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As for why the thief believed that Lin Feng might change his life, the answer is quite simple: he was still searching for a master. He knew that there were people in this world whose abilities far surpassed his own, and now this person could very well be the young man standing before him. How could that not make him eager and excited?
Lin Feng was unaware of the thief's thoughts at that moment. However, if he had known, he would have wanted him to leave immediately because Lin Feng was not the kind-hearted type who would casually teach him anything. On the other hand, the skills Lin Feng was currently demonstrating were something others would never learn in their lifetime; after all, he possessed the unique Magic Ring.
“How is it?” Lin Feng didn't know that the thief was thinking about becoming his disciple, but he was confident that his display of skill had intimidated him, so he asked.
“Senior, I was blind to your greatness; please forgive me,” said the thief named Xiao Jin as he hurriedly opened his backpack. To his surprise, the items that had inexplicably disappeared just moments ago were now inexplicably back in his bag. If he still didn't realize that all of this was Lin Feng's doing, then he truly was a fool.
Knowing it was Lin Feng's doing wasn't the main issue; what mattered most was that although the thief considered himself somewhat skilled, he was certain that Lin Feng hadn't moved at all.
The fact that Lin Feng had taken things from his backpack without moving was a concept of a Thief!
It was precisely because of this that the thief thought about becoming Lin Feng's disciple.
“Ha ha... Now you understand?” Although Lin Feng knew that his display of skill would surely intimidate him, seeing someone who had been so arrogant just moments ago now groveling before him gave Lin Feng a sense of accomplishment. It seemed that the Magic Ring really was impressive!
“I understand, Senior!” The thief nodded vigorously in response.
“Are you trying to curse me with age? Calling me Senior when I don't even have a girlfriend yet, do you know that?” Lin Feng said impatiently while casually scratching his ear.
In truth, Lin Feng felt quite pleased to be called Senior; after all, someone who could summon Qian Liexian to deal with him couldn't be an ordinary person. However, at this moment, he needed to maintain a certain demeanor—what people commonly referred to as "posturing." He had to uphold the image of a master.
“Yes, yes, I was wrong. Then how should I address you?” the thief asked again.
"You can just call me Feng Shao!" Lin Feng said after a moment of thought.
"Uh, Feng Shao!" The thief initially wanted to say something more, but considering Lin Feng's strong demeanor, he hesitated to get too familiar, especially since Lin Feng had just been tormenting him a moment ago.
"Alright, you can go now. Remember the father and daughter you saw with me today; they are my friends. Keep an eye out for them in the future. If they suffer any losses in City A, I will come directly to you for answers, understand?" Lin Feng had established his authority and demonstrated his strength, which made the thief relent and reveal his motives for everything he had done. Lin Feng suspected that this thief was not inexperienced in City A.
This was also why Lin Feng decided to show off a bit; by doing so, he ensured that Chen Xinni and her father would be safe in their future activities in City A. Moreover, incidents of petty theft would likely decrease significantly since thieves have their own code of conduct.
All of this stemmed from the fact that Chen Xinni and her father had once helped Lin Feng, and he regarded them as friends. Therefore, he was willing to consider their well-being.
Lin Feng always believed that he was someone who repays kindness and is the type to repay even a small favor with great gratitude.
"Feng Shao, am I really leaving now?" The thief was clearly surprised. He thought someone like Lin Feng wouldn't just let things go between him and Qian Liexian. Given how Lin Feng had showcased his abilities earlier, the thief assumed that Lin Feng would want him to take care of Qian Liexian instead. However, Lin Feng indeed needed the thief's help, though it was not what the thief had expected.
Taking care of two outsiders in City A? Wouldn't that be too easy? For Xiao Jin, this kind of task was child's play; he just needed to give a nod.
It wasn't that Xiao Jin was invincible in the world of thieves in City A; even if there were others who were better than him, they were only slightly superior and still had to give Xiao Jin some face.
"Really? Do you expect me to keep you here for tea?" Lin Feng could roughly guess what Xiao Jin meant and retorted with a hint of anger. Dong Jie was still in the room; Lin Feng had no interest in continuing the conversation with Xiao Jin.
If given a choice between chatting with a beautiful woman or a thief, who would you choose? Unless someone is foolish, they would likely choose the beauty.
Lin Feng wasn't foolish, so he felt quite displeased with the thief being there at that moment. He had said what needed to be said and made all necessary arrangements; what else was there to do?
"Then regarding the matter between you and Qian Liexian, I wonder if there's any way I can help?" Xiao Jin cautiously stated his position and asked carefully.
"Ha ha... Do I need you to deal with him? Hurry up and get lost, go back where you came from." Lin Feng said, growing more impatient.
"Oh, oh, I'm leaving right now." Xiao Jin understood Lin Feng's meaning. The opportunity to curry favor was gone, and there was no reason for him to stay. He could tell that Lin Feng was quite displeased with his presence.
However, after thinking it over, Xiao Jin felt relieved. Who was Lin Feng? Did he need to explain himself to Xiao Jin when he had work to do?
With this thought in mind, Xiao Jin left, determined to pay attention to the Qian Family tomorrow and see what methods Lin Feng would employ.
Xiao Jin certainly wouldn't give up any chance to befriend Lin Feng. He knew that getting close to someone like Lin Feng was difficult; it couldn't be achieved overnight. But he was patient, all for the sake of that coveted skill of taking advantage of opportunities.
Seeing that the annoying thief had finally left, Lin Feng hurriedly walked toward Dong Jie's room and opened the door.
"Ah..." A girl's scream came from inside the room; it was undoubtedly Dong Jie.
"I'm sorry, Jie." Lin Feng froze in place, staring at Dong Jie, who was holding a piece of clothing she was about to put on. In his excitement, he forgot to close his eyes. But he couldn't be blamed; he wasn't in the habit of closing his eyes in such situations.
Dong Jie didn't say anything; her face turned crimson as if it were about to bleed. She didn't ask Lin Feng to close his eyes or leave, nor did she slap him; instead, she put on the clothes she was holding.
By the time Dong Jie finished dressing, Lin Feng had regained his senses. His brain had commanded him to close his eyes, but unfortunately, his eyes refused to obey at that moment, caught in a struggle.
To look or not to look, to close or not to close—this was indeed a dilemma.
Alright, Lin Feng had to admit that his ability to contemplate this issue couldn't match Dong Jie's speed in getting dressed. So, he ended up watching the entire process.
"Is he gone?" Dong Jie asked knowingly after she had finished getting ready. Since the suite had heating, she only wore a long-sleeved shirt. When Lin Feng entered earlier, she had been holding that same shirt. As for why she screamed, that question went unexplained.
Living with Lin Feng, Dong Jie dressed more casually, not needing to wrap herself up completely as if she were trying to fend off a wolf.
Of course, it seemed that Dong Jie had never experienced living in the same suite with another man; it had only ever been Lin Feng, both in the past and present.
"Okay, I'm leaving," Lin Feng said, no longer needing to struggle. Since he had already seen, there was no point in resisting.
"I'm going to watch some TV," Dong Jie said as she passed by Lin Feng, who was still holding the door open, speaking softly. She chose not to mention what had just happened.
Since she didn't bring it up, Lin Feng wouldn't either. He smiled, closed the door, and followed Dong Jie into the living room where the television was.
"Here, take this..." Seeing that Lin Feng had followed her, Dong Jie turned on the TV and handed the remote control to him.
"What do you want me to do with it? Aren't you the one who wants to watch TV?" Lin Feng asked, puzzled by Dong Jie's actions and did not take the remote.
"I'm letting you choose the channel; I’m fine with whatever you pick," Dong Jie explained thoughtfully.
Hearing this from Dong Jie made Lin Feng feel a warm current flow through him. Sister Jie was still so good to him, just as she had always been.
With that in mind, Lin Feng accepted the remote and selected a channel.
Then, the two of them sat on the sofa and started watching TV.
"Lin Feng, do you like watching this?" Dong Jie asked curiously when she saw that he had chosen a soap opera.
"Hehe... as long as you like it," Lin Feng replied casually. Having known Dong Jie for so long, he was well aware of her fondness for soap operas.
In the past, Lin Feng often saw Dong Jie sitting on the sofa, holding snacks in one hand and a remote control in the other, watching soap operas when the store was not busy. For her, this was a form of entertainment.
Perhaps all entertainment could be free like this.
Dong Jie did not speak but instead began to watch television.
Lin Feng also started watching TV, but he wasn't really paying attention; he was observing Dong Jie to see if she showed any signs of being upset. After all, his earlier behavior was indeed thoughtless. He had entered Dong Jie's room without knocking, which was his mistake, so he was worried that she might be angry.
As he watched, Lin Feng noticed that Dong Jie’s face remained calm, showing no signs of distress. However, it was strange that although Dong Jie seemed to be watching TV with her eyes glued to the screen, her facial expression did not change with the plot.
Could it be that Dong Jie wasn’t actually watching TV? Lin Feng wondered.
After observing for a while, Lin Feng casually lifted his right arm and slowly placed it on Dong Jie’s shoulder.
In truth, Dong Jie was fully aware of Lin Feng's actions, but thinking about her unfortunate fate with men, she could only sigh. As long as Lin Feng didn’t do anything excessive, she decided to let it go. She wanted to enjoy the feeling of being together with Lin Feng a little longer; this feeling brought her a sense of satisfaction.
What a easily satisfied good woman!
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