灵气崩坏：地球上最后一个修炼者

8

Lin Feng gazed at the number on the note, a myriad of emotions stirring within him.

After a moment's hesitation, he made his way toward the door of the private room, clutching the note.

"Lin Feng, the event is about to begin. Where are you going?" Yun Jingchu, who had been keeping a close watch on Lin Feng, called out loudly.

If Lin Feng left now, who would Yun Jingchu flaunt himself in front of tonight?

But Lin Feng seemed to ignore him completely and walked out of the room!

D*mn it!

Yun Jingchu clenched his fists. His anger made him wish he could immediately gather a group to trample Lin Feng underfoot!

A social parasite, a mere ant!

How dare he act so arrogantly?

Dare to disregard me time and again?

"Director Yun, he's just an insignificant figure. There's no need to pay him any mind!" A school official, noticing the situation, spoke up.

"Jingchu, you and Lin Feng come from different worlds... he's not worth your attention," Zhao Shuang'er added gently.

"Hehe... You've misunderstood! I'm merely concerned about my hospitality. Lin Feng might be in a bad state of mind, but I value relationships deeply. He was once my classmate, and I cannot afford to lose face for him."

Yun Jingchu's smile returned, but his eyes held a glint of coldness. Lin Feng had thoroughly offended him by repeatedly causing him embarrassment!

Without hesitation, he pulled out his phone and sent a message.

...

After leaving the private room, Lin Feng found a secluded corner and dialed the number on the note with his phone.

There was no turning back now; he had to face it.

He had made up his mind! If Chen Yinuo was truly struggling, he would win her back!

To love someone is to embrace all their flaws!

Moreover, it was he who had wronged her.

The call was answered quickly.

"Hello?"

Chen Yinuo's voice on the other end was raspy, sounding less like that of a thirty-year-old woman and more like a woman weathered by hardship!

"It's me!"

Lin Feng's voice trembled slightly. "Yinuo, it's Lin Feng! I'm back..."

There was a long silence on the other end before the call was abruptly ended.

Lin Feng, undeterred, redialed, but this time, the call was not even connected.

"Yinuo..."

Lin Feng clenched his fists, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

...

Meanwhile, in a dim, cramped basement, Chen Yinuo clutched an old mobile phone, sitting on the bed, silent tears streaming down her face.

Had it been before, she would have furiously berated Lin Feng over the phone, demanding to know where he had been all these years and why he had disappeared without a trace.

But after seeing Lin Feng embracing two young women during the day, her heart had died completely.

It wasn't that she no longer trusted Lin Feng, but what reason did she have to believe in him now?