102: Chapter 102 Outer Disciple? Three days later, I will be one too!

The great hall fell into a deathly silence once again.

Everyone looked at Qin Feng not as if they were looking at a Mortal, but as if they were looking at a god of slaughter.

Manager Zhang struggled to lift his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed intently on the dark-robed figure slowly walking toward him.

He was unwilling to accept this; as a dignified expert at the Peak of Qi Refining Stage 3, how could he have been defeated so miserably, without even touching a corner of the other party's clothes?

"You... how could you... be so powerful?"

A wheezing, bellows-like rasp escaped Manager Zhang's throat as he used the last ounce of his life force to ask the final question before his death.

Qin Feng walked up to him and looked down from above at the soon-to-be-cold corpse, his expression calm and without a ripple.

"It's nothing special, I just Cultivated a little."

Spitting out these few words indifferently, Qin Feng's tone was so sincere that it made people feel as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"Pfft..."

Hearing this, anger surged in Manager Zhang's heart, causing him to spew another mouthful of fresh blood. His eyes rolled back, and he took his final breath, dying with his eyes wide open in resentment.

"Swish—"

Qin Feng didn't even glance at him, waving his right hand casually.

Accompanied by two slight whistling sounds, the two steel flying daggers stained with blood seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, flying back out from Manager Zhang's chest and landing steadily in his palm.

He took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the blood off the blades in a leisurely manner, his movements elegant and composed.

"The manager is dead! Manager Zhang has been killed!"

"Run! This kid is a madman!"

The remaining guards of District 665 finally woke from their stupor, their spirits completely shattered.

They no longer cared about revenge; scrambling and howling, they fled toward the exit of the Management Hall, terrified that if they were too slow, they would be nailed to the ground by Qin Feng's flying daggers.

Qin Feng did not pursue them, simply watching them flee. After wiping the blood off the flying daggers, he skillfully sheathed them back into the leather holster at his waist.

"Captain... Captain Qin..."

Yang Liu, who was on the high platform, finally came back to her senses from the extreme shock.

She hurried down from the high platform and came to Qin Feng's side. Looking at Manager Zhang's cold corpse on the ground, her stunningly beautiful face was filled with shock, which was immediately replaced by deep worry.

Yang Liu reached out with a slightly trembling jade hand, subconsciously wanting to grab Qin Feng's sleeve.

"Husband..."

Perhaps it was the lingering effects of last night, or perhaps it was the domineering strength Qin Feng had just displayed that made her completely drop her disguise, but she actually blurted out that incredibly intimate address in public.

"Husband, you were impulsive. You killed the manager; things are really in trouble!" Yang Liu lowered her voice, her tone filled with anxiety and panic.

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow and turned to look at the worried woman, a playful arc curling the corner of his mouth.

"Trouble? Where is the trouble?" Qin Feng asked in return, his tone revealing a nonchalant composure.

"You think the Sect's rules are too simple!"

Yang Liu stamped her feet in anxiety and leaned in to his ear, explaining in detail:

"Although the manager was assigned to the Servant District to manage the bottom-tier Menial Laborers, his status in the Sect's files is that of a bona fide Hehuan Sect Outer Sect Disciple! Your current status is merely a guard captain in the Servant District; in the eyes of the Sect, you are just a lowly Menial Laborer."

"A Menial Laborer killing a manager is an act of insubordination and a serious crime challenging the Sect's authority! Once the people from the Outer Sect's Punishment Hall investigate, the consequences will be unimaginable. Even if your combat power is strong, can you withstand those Foundation Establishment Stage enforcers from the Outer Sect?!"

A trace of despair flashed in Yang Liu's eyes. She had finally secured her position as manager, and she hadn't expected to face such a catastrophic disaster before the seat was even warm.

However, after hearing Yang Liu's thrilling argument, Qin Feng remained calm, and the smile at the corner of his mouth did not diminish in the slightest.

"I know."

Qin Feng answered calmly with those three words.

"You knew, and you still killed him?!" Yang Liu was almost choked by these words, her beautiful eyes widening.

"Not only do I know that insubordination is a capital crime,"

Qin Feng turned around and stood with his hands behind his back, his deep gaze seemingly piercing through the doors of the Management Hall, looking toward the higher and more distant Outer Sect main Peak,

"I also know that in three days, it will be the Hehuan Sect's triennial Servant Grand Competition. All elites in the Servant District can participate, and those who pass the assessment can be directly promoted to the Outer Sect."

Hearing this, Yang Liu froze for a moment, seemingly not yet grasping the deeper meaning in Qin Feng's words. "So what?"

Qin Feng chuckled, turned his head, and looked at that stunningly beautiful face full of doubt, patiently breaking down the situation for her.

"Information asymmetry, my lady."

Qin Feng reached out a finger and gently tapped Yang Liu's forehead,

"Manager Zhang died in District 666. Those routed remnants under his command will have to report the news level by level, and it will take at least seven days for it to reach the Outer Sect's Punishment Hall and go through the cumbersome procedures."

"And in three days, I will go to participate in the Servant Grand Competition. With my strength, taking first place in the competition and entering the Outer Sect will be as easy as reaching into a bag to take something."

Intense confidence and ambition exploded in Qin Feng's eyes, and his whole person exuded a domineering aura of strategizing and controlling everything,

"By the time the people from the Outer Sect's Punishment Hall receive the news and prepare to come and hold me accountable, I, Qin Feng, will already be a true Outer Sect Disciple of the Hehuan Sect."

"At that time, as fellow Outer Sect Disciples, Manager Zhang brought people to provoke trouble first. He wanted to kill me, and I killed him in self-defense. At most, it will be considered a personal grievance between fellow disciples, or an accidental death during a spar. Where would there be any talk of insubordination?"

"Such cases are numerous in the laws of the Hehuan Sect, and the people above will not make a big fuss over an ordinary Outer Sect Disciple."

Qin Feng's words were logically rigorous and watertight.

He had utilized the loopholes in the Sect's rules and the time difference to the extreme; it could truly be called flawless.

Boom—!

After hearing Qin Feng's plan, Yang Liu only felt a "buzz" in her brain, as if an electric current had swept through her entire body.

She stared blankly at the tall and upright man in front of her.

Not only did he possess terrifying martial prowess capable of killing those of the same rank in an instant, but he also had such a far-sighted and calculating mind!

He had long since calculated everything, and every step was ahead of everyone else.

She had previously even attempted to use power and poison to control him, which was simply ridiculous to the extreme.

Until this moment, the last line of defense in Yang Liu's heart completely collapsed.

What manager's dignity, what desire for power—in front of this man who was as perfect as a god or demon, they all became worthless.

Extreme worship and pathological attachment flooded her like a tide.

Seeing that Qin Feng was confident and had everything under control, Yang Liu's heart completely surrendered.

She no longer cared about the strange looks from the captains around her. She stepped forward, extended her soft, boneless jade arms, and gently, tenderly took his strong arm.

She pressed her stunningly beautiful cheek against Qin Feng's shoulder, her long, narrow peach-blossom eyes shimmering with flowing light, filled with unmelting tenderness and obsession.

"Husband, you are so amazing. I will listen to everything you say from now on..."

Yang Liu's voice was so soft and sweet that it seemed like it could drip water. She stood slightly on tiptoes, her breath like an orchid, whispering hot hints into Qin Feng's ear,

"Husband, leave the subsequent matters to your subordinate to handle. I want to go to the secret room in the backyard with you... to talk alone..."

Feeling the incredible sensation coming from her arm, and the attachment of a woman who had completely let down all her defenses.

"Mm." Qin Feng nodded slightly, a wicked smile curling the corner of his mouth as he put his arm around the beauty's slender waist and turned to walk toward the back of the great hall.

Just at the moment they turned around.

In Qin Feng's mind, a crisp and cold System notification sound suddenly rang out like celestial music.

[Ding! Detected that target 'Yang Liu' psychological defense line has completely collapsed, generating absolute worship toward the host.]

[Congratulations to the host! Obtained 100% submission value from Yang Liu! Obtained one super System gift package.]

[Does the host wish to open it immediately?!]