With that voice, before the Old Man-faced Ape, which was already sprawled on the ground, could even get up, a foot descended from the sky and landed squarely on its back.
It violently spat out a mouthful of blood, followed by several more, its ferocious expression twisting into one of agony. Its large mouth opened and closed weakly, unable to make a sound.
The team members were also stunned by the scene. They dumbfoundedly scanned the motionless apes before turning their wide-eyed gazes to the young man standing atop the Old Man-faced Ape.
His skin was fair, his figure tall and slender, his features breathtakingly beautiful, and his eyes clear. But at this moment, his face showed anger—his delicate brows slightly furrowed, his cheeks faintly flushed with rage—making him even more captivating.
But that was only under normal circumstances.
Right now, they had come to explore this mountain, suspected to be the Beckoning Mountain, in order to rescue someone. They had encountered a group of troublesome monkeys, especially that old ape, which was clearly at level 7.8! And just as they were about to be surrounded by the monkeys, a beautiful young man descended from the heavens and effortlessly crushed the “7.8” beneath his foot… If they weren’t dreaming, who knew if this person was friend or foe?
The only one who recognized him, Deputy Captain Fang, couldn’t help but glance at their captain in astonishment.
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Yan Zhen stepped on the old ape, furious.
To avoid making Dan Zai too angry, he had deliberately slowed his pace. But because he arrived just a tiny bit late, some ugly creature had dared to bully Dan Zai and offend his eyes—unforgivable!
And those hideous things in the trees were even more detestable.
Thinking this, Yan Zhen slightly mobilized the power of his “Little Brother”—he could recognize this mountain as the Beckoning Mountain, his forever-untransformed Little Brother—and directly “suppressed” the monkeys.
Then, Yan Zhen nervously examined Lin Yangfeng and let out a small sigh of relief.
Good, good. Dan Zai was fine, completely unharmed.
Lin Yangfeng had no mind to acknowledge Fang Zhenbang’s stare. The moment he saw Yan Zhen, his face momentarily blanked: “What are you doing here?”
Yan Zhen jumped off the Old Man-faced Ape, his angry expression melting into a bright smile as he walked toward Lin Yangfeng: “I told you I was coming.”
Lin Yangfeng: “…”
He only remembered this pervert moaning and groaning, not saying anything about coming.
Though this wasn’t entirely unexpected.
Yan Zhen had already reached Lin Yangfeng. He rummaged in his sleeve and pulled out a large food box, placing it on Lin Yangfeng’s lap: “Eat? It’s still warm.”
The team members looked on in horror.
Fang Zhenbang hurriedly whispered an explanation about Yan Zhen’s identity—after all, though he had previously sent people to approach Yan Zhen, the attempts had failed. Yan Zhen clearly disliked such approaches, so Fang Zhenbang had stopped sending people to cozy up to him. Thus, not everyone in the Special Affairs Bureau knew about Yan Zhen.
Lin Yangfeng was indeed a little hungry, but he was long accustomed to this level of hunger. Now, seeing the food box and sensing the surging Spiritual Energy within, he uncomfortably lifted the lid—a rich aroma instantly wafted out!
The first layer of the box contained a steamed fish—a fish with a serpent’s tail, its flesh snow-white, looking incredibly tender and undoubtedly delicious.
But…
The food box had ten layers, packed full with dishes—far more than just one or two. There was no place to set them all out.
Lin Yangfeng’s movements paused slightly.
Yan Zhen noticed and suddenly understood. He turned to look at the monkeys in the trees. Without much thought, he reached out and made a grasping motion in the air. Instantly, a large, muscular ape was forcibly yanked down and pressed onto the ground in front of Lin Yangfeng. The ape sprawled flat, exposing its broad, hairy, yet relatively clean back.
Then, Yan Zhen rummaged in his sleeve and pulled out a large slab of jade, placing it flat on the ape’s back. Next, he carefully took out the dishes from the food box one by one, arranging them neatly on the jade slab.
Yan Zhen beamed cheerfully. “Time to eat!”
Lin Yangfeng said nothing. He picked up his bowl and chopsticks, swiftly devouring the food with practiced efficiency.
Meanwhile—
*Gurgle…*
The sound of growling stomachs came from not too far away.
The team members hadn’t eaten much since climbing the mountain. Aside from Bai Lingling, who had just nibbled on something, the rest were practically starving. If no one had food, they could endure it. But less than five meters away, someone was feasting—the rich aroma of the meal was downright torturous. When else would their stomachs protest if not now? What made it worse was that if it were just their ordinary teammates eating, they would’ve ganged up on them and snatched the food without hesitation. But the one enjoying the meal was their terrifying captain…
So…
They had no choice but to…
Endure it.
The team members reluctantly tore their gazes away and silently turned their backs.
They wouldn’t look. They wouldn’t think about it. They wouldn’t… They had no chance to eat anyway.
T_T
Bai Lingling acted quickly, plucking a handful of Zhu Yu grass from the weeds nearby. She distributed a stalk or two to each person, whispering, “Stop staring. Eat something.”
The team members clutched their stomachs and accepted Bai Lingling’s kindness, stuffing the Zhu Yu grass into their mouths and chewing gloomily. Forget others eating meat while they drank soup—this was others enjoying a feast while they gnawed on grass…
·
Lin Yangfeng finished eating in under five minutes.
Yan Zhen diligently packed up the food box and then obediently stood to the side, silently conveying, *I won’t disturb your work.*
Lin Yangfeng’s eyelid twitched at how quickly Yan Zhen retreated.
Fang Zhenbang, after “eating grass,” finally stopped his stomach from growling and dared to approach, awaiting Lin Yangfeng’s orders.
Lin Yangfeng didn’t waste words. He wheeled himself in front of the Old Man-faced Ape, which was barely clinging to life, and asked coldly, “Speak. What happened to the people who came here before?”
The Old Man-faced Ape let out a hoarse laugh, intending to show defiance. But the moment the thought arose, an overwhelming sense of danger prickled its fur, forcing it to immediately look at Yan Zhen—it still remembered how this seemingly young human had crushed it underfoot, as heavy as a mountain, leaving it immobile and nearly shattering its bones. Instinctively, it assumed the threat came from Yan Zhen.
However, when the ape looked at Yan Zhen, it was horrified to find that the man now exuded no aura at all, appearing completely docile and harmless—something beyond the ape’s comprehension! It whipped its head back toward Lin Yangfeng and finally noticed a faint but steadily intensifying pressure emanating from him. At first, it was weak, but it rapidly grew stronger… and then terrifying!
The old ape was filled with terror, suddenly remembering that it was no match for the man in the wheelchair before it—the very man its racial instincts had failed to immediately recognize as disabled. The fact that his aura seemed weak didn’t mean he was weak; rather, he had concealed his aura from the start… perhaps precisely to lure them out!
Countless thoughts raced through its mind, but the old ape’s expression ultimately settled into one of submission and fawning.
“T-two gentlemen…”
Lin Yangfeng suppressed his anger. “No nonsense.”
The old ape immediately sped up its speech. “Our kind are not man-eating beasts. Those people were invited back by my children and are now mining in the Jade Mine on the shaded side of the mountain. You must believe us—we’ve taken great care of every single one.”
Lin Yangfeng’s eyebrow twitched, and he closed his eyes briefly. If this old monkey kept spouting nonsense, he wouldn’t be able to hold back from striking it.
Having lived for so many years, the old ape could read Lin Yangfeng’s expression perfectly. It hurriedly blurted out the rest: “Not a single one missing or dead. If you want them, we can deliver them to you, or you can go see for yourself.”
Then it shut its mouth.
Lin Yangfeng scoffed coldly.
Yan Zhen had quietly moved behind Lin Yangfeng, resting his hands on the wheelchair’s backrest. As for that large bundle? He had crumpled it up and stuffed it into his sleeve.
Lin Yangfeng noticed and shot him an exasperated look.
So, what was the point of packing all that trivial stuff for him before the trip? Just to make him haul it all the way here through countless hardships?