Urban Evil Suppression: Incorporating the Stone Hard Template

Ling Feng's unusual calmness was highly abnormal.

This only made Chu Tianxiong more confused: "Why don't you hate them at all?"

Ling Feng smiled and countered, "Would you hate a stranger for no reason?"

"Of course not!" Chu Tianxiong shook his head.

Ling Feng leaned back lazily against the sofa back and said casually:

"That settles it!"

Upon hearing this answer, Chu Tianxiong suddenly found it somewhat amusing, and also somewhat understanding:

"So, in your mind, Ling Hai and Liu Fengying were already no different from strangers."

Ling Feng shrugged and replied casually, "Twenty years of estrangement..."

Even if there's a blood relation, what's the difference between them and strangers?

"That's true!" Chu Tianxiong lit a cigarette in his hand and started puffing away with Ling Feng.

"But since you're treating them like strangers, why did you go back to the Ling family?"

"Because they gave so much."

"What do you mean?"

"Ling Hai paid!" Ling Feng smiled, his tone straightforward and frank.

"As long as I agree to go back to the Ling family for a marriage alliance, one hundred million will be deposited into my account immediately."

"Pfft—cough cough..."

Chu Tianxiong choked on the smoke he had just inhaled, coughing for a while while clutching his chest.

It took him a long time to calm down, his face still showing a look of astonishment.

"Just...just because of this?"

"Otherwise what?"

Are you short of money?

"Is that even a question?" Ling Feng scoffed. "I'm just a kid from the countryside..."

Life was already tight, so being short of money was perfectly normal.

With this generous reward, it's like buying off the last vestiges of family ties—why not?

Upon hearing this, Chu Tianxiong was momentarily at a loss for words.

The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back down. After a long while, she finally spoke softly:

Do you know how much money the Ling family has?

"I don't know!" Ling Feng smiled, appearing indifferent.

"However, judging from the size of the Ling Group, it should be worth several tens of billions!"

"Over 45 billion!"

Chu Tianxiong gave Ling Feng a number, hoping to find a ripple on his face.

Unfortunately, he failed. Apart from raising an eyebrow, Ling Feng's expression was not very revealing.

"Tsk...they're really rich!"

Chu Tianxiong pressed on, "Aren't you even a little bit tempted?"

"That's not my money!" Ling Feng's eyes were clear; he had not been blinded by the enormous wealth.

"Are you really willing to just watch everything slip away and be handed over to someone else?"

Looking at the frankness in his eyes, Chu Tianxiong felt a pang of pity for him:

"If the babies weren't switched at birth, then you will be the one to inherit this fortune!"

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in this world!

Ling Feng twirled the teacup with his fingertips, causing the tea to ripple.

Chu Tianxiong said with great emotion, "You seem to have a very open-minded attitude."

"What is destined to be yours will be yours, and what is not, you cannot force."

Ling Feng reached out and dusted off his sleeves, his smile still relaxed.

"What doesn't belong to me, no matter how glamorous, I can't keep even if I hold it in my hand. It's better to let go of it."

"Ling Hai's biggest mistake in life was probably giving up on you, his own son."

Chu Tianxiong gazed at Ling Feng's calm profile, his tone tinged with a hint of melancholy:

"Forget about that... let's talk about something else, you and I!"

"Is there anything else you'd like to talk about?"

"Let's talk about your skills!"

"What's there to talk about?"

"How could there not be?" Chu Tianxiong's eyes lit up at this question.

"When did you learn these esoteric arts?"

Ling Feng stubbed out his cigarette, leaned back on the sofa, and half-jokingly made up a story:

"I've been learning since I was little, for many years now!"

"You've been hiding it quite well. When I had people investigate you, they couldn't find any of this."

"It's not that they can't find out, but did you believe in these things before?"

"That's true!" Chu Tianxiong nodded repeatedly, casually extinguishing the shovel in his hand.

"If Lianxin and the others hadn't caused this mess, I wouldn't have believed that ghosts really exist!"

"That settles it then!"

"You mentioned earlier that you had some health problems, what exactly happened?"

After going around in circles for a while, Chu Tianxiong finally brought the topic back to the one thing he cared about most.

Ling Feng glanced at him, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Actually, there's nothing that can't be said."

Because of his eagerness to achieve quick results and his forced breakthrough, he suffered some backlash!

"Is it serious?" Chu Tianxiong asked hurriedly, his tone filled with worry.

"Don't worry about that!" Ling Feng waved his hand dismissively.

"It's just that I feel weak all over, nothing serious."

Chu Tianxiong finally breathed a sigh of relief, after all, vengeful ghosts are no joke.

"If... your body fully recovers, what are your chances of defeating that vengeful ghost?"

"About 80-90%!"

Ling Feng stroked his chin, his tone tinged with caution; he dared not speak too confidently.

Although he could overwhelm the fierce ghosts in terms of cultivation level, he lacked practical experience.

It's always good to leave some room for maneuver, so that if things go wrong in the end, you won't have to embarrass yourself.

Upon hearing the "80-90%" chance of winning, Chu Tianxiong's tense shoulders visibly relaxed.

"That vengeful ghost... will it definitely come tonight?"

"Yes! Judging from the signs on Zhao Wenliang and the other two, it's basically a done deal."

"Don't you need to do any preparation?"

"What preparations?"

"Setting up an altar and performing rituals! Setting up an incense table, drawing talismans and all that—isn't that how it's always shown on TV?"

"You said it yourself, that's what's shown on TV!" Ling Feng was utterly speechless.

"Besides, we're only blocking that evil spirit for now, there's no need to make such a big commotion."

"Once I'm fully recovered, we'll see if we need to set up an altar and perform rituals."

After saying this, Ling Feng turned and ran away without looking back. He never expected this.

This so-called father-in-law, usually such a serious person...

They're surprisingly gossipy and talkative in private; once they start chatting, it's like they can't stop.

……

As time passed, a day quickly came to an end.

After nightfall, Chu Lianxin and her three companions, along with their parents, all gathered in the living room.

Although the living room was brightly lit, the atmosphere was inexplicably somewhat oppressive.

Because they knew very well that tonight was destined to be anything but peaceful.

Especially Zhao Wenliang and his two companions, along with their parents, looked extremely anxious.

Chu Lianxin's gaze fell on Ling Feng beside her, observing his calm and composed demeanor.

A complex look, which even she herself couldn't understand, flashed in her eyes, as if she were meeting him for the first time.