# Chapter 39: Nalan Feng
In the dim sky, raindrops continuously fell to the ground, washing the air of Yangzhou City.
Pedestrians ran back and forth swiftly, taking shelter from the heavy rain.
At this moment, a young figure rode a Thousand Mile Snow horse, draped in a black straw rain cape, arriving at the Listening Wind Tavern.
"Take good care of my horse," the young man said to the waiter who came to greet him, then stepped into the Listening Wind Tavern.
Perhaps because of the rain, the Listening Wind Tavern was exceptionally bustling today. The spacious hall on the first floor was packed with all kinds of people, and the clamor of conversation was incessant.
"Have you heard? Just yesterday, Lin Hai, the clan leader of the Lin Clan, and that waste Lin Feng were expelled from the Lin Clan, kicked out."
"Heh, this news has probably spread all over Yangzhou City by now. Do you even need to say it? Now Lin Badao is not only powerful himself, surpassing Lin Hai, but his son and daughter have both reached the Spirit Martial Realm, worthy of being called prodigies. They are far beyond what that waste can compare to. Lin Hai and his son being driven out of the Lin Clan is only natural."
Amidst the noisy discussions, there was naturally much talk about Lin Feng. This made Lin Feng, who had intended to go to the second floor, stop in his tracks and instead sit down in a secluded corner of the first-floor hall.
"The news released by the Lin Clan must be that my father and I are utterly worthless, while Lin Badao's family are all geniuses," Lin Feng sneered inwardly. He had long experienced the shamelessness of Lin Badao and his ilk, so he was not surprised.
"Sir, what would you like to order?" Someone came forward to attend to Lin Feng.
"A bottle of wine, and a few casual dishes," Lin Feng instructed. In no time, the wine and dishes were served, the service very fast.
"I've heard that the Listening Wind Tavern is the best place for news. I wonder if I can learn anything about the City Lord hosting the Yangzhou Martial Gathering," Lin Feng mused to himself as he poured himself a cup of wine and drank alone. The strong liquor immediately burned in his body like a flame. This wine was extremely potent, completely different from the wine he had drunk in his previous life.
Just then, three figures entered the Listening Wind Tavern: one man and two women. As soon as they came in, they firmly attracted the crowd's attention.
The young man naturally held a feather fan, elegant and unrestrained, quite dashing. The woman on the other side wore a green form-fitting outfit. Not only was she imposing, but she was also extremely beautiful, with delicate features and a good figure.
However, the crowd's gaze did not linger on these two. Instead, they stared at the woman in the middle.
Although it was raining, not a single drop of water touched this woman. Her blue long dress carried the tranquility of the sea. Her skin was like jade, of extraordinary beauty, every inch of her figure so captivating. Especially her eyes, clear as water, enchanting the soul. The beautiful young woman standing beside her seemed to pale in comparison.
"Nalan Hai, go on up first. I'll sit down here for a while," the woman in blue spoke, her voice also exceptionally pleasant.
"Alright," Nalan Hai, holding a folding fan, nodded in agreement and then headed straight for the second floor. Meanwhile, the young woman in the green outfit looked around, searching for a suitable seat.
"Miss, it seems there are no seats," the green-clad young woman said after scanning the tavern hall, finding it completely full.
"Miss, wait a moment for me." Seeing Lin Feng sitting alone in the corner, the green-clad young woman's heart stirred, and she walked over to him.
Lin Feng looked up, seeing the green-clad young woman staring at him, and asked, "Is there something?"
"Clang." The green-clad woman threw a piece of silver onto Lin Feng's table and said, "Here's some silver for you. Change your seat. I want this spot."
Lin Feng was taken aback, then a faint smile appeared on his lips. He took out a silver ingot from his person and likewise threw it onto the table.
"What do you mean by that?" The green-clad young woman frowned.
Lin Feng looked up at the green-clad young woman and said indifferently, "You're an eyesore. The silver is yours. Find another spot."
"You..." The green-clad young woman's expression froze, then she said coldly, "What do you mean? Do you know who I am?"
Lin Feng shook his head in exasperation, continuing to pour himself wine and taking a light sip.
"Who you are is none of my damn business."
Looking up, Lin Feng said coldly.
Hearing Lin Feng's unceremonious words, the green-clad young woman released an aura that made Lin Feng's eyes narrow. This young woman was younger than him, yet she had already reached the Eighth Layer of Qi Martial Realm. Her talent was extraordinary, no wonder she was so arrogant and overbearing.
"What, are you scared now?" The green-clad young woman sneered upon seeing Lin Feng's expression.
Lin Feng was stunned again, somewhat speechless.
"Lü'er, stop causing trouble." A gentle voice came. The blue-clad young woman came over and glared at the green-clad young woman.
"Lü'er has always been like this. Please don't take offense," the blue-clad young woman said with a light smile at Lin Feng, making one feel as if a spring breeze had passed. She walked straight to Lin Feng's table and sat down, very naturally.
Lin Feng frowned slightly. He really couldn't detect any apology in the blue-clad young woman's tone. Moreover, it seemed she hadn't obtained his consent before sitting down directly.
"Like master, like servant," Lin Feng said sarcastically.
The blue-clad young woman's eyes froze, and she snorted lightly. Wherever she appeared, people were submissive and gave her face. For her to want to sit with someone was a great honor for that person. Those men would be eager to curry favor with her. She never expected to meet Lin Feng today, who would actually mock her.
"Miss, this kind of person deserves to be taught a lesson," the green-clad young woman released her anger.
"Forget it, Lü'er." The blue-clad young woman shook her head, then stood up: "Since others don't welcome us, we'll just find another spot."
"But some people really don't know their place. You should be more careful in the future."
With that, the blue-clad young woman turned and left.
"Miss Nalan, that fellow doesn't know what's good for him. You are magnanimous and don't stoop to his level, which is admirable. If you don't mind, you can come and sit here." Immediately, someone stood up and invited the blue-clad woman, flattering her highly.
The blue-clad young woman nodded. This time, she did not refuse, causing the one who invited her to be overjoyed.
"This guy is so lucky. Why didn't I think to invite her first?" Someone watching this scene felt immense regret.
"What kind of person is that guy? He really doesn't know what's good for him. For Miss Nalan to want to sit with him is a blessing he couldn't earn in several lifetimes, yet he actually refused. What a piece of trash."
Voices of various kinds continuously reached Lin Feng's ears. Lin Feng shook his head inwardly. The nature of servility existed in every world—currying favor with the powerful and licking boots.
What Lin Feng believed in was simply this: if others respected him, he would respect them. From start to finish, the green-clad young woman and the blue-clad young woman had shown him no respect at all. Was he supposed to warm his face against someone else's cold backside?
From the surrounding discussions, Lin Feng also learned the identity of the blue-clad young woman: the City Lord's only daughter, Nalan Feng, a woman blessed with both beauty and talent.
"This Nalan Feng is somewhat similar to Lin Qian—looking down on everything, not putting others in her eyes, only herself," Lin Feng shook his head inwardly, feeling quite disappointed with Nalan Feng. She did not live up to her reputation; she was far from the perfect image the rumors had painted.
"Miss Nalan, since you're here, why not come up and have a chat? Or do we need to invite you?" A cold voice came from upstairs, causing everyone's expressions to freeze. Who was so bold as to speak in such a tone?
"Heh, Miss Lin has been waiting for a long time. Nalan will come up now," Nalan Feng said with a light laugh, then went upstairs.
"Miss Lin? That must be Lin Qian of the Lin Clan. No wonder she dares to confront Nalan Feng. I've heard that Lin Qian is not what she used to be. She's powerful now and is valued by the Hao Yue Sect."
"That's right, it must be Lin Qian. I didn't expect that among the younger generation of Yangzhou City, the most dazzling would be two women—two pearls vying for brilliance."
The voice that had just come was indeed Lin Qian's. Lin Feng was very familiar with that cold and arrogant tone.
Listening carefully to the crowd's words, Lin Feng also gathered quite a bit of information. It turned out that today, Nalan Feng had invited the most outstanding young talents of Yangzhou City for a gathering. Not only was Lin Qian there, but also the talented descendants of the Gu and Wen families, as well as the gifted rogue cultivator Qiu Lan and others, all upstairs.