Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 269 Polite 2

Just as Lin Feng was filled with doubt and inner turmoil, a flicker of nervousness flashed in the man's eyes. He quietly nudged the woman, a subtle movement so subtle that it would be unnoticeable unless one looked closely. His eyes held a warning, as if to say, "Junior sister, you must stop talking." He knew she had nearly let something slip, and that some things were too far from Lin Feng's to share.

The man then hurried forward, his expression becoming serious. He clasped his fists and saluted Lin Feng, saying respectfully, "General Lin, we too have matters we cannot attend to, and we may need your assistance in the future." His voice was steady and powerful, each word sounding carefully considered. His eyes held a hint of helplessness and anticipation. Helplessness stemmed from their unspeakable difficulties, while anticipation stemmed from the hope that Lin Feng would understand their predicament and agree to help. His lips pursed slightly, revealing the seriousness of the matter. He fixed his gaze firmly on Lin Feng, awaiting his response.

Lin Feng was a man of integrity and righteousness. Seeing the man's sincere expression, though he still had some doubts, he didn't hesitate. His gaze instantly grew firm. He straightened his chest, clasped his fists in return, and said in a resounding voice, "Please rest assured, I will never shirk my responsibility to do anything within my power." His words were as firm and resolute as ice on a frozen field, unshakable. His eyes shone with sincerity and resolve, a sincerity that expressed respect for the life-saving grace, a resolve that characterized his entire approach. He thought, no matter what, these two had saved his life. As long as it was within his power, he would do it, even if it meant risking his life.

Upon hearing Lin Feng's answer, both the man and the woman smiled with relief. That smile, like the warm winter sun, dispelled some of the chill from the icy plains. They clasped their fists and saluted Lin Feng again, a gesture that expressed gratitude and trust. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, filled with a sense of tacit understanding. The man's eyes revealed a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had finally been lifted from his shoulders. The woman's gaze brightened even more, and she looked at Lin Feng with a touch of curiosity and admiration.

Lin Feng looked at the two, his curiosity growing. He felt that since they might cross paths more often in the future, knowing each other's names was basic courtesy. His eyes gleamed with anticipation, like a child waiting for an adult to tell a mysterious story. He asked respectfully, "I don't know your names yet."

Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, the man clasped his fists again, bowed slightly, and replied solemnly, "My name is Cangyu, and this is my junior sister, Youlan." His voice was clear and powerful, and a look of pride etched across his face as he introduced himself and his junior sister. He stood tall and straight, like an icicle on a glacier, demonstrating his excellent upbringing and the demeanor of his sect.

Youlan blushed slightly as her senior brother introduced her, and she bowed gently. Her movements were light and graceful, like snowflakes dancing on an icy plain. A hint of shyness lingered in her eyes. She raised her head slightly, glanced at Lin Feng, then quickly lowered it again, a faint smile on her lips. She thought to herself, this Lin Feng seemed quite interesting, and he was also very loyal.

When Lin Feng heard their names, a look of surprise crossed his face. His eyes lit up, and he said, "Brother Cangyu, Miss Youlan, it's a pleasure to meet you." Then he quickly clasped his fists again, performing a more solemn salute. His gesture was filled with respect, and his eyes revealed a mixture of awe and kindness. He thought to himself, these two names are so poetic; just from the names, he could sense that they must be extraordinary people.

Cangyu and Youlan hurriedly returned the greeting, their movements smooth and natural, as if they had practiced countless times. The wind on the ice seemed to sense the harmonious atmosphere between them, and gradually died down. The sunlight shone on them, illuminating their saluting figures, creating a beautiful and solemn scene on the white ice.

Cang Yu's favorable impression of Lin Feng grew even stronger. He silently thought to himself that Lin Feng was indeed a man who valued friendship and courtesy. He looked at Lin Feng with a look of recognition and trust in his eyes. He felt that if Lin Feng's help ever came to him, he would definitely keep his promise. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly unconsciously, this subtle movement revealing his inner joy.

Youlan, on the other hand, secretly observed Lin Feng. She felt that Lin Feng possessed a unique charm, one that stemmed not only from his immense strength but also from his humble, courteous demeanor and sincere gaze. Curiosity glittered in her eyes, and she wanted to learn more about this mysterious man. Her fingers unconsciously twirled a strand of her hair, a subtle gesture she made when she was thoughtful or curious.

As Lin Feng spoke with Cangyu and Youlan, his gaze inadvertently swept across their bodies, and he quickly noticed that they seemed to be injured. A flash of concern flashed across his eyes, and he frowned slightly as he asked, "Did you two encounter any enemies?" His voice was steady and calm, but the concern contained in it was very clear.

When Cangyu heard Lin Feng's question, a hint of embarrassment immediately crossed his face. His eyes were evasive, as if he was trying to avoid Lin Feng's probing gaze. His lips trembled slightly, and then he forced a smile and said, "These are the injuries we sustained during our competition." As he spoke, he unconsciously shifted his body, trying to adjust his posture to hide the scars. He felt a little flustered, thinking to himself, "I hope Lin Feng doesn't see through this." He looked away, not daring to meet Lin Feng's gaze, and his fingers unconsciously clenched and unclenched, revealing his inner tension.

However, Lin Feng, a veteran of countless battles, possessed extensive experience and keen insight into the origins of various scars. He could tell at a glance that these injuries were no mere product of simple combat. The shape, distribution, and depth of the scars all conveyed an unusual aura. But he also knew that everyone had their own secrets, and since Cang Yu was unwilling to share them, forcing his question would be rude.

Lin Feng simply shook his head, his eyes filled with understanding and gratitude as he said, "You two, even though you were injured, still came to save me. I can't repay you enough." His expression was sincere, his eyes gleaming with earnestness. He slowly cupped his fists and bowed deeply to Cangyu and Youlan. The movement was solemn and slow, each movement seeming to express his deep gratitude.