Urban All-Round Master

Capítulo 1265: Chapter 1299: The Real and Fake Death God

To be honest, being hugged by a beautiful woman feels really nice.

But right now, Lin Zifeng had absolutely no idea why Liu Ruyan was hugging him.

It’s often said that everything has a prelude, but damned if the prelude here wasn’t skipped entirely and went straight to the climax.

“Don’t leave me! You can’t leave me!” Liu Ruyan’s watery eyes were glistening.

“But you have to give me a reason, right?” Lin Zifeng said grumpily.

If she kept hugging him like this, he really started to doubt if his neck would get strangled.

Besides, he’s a man, after all. There was bound to be some kind of reaction due to the principle of opposite sexes attracting.

“I know you are the Death God! Why didn’t you tell us?”

Liu Ruyan uttered petulantly, sobbing like a child, with tears shimmering at the corners of her eyes.

It seemed as if she understood all of Lin Zifeng’s secrets in an instant.

“Buzz!”

Lin Zifeng’s entire brain exploded instantly.

He pushed Liu Ruyan’s delicate body away forcefully!

“What did you just say!”

Lin Zifeng’s heart was greatly shocked! How did she know about his identity as the Death God? Could it be that the Empress Dowager told her!

Did Nangong Bing already tell them everything?

“Aren’t you the Death God?!”

After being pushed away, Liu Ruyan froze. Her tearful eyes were still streaming as she stared blankly at Lin Zifeng.

“I…”

Lin Zifeng wanted to say he was, but he dared not reveal his true identity. Things would get out of hand, and it would be a real headache to wrap up.

“I’m not!”

After adjusting his emotions, Lin Zifeng resolutely denied Liu Ruyan’s statement.

“But I found the clothes you wore when you saved us in your room! Aren’t those clothes yours?”

Liu Ruyan was dazed. That night, she had personally seen those clothes by Lin Zifeng’s bedside, and she was very familiar with them.

So are you saying those clothes aren’t the Death God’s?

“Clothes?”

Lin Zifeng frowned deeply, his brain spinning rapidly.

Could it be that Liu Ruyan only found those clothes? The Empress Dowager hadn’t told her his true identity at all, so why was he so worried just now?

“Haha… so you were talking about those clothes!” Lin Zifeng suddenly burst into laughter, and said, “I say, Sister Liu, can we sit down and talk properly? You think they’re mine just because you saw the clothes?”

“Aren’t they?” Liu Ruyan stared blankly, her eyes flickering.

Those clothes were only worn by the Death God, so does it mean they’re not Lin Zifeng’s?

“No.” Lin Zifeng shook his head, smiling calmly, “So your idol is the Death God, huh? What a coincidence, my idol is also the Death God. Did you go to my room and see those clothes? Oh my, you really misunderstood me this time, those clothes were all tailored by someone I commissioned.”

To make Liu Ruyan believe him, Lin Zifeng explained vividly.

“Tailored?!”

Liu Ruyan was dumbfounded. All those clothes were commissioned by this guy in front of her? All her crying and tears just now were for nothing?

She wasted her emotions on him.

“Yes!”

Lin Zifeng nodded seriously, his face earnest.

“…”

Liu Ruyan was speechless.

“Those clothes were custom-made based on what my idol wears, so I collected them. If you like, I can wear them for you to see.” Lin Zifeng said seriously.

“Ugh! I say, Sister Liu, just now you cried and hugged me like that, and look, look here, there’s something white on my shoulder. It can’t be your snot, right?”

Saying this, this guy pointed to the tears on his shoulder, saying right in front of Liu Ruyan that they were her snot.

Still oblivious to the pain points of the other party, he continued to jab at sore spots.

Liu Ruyan’s pupils dilated, her face turning from green to white.

Her ten fair fingers were already clenched so tight that cracking sounds were heard. If she had a knife in her hand right now, she would stab the guy in front of her several thousand times, then cut his flesh piece by piece, and finally toss it into the street, letting cars run over it back and forth until he was unrecognizable.

“What’s wrong? Sister Liu, why does your face look pale? Is it because you feel guilty for getting snot on my shoulder?” Lin Zifeng grinned as he looked at her.

“Lin, you bastard! I’m going to kill you!”

Finally! The anger that Liu Ruyan had been suppressing erupted completely.

“Ah!!!!”

With a sharp scream, Liu Ruyan picked up a fruit knife from the table and shouted at the dumbstruck Lin Zifeng, then chased after him in the room.

“Hey hey hey! Liu Ruyan, can’t you calm down! Is this my fault? It’s you who mistook me for the Death God and even left snot on my shoulder. Do you get upset just because I said a few words? Now that I’m upset, who am I supposed to complain to?”

Lin Zifeng ran frantically around the room, while Liu Ruyan swung her knife left and right, yelling, “Lin, even though you’re not the Death God, why did you hug me so tightly? Why did you wait to explain until you saw me crying? Were you doing it on purpose? Were you playing with me!”

“Get it straight, okay? It was you who, like waves crashing, rushed into my arms, and you smeared your snot all over my shoulder. Am I to blame for that?” Lin Zifeng was annoyed.

“You still say! You clearly knew I mistook you for the Death God, so why did you hug me so tight and watch me cry? Lin, don’t tell me you didn’t do it on purpose!”

Liu Ruyan waved the knife, pointing straight at Lin Zifeng, determined to stab him a few times.

“Ding—”

But just as the two were chasing around the house, the doorbell of the living room rang.

Huahua peeped in from the gap of the door with her flushed face, sneakily looking left and right. Seeing Liu Ruyan holding a fruit knife while playing a stabbing game with Lin Zifeng, she giggled, first laughing at Lin Zifeng, then beckoning to Liu Ruyan.

“Sister Ruyan, guess who I brought back?”

Huahua was particularly excited today, especially her face, which almost couldn’t stop smiling.

Liu Ruyan and Lin Zifeng exchanged glances, puzzled by what this girl was up to.

“Come on in, quick! This is my home now.”

The two of them saw Huahua pulling a stranger from outside and bringing him into the house.

“Hiss—”

When Lin Zifeng saw the person Huahua brought back, he couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air.

“He, he is the Death God!”

“Clank…”

In her excitement, Liu Ruyan dropped the fruit knife to the floor.

Covering her mouth, her eyes wide, as if witnessing the most shocking scene in the world.

A stranger dressed in black with a mask on his face appeared, looking almost exactly like Lin Zifeng when he was the Death God!