Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1288 It's so delicious!

Young Master Pang glared at Lin Feng with his bright black eyes.

"Drinking is bad for your health, so don't try to be a hero in the future. This soup is made by me, I don't know how it tastes, but it really helps with hangovers."

"Okay, thank you, thank you."

Lin Feng didn't know what to say. He could sense something was off about the man's tone, so he could only agree and gesture for Ye Liangcai to bring him the soup.

The soup was still hot, but as soon as Lin Feng took a sip, he realized that too much salt had been added.

They didn't dare to frown or crease their faces; their expressions had to show surprise.

"Oh, this soup tastes so good, so delicious, so delicious."

Young Master Pang revealed a smug look, his red lips slightly parted, revealing his snow-white teeth, which gleamed like jade under the light.

"Here, Lin Er, have some. It's so delicious. I didn't expect Young Master Pang to be such a good cook."

Ye Liangcai took the soup bowl with a puzzled look and took a sip.

Fortunately, he had his back to Pang Xiuli, and his face immediately scrunched up like a gourd as he grimaced and shouted.

"Ah, it's delicious, really...delicious."

Lin Feng seized the opportunity to say, "If you like it, drink more. Don't worry Young Master Pang."

Ye Liangcai understood Lin Feng's meaning: he wanted Ye Liangcai to drink more soup and not leave any for him.

Since the boss had spoken, I didn't dare hesitate. I frowned and forced the soup down my throat.

Pang Xiuli, however, refused to comply. She took two steps forward and pressed down on the earthenware pot with her hand.

"Lin Er, you didn't drink that much, why are you drinking so much hangover soup?"

Ye Liangcai stared blankly at the empty bowl.

Lin Feng raised his voice and said, "If he likes to drink, let him drink more. He's probably thirsty. I'm much better now."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Pang, your soup is so delicious, please let me have a few more sips."

Ye Liangcai stared longingly at Pang Xiuli.

Pang Xiuli reluctantly let go of his hand, and only after watching Ye Liangcai finish drinking the whole pot of soup did she finally smile.

"Get some rest, I'll stew more for you tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around, stepped out the door, and disappeared into the night outside the door amidst two blank stares.

Lin Feng sighed after everyone had disappeared.

"Go and get some more water, you've worked hard."

Ye Liangcai wiped his lips: "It's not hard work, but we can't stay any longer tomorrow."

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Turn off the lights, I'm going out for a bit."

Ye Liangcai nodded, stepped forward to close the door, and blew out the candles.

Lin Feng tidied his clothes, put on his shoes, paused for a moment, then leaned out of the window and leaped out.

Having already visited the Prime Minister's residence during the day, there was no need to observe the route further. Flying swiftly, they quickly crossed the high walls of the residence and landed on a pavilion.

Lin Feng's consciousness spread out, scanning the entire central area of ​​the Prime Minister's residence.

Every scene was clearly reflected in my mind.

Within half an hour, the secret shipment being escorted by Hongsheng Escort Agency appeared in Lin Feng's mind.

This is a row of storerooms in the backyard of the Prime Minister's residence. The courtyard walls are high, and on the high storeroom walls, near the roof, there is only a very small bat-shaped window. An adult's body cannot squeeze through it at all, and it is very high off the ground, so ordinary people cannot easily climb up it.

Soldiers guarded the warehouse, and patrol teams passed by frequently.

There was no way to enter through the doorway; there were two soldiers there who never left, and the window was too small.

Lin Feng frowned, pondering how to obtain the package from the warehouse without leaving a trace.

He doesn't have much time; he has other things to do tonight.

After a moment of contemplation, Lin Feng quietly got up, bypassed the sentry post in the darkness, and flew to the roof of the warehouse.

He approached the eaves, hooked his hand onto the roof tiles, bent down and leaned close to the narrow window, reaching one hand inside.

The consciousness focused and probed into the warehouse, locking onto a package placed on a wooden shelf.

After confirming that the package indeed contained the Zhenxi Army Water Ghost Set, he concentrated his mind and focused all his energy on the package.

Lin Feng had seen a similar technique in the booklet Yan Jin gave him, which was that once a cultivator reached a certain level, they could use their mind to control objects outside their body.

The higher one's skill level, the larger the object one can drive, and the farther the driving distance.

Of course, this kind of technique does not rely solely on abundant internal energy; it requires a more advanced level of mental control.

Lin Feng's soul is powerful, far surpassing that of ordinary people. In addition, his true qi is more abundant than that of high-level cultivators in hidden sects. Therefore, he felt that this method might be successful.

At this moment, Lin Feng attempted to use this method to draw the package, which was seven or eight zhang away from him, into his hand using his mind.

The package is long and narrow, so it can be taken out of the small window without any obstruction.

With his mind highly focused, the package on the wooden shelf began to shake, which delighted Lin Feng; the method had indeed worked.

However, the package only shook in place and could not move at all.

Lin Feng's brain was about to explode from the pressure, but the package still wouldn't move an inch.

Only then did he regret that he had underestimated the abilities of the reclusive sects, believing that their cultivation was mostly a form of self-hypnosis.

They don't believe in any path to immortality. The only contribution of these inner disciples is to elevate the method of circulating true qi to a new level, making their abilities extraordinary.

As for the ability to retrieve objects from a distance, that's a joke, just like the magic tricks Lin Feng saw in his previous life—it's all a hoax.

The current situation made Lin Feng realize that this technique was still traceable. If he hadn't underestimated it, he might have been able to get the package without any damage tonight.

Regret was useless. Lin Feng focused all his energy on the package and continued to try to adjust his approach to manipulate its movement.

Within moments, sweat beaded on Lin Feng's forehead, veins bulged, and his whole body began to tremble.

The package still couldn't be moved an inch.

Just as the package was about to move, a surge of complex negative emotions suddenly erupted in Lin Feng's mind, causing him to lose control of his body and fall off the roof tiles.

As Lin Feng fell through the air, he quickly suppressed the negative emotions in his mind, and his true energy began to circulate normally. Just before landing, he flipped over and gently supported himself on the ground with his limbs.

The surroundings were quiet, and the silent landing did not disturb the two soldiers standing at the warehouse door.

Lin Feng used all four limbs to quietly shrink his body into the shadows.

The operation failed.

Since Miao Changfeng put the package into the storeroom, he was probably waiting for an opportunity to present it to Emperor Zhao Zheng.

This opportunity should be a chance for Miao Changfeng to turn his life around.

Lin Feng pondered for a while. Now that he had found the package, if he wanted to steal it without leaving a trace, he would have to find another way.

He had another important matter to attend to tonight, so he flipped out of the shadows, silently took flight, and circled his way out of the Prime Minister's residence.

He had already memorized the map drawn by Zhu Qisheng. After standing on the rooftop to determine the direction, his body left a blur in the night sky and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Lin Feng landed on the eaves of a tall building, his consciousness spreading out to observe everything happening in the courtyard.

This place is just one street away from the Taisho Imperial Palace, and you can see the grand palaces inside from here.

The house is not large, but it has three courtyards, which are small and exquisite. It has all the features that a courtyard should have, such as artificial hills and flowing water, long corridors and winding bridges, pavilions and towers.

However, the house already has an owner.