Chapter 4

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"I'm fine, you guys eat. I'll go back and change my clothes."

Zhao Long put on his broken glasses, not wanting to linger in the cafeteria any longer. He didn't want to be the subject of everyone's gossip, which was his last bit of dignity. He glanced at Zhang Yifeng, nodded in gratitude, and then lowered his head, quickly leaving the cafeteria.

After Zhao Long left, Zhang Yifeng returned to his seat and continued eating, his expression calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

"Zhang Yifeng actually didn't leave, eating so calmly in his spot. Isn't he afraid that Yu Chao will bring people to settle the score with him?"

"Truly bold, it seems he still considers himself the former young master. Unfortunately, the Zhang family has long since fallen from grace. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ended up eating in the cafeteria."

People watched Zhang Yifeng, whispering and gossiping among themselves.

Zhang Yifeng ignored the whispers around him and quietly ate. He hadn't eaten for three days, and his appetite was quite good today. He ate three full trays before he was barely full. Then he collected his tray and left the cafeteria.

Zhang Yifeng didn't return to his dormitory or find a place to meditate and practice. The Earth's spiritual energy was too thin, and if he practiced systematically, it might take ten to twenty years to advance one level. Fortunately, the Iron Spirit Grass that appeared on campus gave him hope. Although the Earth's spiritual energy was thin, China was vast and rich in resources, and there were many spiritual herbs and medicines that could quickly enhance his cultivation.

Zhang Yifeng wandered around the campus for a while, trying to find more Iron Spirit Grass, but unfortunately, reality was harsh. He searched the entire campus but found no second plant.

"Whatever, I need to get some money first."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head. His cultivation was at the first level of the Body Tempering stage, not very powerful, but enough to take on a few special forces soldiers, and ordinary thugs were no match for him. Cultivation couldn't be rushed, but money was essential, no matter which world you were in.

Zhang Yifeng left the school and took a taxi to a small villa in the suburbs.

This was the villa that the deceased Zhang Yifeng had rented. If he remembered correctly, the rent would expire in a week. Zhang Yifeng came here to tidy up and see if there was anything he could sell. For example, the clothes and household items he had bought before, he would sell whatever he could.

About twenty minutes later, Zhang Yifeng arrived at the villa district near the university town.

This place was surrounded by mountains and water, with a clear blue sky. Luxury cars frequently entered and exited the villa district. Occasionally, a female student from Jingkai University would be sitting in one of these luxury cars.

There was a saying at Jingkai University: "If you want to meet rich and influential people, go to the Mountain and Water Villa." Some beautiful but morally loose female students became mistresses or goddaughters of others.

Society was too realistic, and reality was too tempting, making such things a common occurrence. How many people could maintain their integrity in such an environment?

Zhang Yifeng didn't let the taxi drive into the villa. The Mountain and Water Villa was large, and he had limited cash, so he wanted to save where he could.

As soon as he got out of the car, a luxury car came out of the Mountain and Water Villa. It was a Rolls-Royce Ghost, with a middle-aged man with a potbelly in the driver's seat and a young girl in the passenger seat. The girl was wearing a light blue one-piece dress, with black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. Even sitting, her perfect curves were evident, with a well-proportioned figure and a firm, shapely body. Her long, beautiful legs, exposed below the knees, were smooth and flawless.

The girl, though without makeup, had a face that seemed intricately carved, exquisitely beautiful, as if she had stepped out of a painting. Moreover, she seemed to exude a kind of spiritual aura, not artificial, but natural, like a stream in a valley, tranquil and serene.

Zhang Yifeng, having lived two lives and seen many beautiful women on the Spirit Moon Continent, still felt amazed by this girl. Unfortunately, such a quiet and beautiful girl, like a fairy from a painting, was sitting next to a potbellied middle-aged man.

What was strange was that this girl seemed so familiar.

Zhang Yifeng saw the girl, and naturally, the girl saw him. The moment she saw Zhang Yifeng, her body trembled, and her eyes showed a hint of awkwardness, as if she was afraid of being discovered. From her reaction, it was clear that she knew Zhang Yifeng.

Their eyes met, and the girl quickly lowered her head, blushing and not daring to look at Zhang Yifeng again, as if she had been caught doing something wrong.

Fortunately, the Rolls-Royce soon drove away, and the small awkward moment was resolved.

After the Rolls-Royce had driven far away, Zhang Yifeng remembered that the girl seemed to be his classmate, Lin Siying, one of the top ten beauties at Jingkai University.

To think that the deceased Zhang Yifeng had once pursued Lin Siying, but unfortunately, Lin Siying was known for her purity and elegance, and she completely ignored Zhang Yifeng. She was the dream goddess of all male students and was recognized as the most virtuous and pure goddess.

If the deceased Zhang Yifeng had seen this scene, he might have been livid with anger.

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Zhang Yifeng walked into the villa gate. Although the Zhang family had fallen and lost everything, the security guards here were unaware, not knowing that all the Zhang family's assets, including Zhang Yifeng's luxury car, had been confiscated.

The only thing not confiscated was the contents of the villa.

After entering the villa district and walking for about twenty minutes, Zhang Yifeng finally arrived at the gate of the villa.

"Strange."

As soon as he arrived, Zhang Yifeng frowned. The villa's gate was wide open, and two luxury cars, an Audi and a Lincoln, were parked in the courtyard.

Zhang Yifeng checked the address to make sure he hadn't made a mistake, then walked in confidently.

"Mom, Dad, throw all this stuff away. Who lived in this villa before? How tasteless, putting all sorts of junk inside. Especially the color of these bed sheets, they're so garish. It's disgusting."

As soon as he reached the door, Zhang Yifeng heard the girl's complaints.

Zhang Yifeng looked inside and saw a girl standing in front of a pile of "junk," complaining. The "junk" was Zhang Yifeng's personal belongings, such as clothes, bed sheets, and some expensive items like a projector and a gaming console, all piled in the middle of the living room.

The girl, about nineteen years old, had a ponytail and was wearing a short dress, exposing her white thighs. She was pouting, looking disdainful.