Urban All-Round Master

Capítulo 1242: Chapter 1276: Monet Yun’s Betrayal

Everyone remained silent. Although Lin Zifeng’s words sounded sincere, they also seemed somewhat pretentious at first hearing.

With the influence of the Nantian Gang in Zhonghai, they feared no competitor.

“Of course, many of you are questioning my intentions, Lin Zifeng. But whether you believe it or not is up to you; whether I say it or not is up to me.” After speaking, Lin Zifeng smiled slightly and quickly stepped aside, giving Jipu Qingtian a smile.

“Good!”

Jipu Qingtian beamed with joy, applauding along with everyone else for Lin Zifeng.

After taking his seat, Lin Zifeng scanned everyone’s faces, while secretly sneering. Since they forced him to say something, when else should he show off if not now?

“Since Mr. Lin has so sincerely stated his purpose, our Jipu Family naturally won’t hold anything back either. To be honest, Mr. Lin, you just mentioned our Jipu Family’s purpose of destroying the Heavenly Martial Society. That’s just one part; our biggest aim in destroying the Heavenly Martial Society is that we hope to restore peace to Fusang. Being constantly interfered with by the Heavenly Martial Society has not only had a major impact on our country but has also brought numerous troubles to the public.” At this point, Lin Zifeng realized he hadn’t touched on the real issue.

After all, the cooperation between both parties is based on their respective interests. Even if Lin Zifeng doesn’t ask deeply, he will eventually find out. Isn’t it better to pretend to know nothing? Lin Zifeng isn’t the type to tear open the facade, and he’s even less willing to do so actively as it benefits no one.

The meeting lasted until two in the afternoon before everyone hurriedly left.

Originally, Lin Zifeng planned to return to his residence first and then reorganize his strategy. At that time, Monet Yun slowly approached with her seductive figure.

“Mr. Lin, could we find a place to talk privately?”

“About what? Is there anything to talk about?” Lin Zifeng said expressionlessly. He didn’t want to get too close to Monet Yun, as it wasn’t beneficial for anyone.

He had always been fearless but dreaded unnecessary entanglements with women. Deep down, he feared the Empress Dowager. If she found out about his unspeakable affairs outside, his little ten-inch would surely face repercussions.

“It concerns your cooperation with our Jipu Family. I’d like to discuss it with you, Mr. Lin, but rest assured, it’s absolutely in your favor.” Monet Yun’s expression turned serious and her tone firm.

Lin Zifeng thought for a moment. Perhaps she was telling the truth this time, and he might have misunderstood her intentions. So he nodded and said, “Alright, but my time is limited. I can give you at most ten minutes.”

“Great! No problem!”

With Lin Zifeng’s consent, Monet Yun felt incredibly excited and promptly led Lin Zifeng towards the back mountain.

“If there’s anything you want to say, say it here. Isn’t going so far a bit suspicious?” Lin Zifeng frowned and glanced around. He didn’t know what Monet Yun wanted to talk about, but leading him such a distance made him uneasy.

This was Jipu’s territory, too conspicuous, and it did Lin Zifeng no good.

In simple terms, Lin Zifeng was now effectively trapped by the Jipu Family.

If it weren’t for the Heavenly Martial Society’s influence, he would have left already.

“Mr. Lin, rest assured, I, Monet Yun, dare guarantee with my life that I won’t disappoint you.” To gain Lin Zifeng’s trust, Monet Yun placed all her hope on him.

Since she had already made her stance clear, what more doubts could Lin Zifeng have?

So, the two of them walked towards Mount Fuji alone.

“Mr. Lin, since you’ve come to cooperate with the Jipu Family, aren’t you afraid that once the Heavenly Martial Society is eliminated, the Jipu Family might betray you?”

As they strolled, Monet Yun’s liquid-like eyes subtly watched Lin Zifeng’s face.

“Pfft—”

Lin Zifeng couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

Turning to her, he remarked with amusement, “As a member of the Jipu Family, speaking to me like this, aren’t you afraid the Jipu Family might consider you a traitor?”

“Hehe—Mr. Lin, you’re quite the jokester. Everything I said is only known by heaven, earth, you, and me. As long as Mr. Lin doesn’t reveal it, how could the Jipu Family know I confided in you?”

Monet Yun stopped in her tracks, her eyes filled with affection, tightly observing the complex man before her.

“What if I tell on you?” Lin Zifeng’s pupils deepened, and a slight twitch on his cold mouth made it hard to guess what he was thinking.

Hearing those words, Monet Yun’s heart pounded loudly.

Her expression changed dramatically, her complex gaze fixed on the man’s face, hoping he was just joking.

In an instant, Monet Yun slightly regretted whether she’d been too upfront just now. Too unguarded.

“Haha—seems like you’re starting to feel dissatisfaction towards the Jipu Family, am I right?” Just as Monet Yun was scared out of her wits, Lin Zifeng burst into laughter.

Suddenly, it was as if Monet Yun’s tense nerves were released. She had truly feared that this man would betray her to inform the Jipu Family, which would truly doom her, proving that she’d entirely gambled wrong.

“Mr. Lin, since I’ve brought this up, I won’t hide it any longer. If you’re really keen on cooperating with the Jipu Family, then you must pay extra attention to Jipu Qingtian!”

“Isn’t Jipu Qingtian your leader? Are you doubting your leader?”

Lin Zifeng found it odd. Keep in mind, Jipu Qingtian was the most refined and hospitable person Lin Zifeng had met in Fusang.

From any perspective, Lin Zifeng would consider this guy a typical scholar-like figure.

Besides, a Divination Master’s abilities are far less terrifying than those of an Illusionist. Most people could almost ignore Jipu Qingtian’s threat.

“Are you dissatisfied with your leader?” Lin Zifeng turned back abruptly, jokingly staring at Monet Yun, still puzzled by her earlier statements.

Monet Yun already realized she had piqued Lin Zifeng’s curiosity, so she smiled, saying, “Mr. Lin, you might think our leader poses no threat to you. But have you considered, for a Divination Master to ascend to the leader’s position, do you really think it’s purely due to their divination skills?”

“I don’t think so.” Lin Zifeng shook his head, responding truthfully.

“Exactly. In our Yin-Yang Dao, it used to be that Illusionists always held the leader’s position. But in recent years, the status of Divination Masters has rapidly risen, leading Fusang’s people to become colder towards Illusionists, even rejecting them.”

In fact, so-called Divination Masters are just deceivers. If they indeed had the power of divination, what need would there be for martial arts? The reason Divination Masters are continually promoted by the public is simply for their own peace of mind, much like your Martial Arts believers. They clearly understand that divine beings cannot possibly exist, yet they persist in burning incense and praying during festivals, merely fulfilling a psychological necessity.