## Chapter 21: The Shortcomings of Two Talented Individuals
“Fairytale book under the pillow”
“Privately collected happiness”
A clear and serene woman’s singing voice drifted from the room, but the melody was constantly off-key.
“What feelings did I, a young man, want to express?”
“Lost, forest, little deer”
As the song reached its end, it gradually turned into a rap, with each word pronounced distinctly, making it somewhat comical.
“Will, will I — will I meet a witch?”
“Pfft~” Xia Feng couldn’t help but grin, his lips curling.
“!!!”
The sound in the room stopped abruptly, plunging into dead silence.
Xia Feng’s pupils constricted, “Damn it!” He subconsciously turned to flee.
*Clatter—*
The door swung open and slammed against the wall with a *thud*.
Xia Feng’s escape faltered. He stiffly turned his head. Standing at the door was a maid with short, curly, fuchsia hair, staring at him expressionlessly.
The maid shifted sideways. Behind her, on the podium, a black-dressed woman held a lyric book, also staring at him expressionlessly.
Mu Qingtong’s gaze slowly shifted to the maid, “Fei, what happened?”
“Master, I didn’t sense anyone approaching,” the maid pursed her lips, also confused. With her abilities, she could quickly sense even a Third-stage Spirit Master approaching, not wait until they were at the door.
“Ha~ Uh— I was just passing by~” Xia Feng tapped his head and walked towards the right side of the corridor, “Look at my memory, the restroom should be this way—”
“Fei.”
“Understood!”
With a cold, low shout from the maid, Xia Feng’s vision blurred. Then, like a hen being grabbed by the neck, he was swiftly flung into the classroom, landing precisely on a chair.
*Clang—*
The door was shut forcefully.
They slowly turned around, their faces calm.
“What did you hear?” Mu Qingtong narrowed her golden eyes.
“.”
“What brutality—” Xia Feng pursed his lips and took a deep breath. He adjusted his collar, casually crossed his legs, and tilted his head up with a slight smile, “Obviously, I heard what I should have and what I shouldn’t have.”
Hearing this, a flicker of unnaturalness crossed Mu Qingtong’s face. She bit her red lips, suddenly feeling like killing him.
Singing was her only weakness.
From childhood to adulthood, no matter what she did, she could quickly achieve excellence and then lose interest, finding it dull.
But until she was sixteen—
She randomly became interested in singing and tried it. Then she was stunned. She, the dignified Mu Qingtong, a peerless genius destined to stand above all others, was tone-deaf?!
She refused to believe it, so for the past few years, besides reading and conducting experiments, singing was what she was most interested in during her free time.
She believed she would eventually conquer this domain!
But at this moment, she seemed to have encountered a slight obstacle.
“Miss Mu, you wouldn’t want everyone to know that your singing is terrible, would you?” Xia Feng smiled.
Mu Qingtong’s expression showed no panic at all. Her eyes curved slightly, “Are you threatening me?”
“I just want to make a deal with you.”
Xia Feng said casually, “I can keep my mouth shut, but you have to give me something, like money, Extraordinary Fruits, or Boundless Stones. Oh, Boundless Stones are contraband, let’s forget about that. How about Extraordinary Fruits?”
Looking at Xia Feng’s smiling expression, Mu Qingtong said calmly, “I don’t have Extraordinary Fruits, but I do have Boundless Stones. Do you dare to take them?”
“!”
“Good heavens! You actually have them?” Xia Feng’s expression remained unchanged. He snorted, “What’s there to be afraid of? I dare to ask for them, but do you dare to give them?”
“Oh, then I really don’t dare.”
Mu Qingtong replied indifferently.
“?” Xia Feng choked. Why aren’t you playing by the rules?
“Tch~~” Mu Qingtong’s lips curled slightly, her tone gentle yet laced with mockery, “Mr. Xia, never overestimate yourself, and never underestimate others. You actually wanted Boundless Stones in the first place, didn’t you?”
“.I don’t, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense! Be careful, I’ll sue you for defamation!” Xia Feng denied consecutively, righteously, “This is contraband, why would I want this thing for no reason?!”
Mu Qingtong smiled and casually pulled up a chair, sitting in front of Xia Feng. Her legs crossed beneath her serene black dress, her hands resting on her lap. “Mr. Xia, I think we can have a proper talk now.”
Looking at the woman’s sparkling, curved, beautiful eyes, Xia Feng frowned. He disliked sparring with intelligent people; it made him feel like a brute.
“Alright, then what do you want to talk about—”
Before he could finish, Mu Qingtong interrupted him directly, “Let me give you a piece of information. The ones who assassinated you in the Evil Dragon Forest were from the Black Moon Holy See.”
“?” Xia Feng was stunned, his expression confused. “How do you know someone was after me?”
“You don’t seem surprised at all that the perpetrators were from the Black Moon Holy See?”
“!”
Mu Qingtong didn’t answer but nodded thoughtfully to herself, murmuring, “It seems you might have already learned this information from the assassin. So, you really managed to counter-kill that Second-stage assassin in such a short time?”
Mu Qingtong had initially doubted Xia Feng’s ability to counter-kill the assassin so quickly. After all, there was a high probability that Xia Feng had escaped through some unknown means.
But now, it seemed Xia Feng had indeed quickly counter-killed the Second-stage assassin and even obtained information about the Black Moon Holy See from him. This indicated that the Second-stage assassin likely begged for mercy, which was rather unbelievable.
“. ” Xia Feng choked, almost suffocating. “Fine, fine, fine, so you want to play like this!”
“I’m being sincere with you, and you’re playing mind games with me,” Xia Feng decided to remain silent lest this wicked woman extort more information from him!
“How did you counter-kill him?” Mu Qingtong stared curiously at Xia Feng, asking repeatedly.
Seeing Xia Feng turn his head away and refuse to speak, Mu Qingtong didn’t mind. She had plenty of time to uncover this guy’s secrets.
Thinking this, her lips curled, and she felt a surge of pleasure. Her only weakness was her terrible singing; however, this opponent also had a flaw—his intelligence was only at a normal level.
Round three, a draw!
Mu Qingtong secretly noted the situation in her heart.
As for the first round, their Spirit Pressure was evenly matched—a draw.
The second round was appearance; she admitted, this young man’s attractiveness could rival hers—a draw.
Three rounds, three draws. Things were getting more and more interesting.
She leaned back in her chair, her forearm resting on the table, her lace gloves supporting her cheek. “Mr. Xia, do you want to know who within the Holy See sent someone to assassinate you?”
Xia Feng showed no emotion, his face blank. “You know?”
“Information exchange. Tell me how you counter-killed the assassin?” Mu Qingtong said leisurely.
“Goodbye.” Xia Feng got up and left.
Mu Qingtong silently watched the young man’s departing back. Just as he stepped over the threshold, she suddenly spoke, “Yan Xujia, a Second-stage Knight of the Holy See.”
Yan Xujia? Xia Feng stopped in his tracks, frozen. He clearly remembered that name. Cha Nai Xue had three Guardian Knights—Yin, Panda, and Yan Xujia!
After a moment of silence, Xia Feng slowly turned around. He naturally wouldn’t believe her words easily, but he also silently kept the matter in mind.
“Where did you get this information?”
“You don’t need to know that.”
Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes under her gold-rimmed half-frame glasses. “However, I’ve warned you this much, but you still don’t seem to understand why Cha Nai Xue’s subordinate wanted to kill you?”
“This— should I understand it?” Xia Feng looked genuinely confused.
He had no enmity with Cha Nai Xue, and had barely spoken a few words to her subordinates. He really couldn’t figure out when he had offended Cha Nai Xue’s faction.
Seeing Xia Feng’s bewildered look, Mu Qingtong nodded thoughtfully. “That’s right. This matter is a secret known only to the high-ranking officials of the Black Moon Holy See. It’s normal for you not to understand.”
Xia Feng pursed his lips and returned to his seat, saying earnestly, “I wish to hear the details.”
