Chapter 267 Mermaid’s Game

Ken's proactive approach left Clara truly restless.

Wang Feng’s story had long spread throughout the entire Aurora over the past month. Now in Aurora City, who didn’t know that this guy was an untouchable Planar Son?

The former nobody had transformed into the secret disciple of the legendary Principal Leilong, and the junior brother of Karida and Li Sitan! With Leilong’s legendary status and his standing in the Blade, Wang Feng’s identity as his secret disciple was no small matter, catapulting him to become a heavyweight figure in Aurora City.

As for the previous rumors that Wang Feng was a ‘Nine Gods mole,’ using his questionable origins as evidence, these had all become baseless nonsense.

Wang Feng was the secret weapon behind the Rose Revival, working openly with Karida and covertly, not only rooting out all the Nine Gods spies in Aurora City but also managing to create the Fusion Rune amidst his busy schedule. This caused a sensation across the entire Alliance, making it impossible to hide his true identity any longer, or else he might have continued to pretend for some time.

This was something that didn’t need to be doubted; the Fusion Rune was a revolutionary technology that even the Nine Gods lacked and desperately desired. Using such a thing to prove himself as a spy for the Blade?

Anyone with a functioning brain could see that this was pure nonsense! Those rumors were indeed all part of the Nine Gods' conspiracy!

Wang Feng became famous, and news about him could be heard every day, which made Clara anxious.

She didn’t really care how Wang Feng had extricated himself from his predicament; after all, she knew he had a plan when he refused the bet last time. Nor was she particularly concerned about his new identity, as he had long been referring to himself as Karida’s junior brother in front of her, and she was used to it...

But the issue was, what about the new potion? Wang Feng wouldn’t have forgotten this important matter just because he was basking in his success, would he? Or was he deliberately stringing her along to drive down the price?

For Wang Feng, this was just a business deal to make money, but for Clara, it was about her future and career.

The low-grade Eye of the Sea had only scratched the surface for the sea race, yet it had already given her a taste of success, earning her a summons and praise from the Queen. But that wasn’t enough; she didn’t want to live a life of mediocrity. She wanted to take control of her destiny.

If the high-grade Eye of the Sea that Wang Feng promised truly succeeded, capable of affecting Ghost-level powerhouses and extending its effects, then her opportunity would come.

Sitting idly by wasn’t Clara’s style; she needed to take action!

The Golden Baby Auction House...

On the way, Fantasy was somewhat dazed. The stunning beauty dressed as a man turned out to be the boss of Jin Beibei???

The legendary mermaid princess, a true member of the royal sea clan??

Why would someone like her be so familiar with Feng?

It wasn't until they reached the third floor of Jin Beibei's business that Fantasy confirmed this wasn't a scam. He had always thought Feng was just full of hot air, but he hadn't expected this.

"Feng, I thought the owner of such a grand business must be some kind of mighty and fierce sea monster with three heads and six arms!" Fantasy marveled, looking around at the luxurious decor, feeling like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden. He never imagined that one day, coming from a modest merchant family, he would deal with the owner of Jin Beibei's business.

As Old Fan would say, it was a matter of bringing glory to the family.

"Sit down, sit down, don't act like you've never seen anything before. We're VIPs, and she's far more terrifying than any sea monster," Wang Feng said with a smile. He knew exactly why Clara had called him; in business, patience was key.

Fantasy was taken aback, not understanding how the cheerful and warm Princess Clara could be more frightening than a sea monster.

Old Wang, without hesitation, picked up a slice of fruit from the table and popped it into his mouth. It was the Lan Pulp Fruit, freshly transported from the Sand Kingdom in the west, bursting with juice when bitten.

The Sand Kingdom was thousands of miles away from Aurora City, and the Lan Pulp Fruit didn't keep well. To have it delivered here made it quite valuable. Clara was definitely the type who enjoyed the finest things in life.

Fantasy instinctively put one in his mouth as well, but it tasted like wax to him, his mind filled with the image of Clara's radiant beauty. He sighed, "People used to say mermaids were the most beautiful on our continent, and I didn't believe it. Now I do. My eyes almost couldn't look away. How did you manage to stay so calm, Feng?"

"Pfft, what's the big deal? I don't even like her. She's the one who's been chasing after me!" Wang Feng boasted, crossing his legs.

Fantasy chuckled, "Feng, you're great at everything, except for your tendency to exaggerate."

"What? What did Captain me exaggerate about???"

"Everyone thinks so, but don't be upset. Overall, you're still a good person," Fantasy concluded with a sense of reflection.

"It must be Winnie. This guy always forms small groups, eyeing the captain's position!"

As he spoke, Clara emerged from inside, having changed into a different outfit. If her previous male attire was strikingly handsome, now she wore a mermaid’s pearl shell skirt, very short and very revealing.

Even Fantasi was taken aback, let alone Old Wang, who was momentarily lost in admiration.

Smooth skin, delicate collarbones, towering peaks, and long, fair legs—when it came to allure, mermaids were at their peak. It was a pity that they couldn’t be made into NPCs; it was a regret from his past life.

Clara was pleased with their reactions and said with a smile, "Big Brother Wang Feng, do you like it?"

Old Wang, who was eating fruit, nearly choked, "Be serious, there are people here."

Clara laughed and said, "You haven't come to see me for a whole month. I missed you so much. You can't just use me and then forget about me, can you? Can disciples of the Holy Sanctuary treat others this way?"

"Ha!" Old Wang shrugged, "You're right, I am that kind of person who uses and discards. You'd better forget me quickly before you get hurt too deeply."

"Hypocrite," Clara said with a tender pout, "Today, in front of your good brother, I want to have a serious talk with you. You've kissed me, touched me, held me... we've done everything. When are you going to officially announce that I'm your girlfriend?"

Beside them, Asiba looked at Wang Feng and then at the breathtakingly beautiful Princess Clara. Was he dreaming?

"Your Highness, you can't do this!" Old Wang sighed, "It was you who kissed me first, and you who hugged me first. Not paying is one thing, but now you want me to take responsibility?"

Fantasi, standing nearby, was already speechless, as if listening to a foreign language. He felt a bit unwell, heaven help him. Such an exquisite beauty, just looking at her made him feel like his eyes would get pregnant, and she actually went after Ah Feng on her own?

More importantly, she was being rejected by him?!

What the hell, did Ah Feng save the world in his past life? Is there any justice left in the world? Is there any law left?

"Ah Feng, you shouldn't do this..." He couldn't help but interject, wanting to help this beautiful, gentle, and devoted woman.

Old Wang chuckled and stuffed a blueberry into Asiba’s mouth, silencing him. With Asiba’s level, even Rachel could take half his life; facing a top expert like Clara would leave nothing but scraps.

"Your Highness, if you have no other business, I’ll be on my way." Wang Feng feigned disinterest.

Clara was seething with anger. This boy was impervious to both soft and hard tactics, taking advantage of the situation and being as thick-skinned as a city wall. But she needed something from Wang Feng, so she had to bear it.

Her face showed no sign of her frustration; instead, she forced a slightly embarrassed smile. "Brother Wang Feng, I did give you the one million advance last time. It’s been a month, where’s the potion?"

"What potion?"

Clara’s smile faltered for a moment but quickly recovered. She laughed, "Brother Wang Feng, don’t tease me. Otherwise, I’ll go to the Rose Holy Sanctuary and complain. I can still talk to Princess Karida, you know."

Wang Feng suddenly slapped his forehead. "Oh, I remember now. You mean that thing. I thought it was something serious. Actually, I’ve been thinking about it these days. It’s really difficult, and I’m just a small fry. Here, I brought it with me. How about I return it to you?"

Clara was taken aback. She knew he was using a reverse tactic, but she had to play along. The money wasn’t the issue; what mattered was knowing the progress.

"Brother Wang Feng, that’s not what I meant. I know it’s hard. I’m just a bit worried about you. Asiba, since you’re Brother Wang Feng’s friend, you’re my friend too. If Brother Wang Feng ever needs help, you can let me know. For Brother Wang Feng, I’d do anything."

"Sure, sure, Your Highness, don’t worry. Ah Feng is the most reliable person. There’s nothing he can’t do!" Fantasi hurriedly nodded, only to receive a tap on the forehead.

"Ah Feng, why did you hit me!"

"Shut up. You lose your head at the sight of a pretty girl. When we get back, I’ll have a word with Famier!"

"Don’t, don’t, I’m sorry!" At the mention of Famier, Fantasi snapped out of it but found it hard to look Clara in the eye. Her beauty was truly captivating, seeping through every pore and ensnaring the heart.

"Clara, I said it’s difficult. I’ll try my best, but don’t get your hopes up. If you change your mind, I can refund you, but only within three days," Wang Feng said coolly, completely ignoring Clara’s pleading eyes.

Fantasi hesitated, clearly struggling to control his urge to plead on Clara’s behalf. After his training with Rachel, he had indeed improved.

Even after leaving the Jinbeibei Trading Company, Clara hadn’t gained any useful information. What was worse, Wang Feng had been particularly cold this time. She sensed he was trying to raise the price, but it wasn’t the right moment yet. It looked like this would be a long-term negotiation. However, she had discovered Wang Feng’s weakness—he might be tough with words, but he genuinely cared about those around him.

And then there was Karida. Throughout their conversation, he only backed down when Karida was mentioned. Could it be that this boy... actually likes Karida?

A sly smile crept onto Clara’s lips as she stood by the window. The game had only just begun.