The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 639: Hit Me! Slap Me!

"Oh no, my little ancestor!"

Ye Xingnan was sweating nervously. While he was great at slipping away when things got tough, playing the hero and saving someone was definitely not his specialty!

In a panic, Ye Xingnan caught sight of Ling Feng. It was like seeing a lifeline.

He remembered Ling Feng vividly. Although they had some conflicts before, they weren't enemies. Ling Feng had even saved Jiang Biyi once. Surely, he wouldn't just stand by and do nothing now, right?

Ling Feng had, of course, noticed the commotion. Normally, he wouldn't want to get involved with The Shadow organization at all. After all, Wen Tingguang and the others would probably come out to settle the matter soon. Worst-case scenario, the troublemakers would be locked up for a few days. So, Ling Feng had no intention of stepping in.

The surrounding crowd quickly gathered, and the people who had been drinking inside, like Wen Tingguang and Xiahou Lie, also emerged to check out the disturbance. They discovered that several guards from the Tianyang Empire had surrounded a woman, while Feng Wuji, the direct disciple of Lieyang Sect, was frantically scratching his face until it was nearly disfigured.

Xiahou Lie furrowed his brow and angrily said, "What's going on here!? Elders, is this what you call a welcome banquet? Allowing someone to sabotage our people!?"

"General Xiahou, please calm down," Wen Tingguang hurriedly responded. "This might just be a little scuffle between the younger ones. Let's wait and see."

"Yes, yes," Liu Hongzhang quickly agreed with Wen Tingguang for once. "It looks like a minor squabble. No need to escalate it. Our nations are allies, after all. Why would we sabotage your delegation?"

"Hmph!" Xiahou Lie snorted in disdain, his figure flashing as he swiftly appeared beside Feng Wuji. He sealed several of Feng Wuji's acupoints and sternly commanded, "Stop scratching!"

"I can't help it, it itches! It itches so much!" Feng Wuji's eyes were bloodshot as he screamed, "What are you standing around for? Catch her! I need the antidote!"

The guards immediately drew their weapons and charged at Jiang Biyi.

Seeing that Ling Feng still hadn't stepped in, Ye Xingnan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Brother Ling! You've got the antidote, don't you? Hurry and give it to him!"

"Damn it!"

Ling Feng nearly spat out blood. This bastard actually dragged me into this mess!

With Ye Xingnan's shout, Jiang Biyi's gaze instantly locked onto Ling Feng. Her eyes formed crescent moons as she grinned mischievously. "Ha! It's you, the bad guy!"

"So, you're all in on this together!" Feng Wuji, now practically rolling on the ground in pain, was covered in blood from all the scratching. Gritting his teeth, he shouted, "Catch him! Bring him to me!"

"What the... What's going on here?" Even Wen Tingguang was dumbfounded at this point. This definitely isn't part of the plan for tonight!

Ling Feng could only shake his head and smile bitterly. It seemed like no matter what, he couldn't escape this one.

With no other choice, Ling Feng stood up calmly and walked over to Jiang Biyi. He gave the mischievous girl a stern glare.

"Heehee, bad guy, I'm so happy to see you!" Jiang Biyi said with a cheeky grin.

Ling Feng felt a headache coming on. "I'm not nearly as happy as you are."

"Hey, friends are supposed to help each other out, right?" Jiang Biyi responded, sticking to her shameless approach.

"Yeah, exactly! Friends should help each other out!" Ye Xingnan had somehow appeared beside them, chiming in. "Brother Ling, we're counting on you this time."

Ling Feng cursed the two of them in his heart, biting his lip. "I don't recall us being that close!"

"Have you two finished your little chat yet? The antidote! Give me the antidote!" Feng Wuji glared at Ling Feng and the others, his voice filled with fury.

"Didn't I tell you the antidote is with Brother Ling? Brother Ling, do your thing!" Ye Xingnan shamelessly passed the responsibility to Ling Feng.

Jiang Biyi also smiled and said, "Bad guy, it's up to you now!"

Ling Feng sighed deeply, realizing that he had been outwitted this time. There was no way out.

With a bitter smile, Ling Feng walked over to Feng Wuji. "Young Master Feng, the antidote... Well, it's both easy and difficult to administer. The real question is whether you can handle it."

"The antidote! Just give me the antidote!" Feng Wuji's eyes were red with desperation. Xiahou Lie had sealed his acupoints to stop him from scratching, but the intense itch was still driving him mad.

"Alright, but remember, you asked for this."

Ling Feng raised his hand and delivered a hard slap to Feng Wuji's face.

Slap!

The sharp sound of the slap echoed through the room, leaving everyone stunned. Did this guy just slap Feng Wuji in front of General Xiahou Lie?

"Young man, you think I don't exist?" Xiahou Lie's eyes widened in anger. "How dare you humiliate one of our people!"

"Young Master Feng asked for it," Ling Feng shrugged, looking innocent. "If you don't want me to stop the itching, you'll have to take it up with him."

"What?" Feng Wuji was momentarily dazed from the slap. Oddly enough, while his face stung, the itching had lessened. But soon enough, the itching returned with full force.

"Quick, slap me again! Slap me harder!" Feng Wuji yelled, his desperation showing. "Please, hit me! Hit me!"

Ling Feng glanced at Xiahou Lie with a smirk. "See? He's asking for it."

Xiahou Lie clenched his fists in frustration but had no choice. Seeing Feng Wuji's pleading eyes, he gave up and backed off.

Everyone in the room was flabbergasted. Who would make such a humiliating request like this?

In reality, Ling Feng had used a special technique while slapping Feng Wuji, temporarily dulling his senses. After half an hour, the itching would naturally subside without any need for medicine.

"Hit me! Slap me! Please!" Feng Wuji was now hysterical, unable to bear the itch any longer.

"Well, everyone heard that," Ling Feng said with a mischievous grin. "It's not like I'm just slapping him for fun. Young Master Feng insisted! As citizens of the Tianbai Empire, it's only polite for us to fulfill the wishes of our guests from the Tianyang Empire, right?"

Ling Feng raised his palm and said with a smile.

"Yes!"

"No problem!"

"That's great!"

Everyone in the hall nodded repeatedly. After all, most of them were from the Tianbai Empire. Ling Feng's words naturally resonated with these people.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Ling Feng raised his hand and began slapping Feng Wuji repeatedly, eventually leaving his face swollen like a pig's head. Finally, satisfied, Ling Feng dusted off his hands. "Young Master Feng, how do you feel now? No more itching?"

"Right! Not only does it not itch anymore, it doesn't even hurt!" Feng Wuji, his face now grotesquely swollen, grinned in relief. "It's just... my face feels a little big."

"Pfft..."

As he spoke, Jiang Biyi couldn't hold back her laughter any longer, bursting out in giggles. The other noble ladies nearby also covered their mouths, trying not to laugh out loud.

A little big? It's like a pig's head!