"What's wrong... Ah! Lin Feng!" Hu Fang, seeing Zheng Xiaolong frozen in place, was curious. He followed Zheng Xiaolong's gaze and was shocked to find Lin Feng sitting nearby. THUD! He was so frightened that he and his chair went tumbling to the ground.

"Surprised?" Lin Feng ignored Hu Fang, who was scrambling to get up from the floor, and said to Zheng Xiaolong with a faint smile, "It's nothing. I just got here a few minutes before you."

He only arrived a few minutes earlier, which means he heard everything... A bitter taste filled Zheng Xiaolong's mouth, but he refused to admit his mistake. Instead, he feigned ignorance, asking, "You... what do you want?"

"What I want..." Lin Feng shook his head, then pointed at Hu Fang and said with a smile, "Weren't you just advising him to find a way to make me pay to delete the post? Well, let's talk price."

"Talk price..." Zheng Xiaolong felt as if he'd been forced to swallow a mouthful of feces, his mouth hanging open in disbelief. He couldn't believe Lin Feng would actually offer money. Yet, here Lin Feng was, wanting to discuss the price for deleting the post with Hu Fang. How could he not be astounded?

"What price? Lin Feng, you're kidding, right? I don't understand what you mean..." Hu Fang, a stagehand for the welcome gala, had personally witnessed Lin Feng send Han Bin flying with a single slap. He was trembling as he spoke, not daring to admit he was the one who had secretly taken and posted the photos.

"Still playing dumb, are we?" Lin Feng chuckled. "Alright, Hu Fang, I'll give you one chance. Ten thousand yuan. Delete all copies and the digital negatives, and I'll pretend this never happened."

Hu Fang's eyes reddened at the mention of ten thousand yuan. He understood perfectly: Lin Feng meant for *him* to pay Lin Feng ten thousand, not the other way around! So, *that's* what Lin Feng meant by "discussing the price"—how much Hu Fang would have to compensate him.

Hu Fang *could* pay the ten thousand yuan; Zheng Xiaolong had just given him that exact amount. But could he bear to part with the money, still warm in his pocket, and hand it over to Lin Feng?

"Lin Feng, dream on! I'm not giving you any money!" Hu Fang suddenly declared, his voice harsh. "I took the photo, and how I deal with it is my business! As long as I don't follow Zheng Xiaolong's reckless advice, you can't do anything to me! I haven't stolen or robbed anything. What right do you have to make me delete the post? I know you can fight, but you can't just be unreasonable! This is Jiangzhou University, not a place for you to run wild!"

"So, the gloves are off?" Lin Feng glanced at Hu Fang with an amused smile and said lightly, "I do appreciate your... clownish audacity. Sit down and wait. I'll deal with Zheng Xiaolong first, then it's your turn."

Hu Fang shook his head, clutching the money in his pocket with one hand, and made to bolt. He muttered resentfully, "On what grounds? Just because you tell me not to leave, I shouldn't? Am I an idiot?"

ERK! Suddenly, Hu Fang's body went rigid. He found he couldn't speak, nor could he move any part of his body except for his eyeballs.

What—what's happening to me? Am I possessed by a ghost? Hu Fang was scared out of his wits, but he couldn't even manage to cry.

After Lin Feng casually shot out two streams of Inner Strength to seal Hu Fang's acupoints for paralysis and speech, he tossed him aside. Turning to Zheng Xiaolong, he said coolly, "Zheng Xiaolong, I trust you're not as foolish as this clown."

"Lin Feng, d-don't hit me! What do you want? I can give you anything! I know I was wrong! I shouldn't have targeted you! I'm an idiot! Please, let me go..." Zheng Xiaolong had been about to deny any involvement, but seeing Lin Feng immobilize Hu Fang with a mere flick of his fingers from a distance, he was utterly petrified. He didn't dare utter another word of argument.

"I was actually planning to be a civilized and good student. Why must you always court death? Your father, Principal Zheng, already yielded to me, and I let you off out of consideration for his face. Yet you persisted in your foolishness, first sending Han Bin to trouble me, then having this Hu Fang try to ruin my reputation and disgust me..." Lin Feng patted Zheng Xiaolong's handsome face, a humiliating gesture, and asked coldly, "Just looking at this face of yours pisses me off. What do you say I destroy it?"

Zheng Xiaolong was terrified by Lin Feng's words. He had always relied on his handsome face to attract women. If Lin Feng actually disfigured him, how could he go on living? Zheng Xiaolong didn't dare gamble on Lin Feng's audacity; Lin Feng hadn't even given his own father, the vice principal, any face. He was capable of anything!

At this thought, Zheng Xiaolong's legs gave out, and THUMP, he knelt before Lin Feng. "I was wrong, Lin Feng! You're a magnanimous person, please, forgive me just this once!"

Few students were in the cafeteria for lunch. Although Zheng Xiaolong's kneeling drew some attention, no crowd of onlookers gathered.

With Zheng Xiaolong kneeling before him, Lin Feng felt perfectly justified. He leisurely took out his phone. CLICK! CLICK! CLICK! He snapped several close-ups of Zheng Xiaolong.

Seeing Lin Feng about to take photos, Zheng Xiaolong instinctively tried to cover his face. But after Lin Feng delivered a couple of kicks, teaching him a lesson in compliance, he could only grimace as Lin Feng snapped several more shots of him kneeling.

"Aren't you loaded with money? Don't you love playing dirty tricks? Here are ten photos. You can buy them back for ten thousand yuan each. I'll give you three days. Otherwise, I'll pay someone to post them on every forum in the country with the headline: 'Son of Jiangzhou University's Vice Principal Desperately Seeks Father, Rejected and Kneels Indefinitely!'" Lin Feng threatened with a chuckle, turning Zheng Xiaolong's own methods back on him. "You know the consequences. I wonder if your old man can stomach such a 'grand gift' from you!"

Damn! This Lin Feng is far more ruthless than I am! Hearing Lin Feng's scheme, Zheng Xiaolong felt like crying. That's what you call a truly vicious plan! That's true ruthlessness! That's utter disregard for consequences! That's a king's ransom! Compared to that, the little trick he'd suggested to Hu Fang was pathetically weak, utterly devoid of finesse!

Just who is the real villain here?!

"Please... Brother Feng, I beg you, I'll pay..." Zheng Xiaolong was so moved he had tears in his eyes. He clutched Lin Feng's hand fervently. "Please, don't post them! I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong! I'll go get the money for you right away!"

"Good that you know your mistake!" Lin Feng chuckled and kicked Zheng Xiaolong away. "Get the money ready and deliver it to Brother Nan, the owner of Fenghuo Bar, just off campus. Then the photos won't appear online. As for you, I don't want to see your face ever again! Scram! The farther, the better!"

"Yes, yes, yes... I'll scram, I'll scram..." Hearing Lin Feng's words, Zheng Xiaolong felt as if he'd received a pardon. He scrambled out of the cafeteria and rushed off to get the money.

Lin Feng wasn't worried about Zheng Xiaolong failing to pay within three days. After all, he had taken the photos, so he held all the cards regarding their disposal... Bah! Damn it, that Hu Fang's warped reasoning is actually starting to infect my own thinking!

Glancing at the terrified Hu Fang, Lin Feng wasted no more words. He hauled him up with one hand, released the paralysis in his lower limbs, and dragged him off towards the dormitories of the Department of Architectural Engineering.

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