I manage female characters in all the heavens.

There stood a young woman wearing a black suit skirt and a white flower pinned to her chest.

Her long, jet-black hair was pulled back, revealing a delicate and serene face.

Her skin was very fair and delicate, and against the backdrop of her black clothes, it looked even more like the finest mutton fat jade.

She stood there, upright and indifferent, like a pine tree standing tall in the wind and snow, both proud and captivating.

Luo Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

Liu, Liu Ting?!

How could it be her?!

What is she doing here?! And standing in that spot?!

As is well known, the host of a memorial service is usually a relative or friend of the deceased.

Liu Ting presided over the memorial service for Academician Gao Jiyuan, which means—

Is Academician Gao Jiyuan related to Liu Ting? Perhaps even extremely closely?!

Luo Feng's brain raced in that instant, and a "Holy crap!" almost popped out of his throat, but thankfully he managed to hold it back.

He stood there blankly in the line to present flowers, staring intently at "Liu Ting" without moving.

His mind was in complete chaos, and he had no idea how to react.

Following the normal procedure, you simply offer incense, bow, and leave.

But he now discovers that the dead bigwig was connected to Liu Ting, and that Liu Ting even opened and hosted the memorial service.

Is it appropriate for me, as a friend, to simply bow a few times and leave like everyone else?

How about a grander ceremony? Wouldn't three kowtows and nine prostrations be a bit too much?

But if I just bow, won't it seem insincere?

What if Liu Ting thinks I'm not a good friend? How will we get along in the future?

Just as Luo Feng was in a state of confusion and caught between a rock and a hard place, a deep voice, tinged with surprise, rang in his ear:

"Luo Feng, didn't you just become a formal martial artist in August? You know the Queen? You kid, you don't happen to have some kind of relationship with Her Majesty the Queen, do you?"

Luo Feng snapped out of his daze and realized that Gao Feng was looking at him with a meaningful gaze.

Gao Feng was also surprised when he saw "Liu Ting" just now, because he found that the woman in front of him was actually the Queen, whom more than half of the martial artists in Jiangnan Base City had been searching for for a long time without success!

Two months ago, thanks to the Queen's guidance, he finally broke through to the intermediate-level warrior. His gratitude to her was beyond words. Now that they met, he almost couldn't help but shout out loud.

However, he knew that the occasion and time were inappropriate, so instead of shouting "Queen, whip me!" like he had done in the HR Alliance lobby, he pretended not to know her.

Otherwise, it would be one thing if the person died, but it would be another if they caused a scene at the memorial service and offended Her Majesty the Queen.

"Your Majesty...?" Luo Feng was bewildered. Captain, what on earth are you talking about?

Is this a word you should be uttering?

"You don't know? Could it really be related to Her Majesty the Queen?" Gao Feng asked in a low voice.

Luo Feng nodded and lowered his voice, "My high school classmate, um... a good friend."

Gao Feng: "..."

He took a deep breath, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

You little brat, you're actually Her Majesty the Queen's classmate and friend! Why didn't you say so earlier!

Damn it, I'm so jealous! Why am I not Her Majesty's classmate?!

I really hate that I was born ten years too early!

Luo Feng patted his captain, who was lost in jealousy, and asked in a low voice, "Captain, what's going on with Your Majesty? I didn't know Liu Ting had such a title?"

Gao Feng was in tears, his sorrow overflowing: "I was beaten by Her Majesty the Queen more than a dozen times, and only today did I learn her real name from you. This pain..."

He briefly explained the glorious deeds of the Tea Bar Queen to Luo Feng. Upon learning that Liu Ting had single-handedly trained over thirty warriors in just one month while working part-time at the HR Alliance, Luo Feng was immediately heartbroken.

What did I miss?!

However, the eldest daughter of the Liu family went to work part-time at the HR Alliance as a bar manager. Could it be that the Liu family has encountered some difficulties?

Luo Feng felt heavy-hearted. He had received so much kindness from Liu Ting, yet he hadn't even paid attention to the situation of Liu Ting's family.

What exactly happened that made Liu Ting choose to work?

I really want to help her!

No, I have to ask later!

Chapter 272 A Mountain of Knives and a Sea of ​​Fire, the Young Lady's Words!

Seeing that his team's new member, Luo Feng, was staring blankly at the Queen, and that the Queen was also looking at Luo Feng and barely glancing at anyone else, Gao Feng immediately realized that their relationship was quite close!

Good lad, you have such strong connections, yet you've never mentioned it to them.

As a senior academician, Gao Jiyuan's status was comparable to that of a high-ranking war god. The fact that Liu Ting was able to preside over his memorial service indicates that they had a close relationship, and she was also a very important figure.

This kind of big shot is actually Luo Feng's high school classmate and friend?!

Gao Feng suddenly realized that recruiting Luo Feng into the Fire Hammer Squad was the wisest decision he had ever made.

Now, not only have they gained a potential backer, but they also have the opportunity to continue seeking guidance from the Queen through Luo Feng.

That's great!

Seeing that it was time to pay respects, Gao Feng patted Luo Feng on the shoulder and whispered, "Offer flowers and bow first. If you have anything to say, we can talk privately after the ceremony. Don't stand here and disturb the people behind you."

Luo Feng then came to his senses, quickly composed himself, and followed his teammates forward, respectfully presenting the flowers and bowing deeply three times.

Then, he turned and quickly walked to the side.

"Liu Ting" stood there, calmly watching the mourners come and go.

Yu Qiaoqiao stood beside her, holding a tablet and using a form to record the names of the people who came to pay their respects.

Liu Ting had previously told her that she had to write down the names of everyone who came to pay their respects to Gao Jiyuan, so that when they died, Yu Qiaoqiao would also have to pay her respects as a return gesture.

It was originally a joke, but Yu Qiaoqiao took it seriously and actually started making spreadsheets and recording information. There were tens of thousands of people, and she took photos, identified, and recorded them one by one. Her technique was surprisingly skillful, and she didn't miss a single one.

Seeing that Yu Qiaoqiao had also remembered Luo Feng, "Liu Ting" really wanted to tell Yu Qiaoqiao that it was unnecessary. Even if the universe were destroyed, Luo Feng would not be destroyed. There was no way she would have the opportunity to mourn him.

However, thinking of the original novel where Luo Feng was trapped in the No. 9 ancient civilization ruins and everyone thought he was dead and held a funeral for him, "Liu Ting" shut up again.

Who says funerals are only for the dead? Our Lord Luo can hold a funeral just as well while he's alive!

It seems I'll have to pay my respects to Luo Feng when the time comes; it's a matter of courtesy and social etiquette.

Sensing someone approaching, Liu Ting turned her head: "You're here?"

Her tone was calm, as if she had expected him to come.

Luo Feng opened his mouth, but found his voice was a little dry: "Liu Ting... what is your relationship with Academician Gao?"

Liu Ting was not very satisfied: "You should have replied 'I'm here'."

Luo Feng rolled his eyes: "You still have the mind to joke at a time like this? Hurry up and tell me!"

"He is my teacher."

Liu Ting's answer was concise, but her tone carried an undeniable certainty: "Although we never formally became his apprentices, he was a good teacher who treated me with all his heart and soul, and he even wanted to leave his entire estate to me."

"So, it's not wrong for you to treat him like your father."

Liu Wentao, who was not far away, looked up and asked, "?"

Hearing Liu Ting's explanation, Luo Feng suddenly understood, and then began to struggle with the question of whether he should pay homage to this great teacher again and give her a grand ceremony.

After all, Liu Ting was his best friend and benefactor, and Gao Jiyuan was Liu Ting's benefactor, so rounding up, he was also Luo Feng's benefactor. There was nothing wrong with giving him a big gift!

"I want to offer sacrifices again," Luo Feng said suddenly after a long silence.

As he spoke, he turned to walk towards the portrait, preparing to deliver a grand salute.

Liu Ting, both amused and exasperated, grabbed him.

"Alright, alright, what's wrong with you? This is my teacher, not yours. What's with this huge gesture? People who don't know better will think you're a relative of mine."

"But……"

"There are no 'buts'. The sentiment is enough; why bother with all the formalities?"

"What a cheerful young man you used to be! How come you've become so fussy now? Change back to your old self right now! I, Liu Ting, don't want sycophants under my command!"

After hearing what she said, Luo Feng felt embarrassed to insist any further and had no choice but to give up.

But before he turned to leave, he gave her a serious look and said:

"Liu Ting, if you need any help, just ask. Although I'm not very strong, I, Luo Feng, will go through fire and water for you without batting an eye."

Liu Ting tilted her head: "What makes you think I need help?"

Luo Feng confessed honestly: "I heard that you used to work part-time at the HR Alliance as a bar manager. As the eldest daughter of the Liu family, you would never have gone to work if your family hadn't encountered difficulties."

Liu Ting almost burst out laughing: "You only know one side of the story! You think being a bar manager only brings in tens of thousands of yuan a month, but do you know how much I actually earned? Take a guess!"

Seeing her expression, Luo Feng boldly guessed, "One, one million?"

Liu Ting's smile immediately faded: "I never thought that in your heart, Luo Feng, the work that I, Miss Liu, would do for a month is only worth one million."

"This disrespect not only hurt my dignity as a young lady, but also my heart as a friend. How can our relationship not fall apart if this continues? How can our feelings not fade?"

Luo Feng was so overwhelmed by the huge accusation that he had to be bolder and change his answer to ten million.

Liu Ting immediately lost interest: "I really overestimated your courage. You can't even reach 100 million."

Luo Feng couldn't hold back any longer: "A bar manager's job, earning ten million a month is already astonishing. How much more audacious do you want me to be?"

"Alright, alright, I'll tell you the truth, it's 100 billion!"

There are very few families in the world like the Xu family, who are so wealthy that they are truly willing to give generously. She is really lucky to have met one.

Liu Ting proudly announced the numbers, only to be met with a sigh from Luo Feng.

"Liu Ting, I'll say it again: if you have any difficulties, be sure to tell me. Although I'm small and weak, I still have some strength and can always do something."

"I've already reached the level of a junior warrior, and my earning power is incomparable to what it used to be. No matter how much money you owe, I will find a way to help you pay it off. Don't try to lie to me like that."