Super Soldier in Campus

Lin Feng turned around, a serene smile on his face as he quietly watched the man slowly approaching.

The man wore knee-length swimming trunks, a long white towel draped over his shoulders. He casually held a can of beer. His handsome face was slightly tilted; his eagle-like eyes, filled with a wild, murderous glint, were curiously surveying Lin Feng.

It's indeed you... the White Wolf King's top general, the brutal sovereign who once struck fear into countless underworld figures and rivals, the strongman of the White Wolf Squad codenamed Star Maple—Zhou Yang! Not long ago, after learning about the White Wolf Squad's disbandment on the Hunter Guild forum, I kept wondering about the whereabouts of Zhou Yang and the others. Given Zhou Yang's aversion to being tied down, I figured he'd be on some Pacific island nation, soaking up the sun and flirting with foreign women... I never imagined Zhou Yang would actually return to the country, let alone appear in Jiangzhou City... What surprised me even more was encountering Zhou Yang again, here and now, under these circumstances... my once capable subordinate, now a stranger...

Looking at Zhou Yang's familiar face, countless words welled up in Lin Feng's mind, but he didn't know what to say. Should I tell Zhou Yang that I was his Boss in a past life and have now been reincarnated? I guarantee if I dared say that to him, Zhou Yang would find a way to eliminate me...

"Hey, kid, didn't you hear me? Fess up, were you standing here trying to peek at my sister-in-law bathing? You've got some nerve, doing something like that!" Zhou Yang said, looking at Lin Feng with a grin, showing no sign of anger. After taking a large gulp of beer, he pointed at Lin Feng and added, "She might be good-looking, but you'd better watch your back! My sister-in-law has quite a temper."

Lin Feng was taken aback by Zhou Yang's words. Sister-in-law? Who is Zhou Yang's sister-in-law? Someone who uses Rejuvenation Powder, appears with Zhou Yang, and is called sister-in-law by him... Could it be Qingyi? A possibility suddenly struck Lin Feng, and a sickly, flushed red crept onto his face. Xue Qingyi, whose blue robes were stained with blood, Ling Long Xue Qingyi, who only ever smiled for one person... Have you returned too? I'm incredibly excited, but facing the still-vigilant Zhou Yang, I can only suppress this overwhelming feeling... My heart is practically beating out of my chest...

"Little Zhou, where did you just go?" Hearing Zhou Yang's voice, the woman in the cubicle visibly relaxed and asked with a hint of complaint in her tone.

It really is Qingyi's voice... Lin Feng's vision blurred; the surge of emotion nearly overwhelmed him.

"I... just went to grab a beer... Sister-in-law, you carry on with your soak. I'll keep an eye out for you!" Zhou Yang said casually to Xue Qingyi in the cubicle, then grinned at Lin Feng. "Still haven't left? I'm back now, you still planning to stay and peep?"

"Little Zhou, what's going on out there?" Xue Qingyi asked softly again. Her voice was alluring, yet it always carried a faint, detached coldness that kept others at a distance.

"Oh... it's nothing. Just some kid standing here, probably took a wrong turn! I'll tell him to leave." Zhou Yang always maintained a lazy demeanor, but his cautious eyes betrayed his true thoughts. He was wary, astonished, fearful, indifferent, and guarded all at once. Zhou Yang's gaze on Lin Feng was complex because he sensed that this ridiculously young man before him was also a Martial Arts expert at the third layer of Inner Strength.

"Don't be nervous. I mean no harm..." Lin Feng shook his head and said earnestly. No one understood Zhou Yang better than I did. He always appeared lazy, but the moment his eyes turned serious, it meant he was fully on alert and might lash out at any second...

"Interesting..." Zhou Yang chuckled, sizing up Lin Feng. He can tell I'm tense? Only battlefield veterans can usually do that. How could a young, soft-skinned lad like this have battlefield experience?

However, the pressure from Lin Feng's third-layer Inner Strength cultivation was still very strong. Zhou Yang, not wanting to alarm Xue Qingyi in her cubicle and disturb her rest, decided to talk things over properly with Lin Feng.

"Tell me your real identity and your purpose here!" Zhou Yang lowered his voice, casually placing his half-empty beer can on a nearby stump-shaped trash can.

This small action seemed insignificant, but Zhou Yang was already prepared to subdue Lin Feng at any moment.

"I'm also here for the hot springs, in the cubicle next door..." Lin Feng began softly. Suddenly, he saw Zhou Yang silently take a large step forward, his hands extending noiselessly like dragon claws, grabbing for Lin Feng's wrists.

Damn! This impulsive guy still prefers to let his fists do the talking...

His hands moved like snakes, neither dodging nor evading, meeting Zhou Yang's hands and grabbing back.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Zhou Yang's wrists narrowly avoided Lin Feng's grasp; he snatched them back at the last possible second.

"Is that... the 72 Styles of the Great Capture Skill?" Zhou Yang exclaimed, having witnessed Lin Feng's move.

I knew why Zhou Yang was surprised... I had personally taught him his 36 Styles of the Lesser Capture Skill. Back then, Zhou Yang's cultivation hadn't yet broken through to the third layer of Inner Strength, so he couldn't master the 72 Styles of the Great Capture Skill. I even looked down on him for his slow progress in cultivation...

The current Zhou Yang had already broken through the third layer of Inner Strength, but seeing Lin Feng execute such a familiar technique so suddenly still startled him.

Watching Lin Feng's proficiency, Zhou Yang knew. If I insist on using Capture skills against him, I'll definitely be subdued... This is suppression by technique! Unless I use killing moves and fight him to the death... but is that necessary? Zhou Yang felt conflicted.

"Can we talk properly now?" Lin Feng retracted his hands, lightly brushed his sleeves, and said calmly, "I truly mean no harm. I only came over because I smelled the Rejuvenation Powder..."

"You even know about Rejuvenation Powder?!" Shock flashed across Zhou Yang's face again. The Rejuvenation Powder has always been the Boss's secret recipe! Only a few core members of the White Wolf Squad even know its name. How could this kid, whose origins are a mystery, know the name Rejuvenation Powder?!

"Of course, I know..." Lin Feng looked at Zhou Yang with a wry smile and added, "It's a family heirloom..."

"A family heirloom?" Zhou Yang thought. So the Boss was just bluffing all along when he boasted his secret recipe was a lost formula! He really was full of it!

Damn it, I wasn't bluffing, okay! Being sniped by Zhou Yang like that to his face left Lin Feng a little speechless.