Chapter 185: The Beautiful Woman
When the crowd saw the Second Prince's attitude toward Lin Feng, some even felt a hint of jealousy in their hearts. What had Lin Feng done to deserve Duan Wuya's such high regard, personally introducing everyone to him?
After finishing the introductions, Second Prince Duan Wuya picked up the jade wine cup on the table and raised it high, saying, "Brother Lin, come, let us drink a toast together with all these talented young men and women."
Wen Aoxue, who was beside Lin Feng, helped him fill his cup and said with a smile, "Lin Feng, come and taste the Longing Wine, Drunken Longing."
At this moment, Lin Feng was also puzzled. Duan Wuya had been too attentive to him, helping him several times, and now inviting him to this gathering of nobles and aristocrats. He had no idea what the intent was.
However, since Duan Wuya had been very courteous to him, he had no reason to refuse. He nodded slightly, not being pretentious, and raised the jade wine cup. A wisp of rich aroma drifted into his nose.
Many people raised their cups. Although most of them harbored no goodwill toward Lin Feng, since the Second Prince had spoken, they still had to show face.
However, not everyone would be so proper. At this moment, that young man from the Yue Clan, Yue Tianchen, remained unmoved, his cup still sitting on the table.
Not only him, but Yu Tianxing also made no move, simply watching the crowd raise their cups.
Lin Feng had once beaten him up in public; how could Yu Tianxing drink with Lin Feng?
As for that son of Duan Tianlang, Duan Hai, he actually raised his cup and bowed slightly to Lin Feng, smiling, "Your Highness, you've introduced us to Young Master Lin, but we still don't know who Young Master Lin is. Which great family's descendant is this Young Master Lin?"
Hearing this, Lin Feng's gaze fell on Duan Han. Duan Han had personally accompanied Duan Tianlang to Cloud Sea Sect, annihilating the sect, and had even fought Lin Feng. How could he not recognize Lin Feng?
Duan Han said this now only to belittle Lin Feng, because he knew that Lin Feng had no significant background and could not compare to anyone present. The gap in status was enormous.
Duan Wuya's gaze froze slightly as he glanced at Duan Han, but then another voice rang out.
"Brother Duan Han, why ask so clearly? Just drink up. Brother Lin Feng probably hasn't tasted what Longing Wine is like before, right? After all, this Longing Forest isn't a place just anyone can enter."
The speaker was Meng Chong. His voice was sinister, and the thick sarcasm was obvious to everyone.
Many showed surprised expressions. It seemed Lin Feng had offended quite a few people.
"Who is your brother?" Lin Feng's gaze swept over Meng Chong, his voice cold, making the crowd's eyes freeze.
"It's true that I've never been to this Longing Forest, and I've never tasted Longing Wine, but I, Lin Feng, haven't sunk so low as to call a scum like you my brother."
Lin Feng's words were direct and harsh, causing Meng Chong's face to stiffen. He had deliberately mocked Lin Feng's low status, but the low-status Lin Feng said he hadn't sunk so low as to call him brother, and even used the word "scum," meaning that Meng Chong, even compared to the low-status Lin Feng, was inferior.
The crowd showed amused expressions. It seemed there would be some good drama. Lin Feng came here and was still so arrogant; he certainly had guts.
How could they know that Meng Chong's behavior at the auction that day had already made Lin Feng equate him with scum and beasts, a complete degenerate.
"Your Highness, you've seen it. It's not that I won't drink, but that someone is being ungrateful." Meng Chong stared coldly at Lin Feng, slamming his cup heavily onto the sandalwood table, the wine in the jade cup splashing out.
"Do you even have any face to give?" Lin Feng sneered, then stopped looking at Meng Chong, causing Meng Chong's face to turn ashen. His gaze at Lin Feng seemed to want to devour him.
"Whether you drink this cup or not is up to you. I'll drink mine first." Duan Wuya lifted his cup, brought the jade vessel to his lips, and drank it all in one go, very refreshing. The smile on his face was always so gentle, without any of the overbearing arrogance of a prince, making people feel easy to get close to and get along with.
Lin Feng brought his cup forward, then also lifted the jade vessel and drained the wine. He, Lin Feng, had never been one to be pretentious.
The fragrance of the wine entered his mouth, and a cool sensation spread through his body, sweet and moist. Lin Feng's eyes slightly closed as he savored it. In this wine, there truly seemed to contain a hint of longing, making his heart settle down, his mind becoming ethereal, peering into the deepest longing in his heart.
"What an amazing wine." Lin Feng exclaimed in admiration. The wine actually contained artistic conception. The person who brewed this wine was no ordinary person.
Longing Wine, Drunken Longing—it was not an empty phrase.
At this moment, the crowd who had raised their cups also drank their wine, slightly closing their eyes to experience that faint trace of longing.
Wen Aoxue turned her gaze, her beautiful eyes falling on Lin Feng, and she smiled, "Lin Feng, drinking Longing Wine, seeing the one you long for. I wonder which woman you saw in your heart just now."
Lin Feng smiled and asked back, "And you? Who did you see?"
"Me?" A strange look flashed in Wen Aoxue's eyes, and then a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. A hint of loneliness even emanated from him.
"Longing without tears. The person I saw, she wouldn't take a liking to me."
Lin Feng was stunned, a smile appearing on his face. It seemed this Wen Aoxue was a sentimental person, which was quite rare.
In the world of martial artists, people pursued the martial path more intensely than any other emotion, including love.
Of course, the martial world also had some people who valued love even more than martial arts.
"Alright, we've all finished our drinks, but our main character for today hasn't arrived yet. It seems I need to go urge them." Duan Wuya said to the crowd with a smile, causing many people's eyes to tremble, a hint of anticipation appearing in them. They naturally knew who Duan Wuya was referring to as the main character.
If anyone didn't know, it would be Lin Feng alone.
His gaze flickered, and Lin Feng glanced at Duan Wuya, who was sitting in the seat of honor. Beside him, there was indeed an empty seat, prepared for someone else. It should be the main character Duan Wuya had mentioned.
But this main character could actually sit on equal footing with Duan Wuya, meaning their status was also extremely prominent.
Even the people from the Yue Clan and the Yu Clan were only sitting at the lower guest seats.
At this moment, Duan Wuya stood up, nodded slightly to the crowd, and then stepped out, disappearing from the pavilion in an instant. In just a moment, the crowd saw Duan Wuya already at the other end of the redwood corridor.
After Duan Wuya left, the crowd remained seated in their original places, but Lin Feng clearly noticed that many people's eyes sparkled with intense anticipation, especially Yue Tianchen. His eyes flickered with light, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, as if he was deliberately shaping himself to look good.
Of course, there were also those who stared coldly at Lin Feng, like Meng Chong, Duan Han, and Yu Tianxing, but they were all ignored by Lin Feng.
"The Second Prince went to greet them personally. Who is coming?" Lin Feng looked at Wen Aoxue beside him, a little curious.
Wen Aoxue smiled and replied, "You'll know soon enough."
Lin Feng shook his head slightly. This guy was still keeping him in suspense.
The crowd in the pavilion began to murmur among themselves. From their conversations, Lin Feng gathered that the person Duan Wuya went to greet was a woman, and a very beautiful woman at that, one who seemed to make all these noble young men's hearts flutter.
After sitting quietly for a while, the crowd suddenly fell silent. Lin Feng turned his gaze toward the redwood corridor, and then he saw two figures walking slowly.
The one walking in front was Second Prince Duan Wuya, and the figure following behind him was indeed a woman.
She wore a green long dress, her black hair draped over her shoulders. With each light step, it seemed to draw the hearts of the crowd.
"What a beautiful woman." Lin Feng looked at her perfect face and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Her skin was whiter than snow, as if it would break at the slightest touch. Her features were so delicate that no flaw could be found. She was like an orchid in a secluded valley, wherever she appeared, one could feel the faint fragrance permeating the space.
"Xinye, come." Duan Wuya walked across the corridor, pausing slightly to let the young woman go first.
The young woman said nothing, lifted her steps, and moved forward slowly. At the same time, most of the people in the pavilion stood up.
"Princess!" A series of gentle voices sounded. The faces of these talented young men all showed warm, handsome smiles, as if trying to win the beauty's favor. But the young woman only nodded lightly, not looking at them, walking straight ahead with an ethereal demeanor.