don’t worry. I told you—I’ll handle everything.” A confident light shone in Qin Feng’s eyes. “Just get ready to be the lady boss of Jade Pavilion.”

With that, Qin Feng turned and left the room.

Watching his departing figure, Lin Wanting’s heart was a whirl of emotions. She knew he was doing this for her sake, but she truly didn’t want him to be troubled on her behalf anymore.

...

After leaving the apartment, Qin Feng went straight to Jade Pavilion.

As soon as he entered, he saw Lin Wanting’s father, Lin Zhennan, pacing anxiously back and forth.

“Qin Feng, you’re here!” Lin Zhennan hurried over as if grabbing onto a lifeline.

“Uncle Lin, don’t worry. Tell me everything, slowly.” Qin Feng helped Lin Zhennan to a seat and poured him a cup of tea.

“Ah, it’s all my fault. I let greed cloud my judgment and got tricked!” Lin Zhennan said remorsefully. “Now the company’s cash flow has dried up, the bank is pressing for loan repayments, and I… I really had no other choice...”

A cold gleam flashed in Qin Feng’s eyes. The Wen family—you’ll see. I’ll show you just how I dismantle your schemes!

There were still two days before the Martial Arts Tournament. For Qin Feng, two days were enough. Since the Wen family chose to play dirty, they couldn’t blame him for abandoning all sense of fair play.

After a long conversation, Qin Feng finally pieced together the full story. The Lin Group’s crisis was completely orchestrated by the Wen Group, who had colluded with other financial giants to set this trap.

Among them was Riversea’s largest gang—the Azure Dragon Society.

Originally, the Azure Dragon Society was just an ordinary syndicate, never daring to challenge the big business owners. But then someone hatched a devious plan: the Azure Dragon Society contacted the Wen family, hinting that if they helped the gang seize control of Riversea’s territory, they would benefit mutually.

That’s how things escalated to this point—Lin Zhennan, lured by a friend, was brought to an underground casino and set up.

When Lin Zhennan finished recounting everything, Qin Feng snorted coldly.

“Hmph! Azure Dragon Society—you’re courting death!”

“Today, I’ll go demand an explanation from them!”

Lin Zhennan’s face turned pale at these words, and he hurried to stop him. “Feng, don’t! Even though you’re now Master Yan’s disciple, you’re still alone and outnumbered. If you confront the Azure Dragon Society rashly, you’re bound to suffer.”

Qin Feng paid no heed to Lin Zhennan’s worries. In his eyes, the Azure Dragon Society was nothing more than a ragtag mob, hardly worth mentioning. A cold light flickered in his gaze, his lips curling into a chilling smile.

“Uncle Lin, rest assured—a mere Azure Dragon Society is nothing to me.”

“But...” Lin Zhennan tried to persuade him again, but Qin Feng cut him off with a wave.

“Uncle Lin, just sit back and enjoy the show.” Qin Feng patted him on the shoulder, his voice brimming with confidence. “I’ll make sure they learn exactly what happens to those who cross me.”

With that, Qin Feng strode out of Jade Pavilion.

Watching him leave, Lin Zhennan’s heart was heavy with mixed emotions—worry and hope entwined.

Once outside, Qin Feng made a call. “Hello, help me find out where the Azure Dragon Society is headquartered. I want to see what kind of monsters dared lay a hand on my woman!”

After ending the call, Qin Feng hailed a cab and headed straight for the headquarters of the Azure Dragon Society.

Their base was in an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Riversea. The surroundings were filthy, the air thick with the stench of decay.

As soon as Qin Feng stepped out of the taxi, the pungent scent of blood assaulted his senses. He frowned, then strode inside.

Inside the factory, a group of burly men in black vests, their bodies adorned with all manner of tattoos, clustered together in deep discussion.

“Boss, are we really going to help the Wen family deal with that kid Qin Feng?” one scar-faced thug asked.

“Hmph! The Wen family paid us handsomely. The Azure Dragon Society has always been in the business of solving problems for those who can pay.”