"Ling Zhenfei, you're living quite comfortably, aren't you?"

Ling Zhenfei was taken aback for a moment, as he couldn't immediately recognize who it was.

Ling Zhenfei asked, "Hello, sorry, who are you?"

The person was also surprised, saying, "You sure forget people quickly, to have forgotten me so fast."

Ling Zhenfei was somewhat surprised; it seems this person does indeed know him, but he couldn't quite remember.

He didn't know many foreign girls, a Japanese one, someone from Moergawa, and aside from that, there was Beth from abroad.

Beth was a food blogger, and Ling Zhenfei's culinary skills had won her over. She was even going abroad to help promote the Xi Shan Restaurant.

But Beth's way of speaking wasn't like this, so this speaking girl wasn't Beth.

Ling Zhenfei felt quite frustrated and said, "Sorry, I really don't recognize you."

The girl said, "I know Mr. Ling forgets easily, so let me give you a hint, and I hope after I do, you'll remember."

"Please go ahead?" Ling Zhenfei genuinely forgot who this girl was.

The girl said, "Do you remember the Hongteng International Hotel in Tangcheng?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Zhenfei was taken aback. Of course, he remembered this place; it was unforgettable for him for a long time.

Because it was at this place where Ling Zhenfei cleared his name, it was where Nangong Changhe jumped from a building.

Simultaneously, this Hongteng International Hotel was also Feng Zilong's base, so Ling Zhenfei remembered it vividly.

But a girl from Hongteng International, a foreign girl—thinking of this, Ling Zhenfei immediately thought of someone.

"You are Miss Emelin."

Ling Zhenfei blurted it out. Yes, he still remembered this girl, the daughter of a tycoon from Middle East Dubai.

At that time, Ling Zhenfei wanted to reach the rooftop, but was targeted by the manager of the hotel lobby. Emelin helped him out then.

It turns out Emelin came to Huaxia this time to ask Ling Zhenfei to help her father with a medical condition.

At that time, Ling Zhenfei didn't have the time, so he couldn't help Emelin's father with his condition.

But Ling Zhenfei and Emelin had agreed that once Ling left, he would help her father then.

However, many things happened after Ling Zhenfei went upstairs, and even though not much time had passed, he felt like he shouldn't have forgotten about it.

But in reality, Ling Zhenfei had spent a few days in the Peach Blossom Secret Realm.

Those several days in the Secret Realm actually equated to a very short time in the real world.

So to others, it seemed like the events occurred on a single day, but actually, several days had passed for Ling Zhenfei.

In the Peach Blossom Secret Realm, Ling Zhenfei exhausted all his efforts to find the way out.

After leaving, many things happened, and even though the events of that day ended, Ling Zhenfei was in such a rush to get to the Capital City that he forgot about Emelin's matters.

Even as time went by, he almost forgot Emelin, but the moment she spoke, Ling Zhenfei remembered immediately.

Emelin said, "I really didn't expect, Mr. Ling, that you would still remember me. I thought you had completely forgotten about me."

Ling Zhenfei hurriedly apologized, "I am truly sorry, Miss Emelin. I did forget about this matter. How is your father now? Where are you currently located?"

Emelin said, "It's a pity I kept trusting you, waiting here for you to come and help my father, only to find out through the news that you're already in the Capital City treating others."

Ling Zhenfei said, "I truly apologize. I'm so busy. If it's not too inconvenient, I'll go to Tangcheng again and definitely help your father get well."

Emelin said, "Can I trust you this time?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "Rest assured, I will keep my word, but it will have to be after the seventh."

Emelin said, "Why? Can't it be sooner?"

Ling Zhenfei replied, "I have urgent matters I can't leave, and the seventh is the opening of my restaurant; I really can't leave, so after the seventh, I guarantee I'll go."

Emelin said, "I trust your character, that's why I've waited so long. I hope this time you won't keep me waiting."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Rest assured, as long as I'm still breathing, I'll make my way to Tangcheng, even if I have to crawl."

After arranging a time, Emelin hung up the phone.

Faced with handling such matters, Ling Zhenfei felt very apologetic, realizing it was his fault for forgetting the matter in his haste to reach the Capital City.

Thinking about it, it seemed his time was really tight; after the opening on the seventh, the Modu Film Festival was coming up.

Chu Bingqing had invited Ling Zhenfei a long time ago to attend the Modu Film Festival, and the time was almost due.

After the restaurant opening on the seventh, Ling Zhenfei would go to Tangcheng to help Emelin's father with his condition, and then head to Modu for the film festival.

Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but sigh; it seemed he hadn't stayed home for a few days since the New Year. It was quite a pity.

Suddenly, Ling Zhenfei remembered the elder in the cave beneath the cliff at Xianling Mountain.

At that time, when Ling Zhenfei left, he had promised to help the elder with his illness, but now a month had gone by—it was quite regretful towards the old gentleman.

But Ling Zhenfei had no choice; after becoming famous, matters kept piling up. Isn't there that saying, 'With great power comes great responsibility'?

Feeling the pressure from all sides, though busy and tired, it was much better than being under attack or killed.

Thinking about being attacked, Ling Zhenfei recalled the recent incident; had it not been for his many life-saving techniques, it would have been genuinely dangerous.

He had no idea where Liu Yang and the others went, but thinking about them, Ling Zhenfei was immediately startled.

In an instant, his hair stood on end. Right, how could he forget about Liu Yang and the other man in the black robe?

Liu Yang and that black-robed man had left only because too many people were around, but they weren't injured and could return at any time.

Ling Zhenfei was taken out from the General Administration of Sports by Chen Qian, who knows if Liu Yang and the other would target him.

Because he was injured, Ling Zhenfei hadn't used his Divine Sense to scout the surroundings, having overlooked this matter; who knew if Liu Yang and his accomplice were already at the door.

Shocked, Ling Zhenfei cursed himself as an idiot—just a minor injury, yet his mind was muddled, and he even went to Li Ru's house.

That was practically putting Li Ru in danger, Ling Zhenfei thought regretfully.

Although he was injured, using Divine Sense required Northern Spiritual Energy.

But at this time, he couldn't worry about that; if he didn't prepare in advance, he wouldn't even know how he would die.

Just as he was about to use his Divine Sense to scout, suddenly, he felt a surge of Divine Sense sweep through his room.

Startled, Ling Zhenfei immediately suppressed his Spiritual Energy.

This surge of Divine Sense was clearly someone scouting the room; Ling Zhenfei had a thought and waited until the Divine Sense swept over him without lingering too long.

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