Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 329: Chapter 329: The True Identity of Feng Mo! (4th Update)
Currently, in the Book Collection Pavilion.
The situation was at a standstill.
Moo Lin was in Ling Feng's hands, and those lackeys dared not make a move.
While Ling Feng was calm and composed, Qin Wanwan was extremely nervous and pulled at his sleeve, whispering, "Ling Feng, you can let go now."
She knew Ling Feng was very strong, but Moo Lin was backed by the Prince Rong's Mansion.
That was not an opponent Ling Feng could afford to make an enemy of, was it?
"I'll let go when I'm done." Ling Feng glanced at her, then looked at Moo Lin, "Moo Lin, Qin Wanwan is a member of my East Courtyard. If you harass her again, this Young Prince identity won't be your shield. Do you understand?"
Moo Lin, bleeding from his nose, trembled in rage, "Let go of me, and if I don't settle this score with you, then I am not a man!"
"Alright, I hope you mean what you say!"
Ling Feng smiled coldly. His hands, hidden under the robes, swiftly executed a few moves, his fingers penetrating through the clothes directly into the acupuncture points.
"For someone like you, using the Zi Feng technique comes quite naturally."
Moo Lin thought Ling Feng was simply about to let him off and felt happy about it. However, Ling Feng released Moo Lin moments later, and Moo Lin felt something peculiar. He touched his lower body but couldn't feel anything unusual, only breathing normally.
What had happened?
"Come on, beat me!"
Ling Feng nonchalantly spread out his hands, "What are you still waiting for?"
Moo Lin gritted his teeth, but quickly realized something was wrong. His face rapidly changed colors, going from red to white, and then looking down at his lower body, his face turned ashen.
Just at this time, a commotion broke out from outside the Book Collection Pavilion.
"What happened here?"
In came many students from the Heavenly Position Academy, all drawn by the disturbance within the Book Collection Pavilion.
Seeing Moo Lin's group holding weapons, everyone immediately stepped back.
"This guy hit me!"
Moo Lin, still in shock, pointed at Ling Feng. He didn't actually know what was happening yet, but he could feel that something was off about his body.
"Young Master, I am a disciple of Heavenly Position Academy!" Ling Feng said calmly, his voice resounding throughout the Book Collection Pavilion, "The rules of Heavenly Position Academy state that one must not bring armed personnel into the academy without authorization. I think this is a direct violation!"
"Yes, that's against the rules!"
The surrounding students quickly echoed.
Such a situation was quite beneficial to Ling Feng, as Moo Lin had broken the rules by bringing people in, and the surrounding students could serve as witnesses.
Moo Lin looked around, his face slightly changed. Thinking about it, although the Heavenly Position Academy had his Prince Rong's Mansion standing behind it, the Headmaster of the Heavenly Position Academy was not a figure to be trifled with either. If things stirred up too much, it wouldn't be good for him.
"Hmph! Just you wait, this isn't over!"
Moo Lin stared hard at Ling Feng, then stormed out of the Book Collection Pavilion.
Watching Moo Lin's retreating figure, Ling Feng smiled in amusement, turning to look at Qin Wanwan, "In the future, if this kind of small matter arises, feel free to come to me. As the Chief of the East Courtyard, protecting our members is part of my duty."
Qin Wanwan blinked her watery eyes and burst out laughing. "You were really something back there."
Ling Feng shrugged indifferently, but suddenly realized that Qin Wanwan's smile was actually quite pretty.
"You're not afraid of consequences?" Her beautiful eyes looked at him curiously.
"He's already got what's coming to him." Ling Feng pursed his lips confidently.
What's coming to him meant that Moo Lin likely wouldn't easily seek revenge.
After all, for someone who cherishes his face so much, becoming permanently impotent was equivalent to crippling him.
Of course, Ling Feng still didn't understand the power of that Young Prince's backing.
Just as Ling Feng was about to leave with Qin Wanwan, suddenly a lazy voice came from the staircase.
"The show's over? Then I'll continue reading my book."
Ling Feng involuntarily looked up and froze. Standing on the second floor, holding a book and wearing a slight smile, was none other than his usually mysterious roommate, Feng Mo!
From Feng Mo's tone and bearing, he clearly had heard the commotion earlier and saw the entire confrontation with Moo Lin.
"Brother Feng Mo!"
Qin Wanwan looked up, surprised to see Feng Mo as well. She hadn't expected him to be here too.
Feng Mo leisurely came down from the upper floor, glancing at the stunned Moo Lin in the distance, and casually remarked, "Moo Lin's father, Prince Rong, does have some relationship with the Imperial Family, but he's not exactly an influential figure. He's fine to bully, nothing to fear."
"Brother Feng Mo, you seem to know a lot about the goings-on of the Imperial Family." Qin Wanwan smiled.
"Sort of, since I'm of the Imperial Family too." It was hard to tell if Feng Mo was joking when he said it.
"Haha, Brother Feng Mo, you're so funny!" Qin Wanwan laughed cutely.
Ling Feng looked thoughtfully at Feng Mo.
Unlike Qin Wanwan who thought Feng Mo was joking, Ling Feng's Emperor's Eye had already caught a subtle flash in Feng Mo's eyes—that look was not that of someone joking around.
So... Feng Mo was really from the Imperial Family?
"Who exactly are you?" Ling Feng asked plainly.
Feng Mo slightly raised an eyebrow and smiled at Ling Feng, "Didn't I say? I am Feng Mo."
Ling Feng shook his head, "Tell me, is Feng Mo your real name? Or is it an alias?"
Feng Mo seemed a little surprised that Ling Feng couldn't be easily misled and shrugged, "Moo Feng, Ninth Prince."
"..."
The entire Book Collection Pavilion fell silent. Not only Qin Wanwan, but also the other students who hadn't left were all stunned.
Ninth Prince!
That was the Ninth Prince!
One of the Princes of the Empire, a member of the core Imperial Family, just like that, was living in the same room with Ling Feng?
"What?"
Qin Wanwan's mouth was wide open in shock, her beautiful eyes looking in disbelief at the unassuming Feng Mo who was still holding a book.
She remembered she had seen Feng Mo before, but had never guessed that underneath his ordinary exterior was actually a Prince!
"Ninth Prince..."
Moo Lin, who was about to leave, heard this and turned around, cold sweat dripping.
When had the Ninth Prince arrived!
Compared to the Ninth Prince, Moo Lin's so-called royal bloodline paled into insignificance.
"Get lost!"
Feng Mo lightly swept his gaze over Moo Lin, uttering just this one word.
"Yes! Absolutely!"
Moo Lin hurriedly bowed, and, bringing his lackeys along, scurried away in a hurry.
Watching Moo Lin depart miserably, Qin Wanwan couldn't help but feel her face hurt a little for him. The man was so full of himself before, but now, with just a glance from the Ninth Prince, he was completely deflated!
Just then, Instructor Leng had also heard the commotion and rushed over. Fortunately, by the time he arrived, everything was settled.
"Young Prince..." Instructor Leng greeted Feng Mo with mixed feelings, feeling both honored and helpless that the Ninth Prince had enrolled in his class.
"Don't mind me, just deal with the aftermath," Feng Mo waved his hands casually.
Instructor Leng nodded, understanding tacitly what had happened.

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