Chapter 105: I Do

Morning.

Zhao Feng woke up groggily.

He felt that the quality of his sleep last night was particularly poor, as if there was some noise right beside his ear, like a drilling sound.

Zhao Feng yawned, looked around, and blinked. "Did I really sleep all night in Li Dan’s room?"

But what was that delightful fragrance?

Before Zhao Feng could react further, he heard a commotion.

“I refuse to marry him!”

“This matter isn’t up to you!” a middle-aged man’s voice replied sharply.

Zhao Feng frowned. “What’s going on now? After last night’s banquet, no one should be troubling Li Dan anymore, right?”

He put on a white tank top and a pair of loose shorts, then stepped out of the room.

The moment Zhao Feng stepped out, he froze.

There lay Li Ping on the floor, a clear palm print on his face, glaring angrily at the middle-aged man before him.

As for Li Dan, she stared fiercely at that same man.

Zhao Feng’s expression turned cold. “Li Dan, where is Hong Chang?”

Hearing Zhao Feng’s voice, Li Dan’s eyes lit up with joy.

“Zhao Feng, you’re awake?”

Zhao Feng nodded and asked again, “Where’s Hong Chang?”

Li Dan looked embarrassed. “We stayed up too late last night. Hong Chang is still sleeping!”

Zhao Feng was speechless. This Hong Chang was truly unreliable.

He took a deep breath and glanced at the middle-aged man. “Who are you?”

The man was fairly tall, with a prominent hooked nose, almost foreign in appearance.

He said calmly, “I am Li Dan’s father—Li Zhi.”

Zhao Feng nodded. “Don’t you know what happened last night?”

Li Zhi frowned. “Last night? What about last night?”

Zhao Feng chuckled coldly. “I suggest you go find out before forcing Li Dan to make a decision.”

Li Zhi was displeased. Folding his arms, he looked at Zhao Feng arrogantly. “You must be that Zhao Feng.”

Zhao Feng was taken aback. “You know me?”

Li Zhi snorted. “I’m very grateful that you fixed Dan’s appearance, but that’s no reason for you to take advantage of us.”

Zhao Feng’s face darkened. “How am I taking advantage?”

“Hmph!” Li Zhi said, “Everyone knows that the Li family of Modu holds influence throughout the entire Dragon Kingdom!”

Zhao Feng laughed. He shook his head. “I think you’re overestimating yourself. I’ve never heard of any Modu Li family.”

Li Zhi’s brow furrowed. “Boy, do you know what you’re saying?”

Zhao Feng shrugged. “I know exactly what I’m saying.”

Li Zhi snorted coldly. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking—you just want to cling to the Li family’s branches!”

“Heh!” Zhao Feng was amused.

His expression turned cold. “You probably don’t know that if it weren’t for Chen Ying, I wouldn’t have treated Li Dan at all!”

“You—!” Li Zhi was speechless.

Zhao Feng’s words were unintentional, but to Li Dan, they carried a different meaning.

Her eyes dimmed instantly. “Just because of Ying...?”

She murmured to herself, overwhelmed with sorrow.

But Zhao Feng paid no attention to these feelings.

Suddenly, Li Dan roared loudly, “Father, I’m willing to marry He Yun!”

Zhao Feng was stunned; Li Zhi was stunned; Li Ping lying on the ground was stunned as well.

“Sis! No!” Li Ping shouted.

Li Dan immediately adopted a strong-willed demeanor, a stark contrast to her usual gentle nature.

She declared, “My mind is made up!”

Zhao Feng’s face paled.

He asked, “Li Dan, are you sure?”

Li Dan snorted coldly.

“Whether I’m sure or not is none of your business.”

“I—!” Zhao Feng was at a loss for words.

“Hmph!”

Li Dan snorted again and turned to leave.

Only Zhao Feng was left standing alone.

He gave a self-deprecating smile. “Looks like I was just imagining things.”

Li Ping shouted, “Zhao Feng, don’t think like that! My sister is just trying to provoke you!”

In a moment of urgency, Li Ping even dropped the respectful “Brother Feng,” calling him by name.

Zhao Feng’s enthusiasm faded. He shook his head and turned to leave.

Behind him, Li Ping shouted, “Zhao Feng, don’t go! My sister likes you! If you’re a man, then marry her!”

But Zhao Feng ignored him.

Using the Repairing Heaven Technique, Zhao Feng located Hong Chang’s room.

When he entered, his nose almost twisted with anger.

Hong Chang was sprawled across the bed, sound asleep, clothes still on.

Perhaps out of frustration or some other reason.

Zhao Feng strode over to Hong Chang angrily.

“Smack!”

He slapped Hong Chang’s firm backside, causing it to jiggle wildly.

Startled awake, Hong Chang blinked.

“Who? Who’s there?”

She wiped the nonexistent drool from her mouth, looking groggy at Zhao Feng. “Why did you hit me?”

Zhao Feng’s nose twisted further in anger. “Have you forgotten what’s important?”

“What is it?”

“When does the auction start?”

“The day after tomorrow. Why?”

“How long does it take us to get there?”

“One day.”

“How long is one day?”

“Twelve hours. Why?” Hong Chang asked plaintively.

Zhao Feng blew his beard and glared. “You know it’s twelve hours? If we delay any longer, we’ll miss the auction!”

“Oh!” Hong Chang, her hair in disarray, sat up.

She scratched her head, a gesture Zhao Feng found utterly repugnant.

“When was the last time you washed your hair?” Zhao Feng asked.

“Three days ago! So what?” Hong Chang said indignantly.

Zhao Feng rubbed his forehead. “I really give up on you. Other girls are delicate treasures, and look at you.”

Hong Chang frowned. “Don’t compare me to others!”

“Fine, fine, no comparisons. Just look at yourself!”

Hong Chang raised her arm and sniffed her armpit lightly. “I’m not bad either. Smell—I'm a fragrant girl!”

Zhao Feng pinched his nose in disgust. “Get away from me! I’m not smelling that!”

Wearing a red dress, Hong Chang stood and grinned mischievously, approaching Zhao Feng.

“No way, you must smell it!”

“I won’t! Don’t come near me!”

“No!”

Hong Chang moved closer.

Zhao Feng pushed her away, and they immediately began to wrestle.

“Hahaha!”

“Hehehe!”

“Don’t tickle my armpits!”

“Don’t pull my hair!”

“Ha ha!”

“Heh heh!”

As they tussled, the door suddenly opened.

“Xiao Hong, I need to talk to you…”

Li Dan’s smile instantly froze as she stared blankly at the two tangled together.

Zhao Feng reacted quickly and stood up.

Hong Chang, belatedly realizing the situation, scratched her head and sat up. “Xiao Dan, what’s wrong?”

Li Dan’s face was expressionless. She took a deep breath. “I wish you both happiness.”

Hong Chang blinked. “What’s wrong? We’re very happy!”

“Enough talking!” Zhao Feng whispered.