Chapter 117 People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being fat

"Sending the Wild Team to deal with this guy? They’re really willing to spend resources." Karida laughed. "That kid is lucky. It’s fortunate he was with Hei Wukai; otherwise, he might have been done for."

Lan Tian pondered, "Using the Wild Team means they truly want Wang Feng dead. Should we send someone to follow him…?"

"No, if there’s a tail, they won’t dare to make a move. Life and death are fate; he has his destiny. I don’t think it’ll be that easy for him to die." Karida said indifferently. "However, they can accurately track Wang Feng’s movements. It seems our previous cleanup wasn’t thorough enough. There must still be their insiders in Aurora City. Focus on your own tasks and continue digging deeper."

"Yes."

"Where’s Wang Feng? Why hasn’t he come yet?"

Lan Tian couldn’t help but chuckle, "He said he wanted to change clothes…"

Karida frowned, then heard a series of knocks at the door.

Speak of the devil, and he appears.

"You go ahead," Karida’s face involuntarily broke into a smile.

"Yes." Lan Tian took everything in and gradually became transparent, disappearing without a trace.

Karida recomposed herself and shouted at the door, "Come in!"

The door opened, followed by a mournful voice.

"Sis Da! Sis Da, my heart is heavy!" Old Wang burst into tears, his face full of sorrow. "Think about it, even though I was once deceived by villains and did some wrong things, since you enlightened me, I’ve been earnestly reforming myself. Even if it means offending the Nine Gods, even if it means endless pursuit from them, even if one day I fall under their blade, for the sake of my beliefs and my beloved Sis Da, I am fearless and willing to risk everything!"

"But I never expected!" Old Wang wailed. "I never thought that even our own people would want to harm me, intent on taking my life. Now neither the Nine Gods nor the Holy Sanctuary will tolerate me. I feel like I won’t live much longer. Death itself isn’t scary, but not being able to serve Sis Da or fight for my beliefs anymore—thinking about this makes me so sad that I can’t help but cry!"

After all, tonight’s incident was significant. Lan Tian had asked detailed questions about the entire evening and knew that before Wang Feng and Hei Wukai went to the Beastman Street, they had encountered an ‘assassination’ attempt inside the Holy Sanctuary.

He heard that the assailant claimed to be from the Tribunal, which made them part of the Holy Sanctuary. However, from Hei Wukai’s description, it was clear that the person just wanted to teach Wang Feng a lesson rather than assassinate him.

Karida found it both amusing and exasperating.

She thought the kid would be scared witless after the Nine Gods’ assassination attempt, but instead, he had the nerve to complain about such trivial matters. How could his brain work like this, mixing up these two incidents?

Still, it was good that he hadn’t been terrified by the Nine Gods’ attempt, saving her the trouble of consoling him.

"It’s normal for disciples of the Holy Sanctuary to bicker. But if someone goes too far, don’t hesitate to stand up for yourself," Karida said indifferently.

"I understand, Sis Da, you’re wise!" That was exactly what Wang Feng wanted to hear. Although he looked aggrieved, he never expected Karida to take action on his behalf.

Since he’s on my radar, he’ll eventually get what’s coming to him. Trying to harm me, Old Wang, is like a long-lived man hanging himself—he’s just tired of living.

Old Wang adjusted his emotions and sighed, "Ever since I came to Rose, under your guidance, I’ve shown extraordinary talent in runes, casting, and more, making contributions to Rose, the Holy Sanctuary, and the League. And as I grow older, these contributions will only increase!"

"So the Nine Gods are panicking. Sending such a strong assassin proves they see me as a major threat! They want to eliminate me before I can contribute more to the League!" Old Wang said with heartfelt concern. "Honestly, Sis Da, I’m scared! Not of death, but of wasting the talents God gave me, which could benefit the League. If I die, wouldn’t it be a huge loss for our League? It would be letting our friends suffer and our enemies rejoice!"

"Get to the point!" Karida tapped the table.

"So, Sis Da, I have a request!" Old Wang looked at Karida with a tragic expression. "I think you should let Brother Lan protect me…"

Negotiations require skill. First, propose a condition that doesn’t matter to you but will be rejected, making the other party feel slightly indebted. Then, present your real condition, and they might be more lenient.

Unfortunately, the other party was Karida.

Karida simply said, "Lan Tian is busy. He has no time for you."

Old Wang’s heart sank. Damn you, Karida!

"Sis Da, how about sending someone else?" Old Wang persisted. "Brother Lan must have subordinates, right? Or maybe his apprentice would do. His faction seems reliable!"

"The Beastman bar was fun, wasn’t it? You seemed quite happy. Remember, as long as you don’t wander around, you’ll be safe within the Holy Sanctuary."

Watching Wang Feng leave with a disappointed face, Karida couldn’t help but laugh. She suddenly remembered she had called him over to scold him for going to the bar on Changmao Street with Hei Wu Kai late at night. Was that a place for Holy Sanctuary disciples?

Of course, he wasn’t really a disciple, but…

Karida rubbed her forehead and laughed, but then stopped.

…Could it really be a coincidence that he was with Hei Wu Kai?

With no sponsor for the potion materials, Clara still missing, and the Nine Gods’ assassination attempt leaving him uneasy, Wang Feng didn’t dare leave the Holy Sanctuary. Thus, his various money-making plans were put on hold, giving him a period of leisure. After the bar incident, Wang Feng felt more stable.

At the Foundry, he was still new, so he attended classes frequently to respect Luo Yan. He joked around with Su Yue, teased Yin Fu and Mo Tong at the Rune Academy, and occasionally watched his team’s training, bickering with Winnie.

Perhaps stimulated by the last rank in the comprehensive evaluation, Winnie, the head coach, had become increasingly ruthless.

Morning was physical training, reportedly used by the Li family to train killers, pushing even the fittest Kela and Wu Di to their limits. This was just the morning warm-up.

Then came the morning’s bear resistance training, afternoon fireball magic resistance training, and evening mixed combat training. It was a hellish regimen, pushing everyone to the brink of collapse, leaving even observers like Old Wang feeling nervous.

Yet, the four team members endured without complaint.

Kela and Wu Di genuinely believed in Old Wang’s evolution potion. The more they were pushed, the more spirited they became, thinking each hardship absorbed more of the potion’s effects. They treated their bodies as enemies, always pushing themselves to the limit.

Fante Xi, having been trained through harsh conditions since childhood, had a resilient body. No one could match him in endurance.

Moreover, although Winnie’s training intensified, Mo Tong’s sessions lightened. Rumor had it that the muscle-bound man was bedridden after a beating, leaving Fante Xi relieved. Otherwise, enduring double training would have been unbearable.

As for Nuoyu, it was even more remarkable. Despite struggling with intense training, he pushed through, often punishing himself by skipping meals. Over half a month, he lost weight but became even more handsome, with a chiseled face like a character from a manga. Every morning, no matter how exhausted, he groomed himself meticulously, showing potential as a pretty boy.

These kids were truly dedicated, embodying the spirit of youth!

Old Wang was deeply moved. He was getting old, content with tea and flirting, occasionally helping Winnie walk Jiaobaoba.

Indeed, Jiaobaoba’s affection for Old Wang grew steadily. Whenever he was around, Jiaobaoba trained the four “wastes” more enthusiastically, even rubbing against Wang Feng during breaks, despite Winnie’s frustration.

Fante Xi was particularly curious about this and one day convinced the research-minded Nuoyu to secretly give Jiaobaoba a full-body checkup, risking their lives in the process.

It's confirmed, she's female!

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Of course, he still needed to attend the Runes class. After all, not only was there the adorable Yin Fu, but also his dear Senior Brother Li.

Recently, Li Sitan had been progressing rapidly in his classes. While Old Wang had been idly passing the time, the Runes class had already wrapped up the first-order runes and was now moving on to second-order runes today.

"Many people think that second-order runes are simply an advanced version of first-order runes. This view is clearly too simplistic. The difference between the two orders is not just about efficiency; it also lies in the breadth of application and the changes in internal structure. Just as there are six fundamental runes in the first order, there are also six fundamental runes in the second order. Let's take a look at what they are."

Yin Fu and Mo Tong were both listening attentively. Old Wang, as usual, had his eyes half-closed, appearing deep in thought, half-asleep.