Female Novel
Chapter 114
Looking at the mild and timid beautiful lady before him, Chu Feng said helplessly, “Sit down, I didn’tmean it that way, calm down. Heather, you’re one of my few true friends who I cherish whole-heartedly.” Chu Feng’s voice was calm but firm. He smiled gently and wiped the tears off the corner ofHeather’s eyes. “That little girl who was struggling to survive after she climbed out from the ruins of theHoly Temple had grown up and become a beautiful young lady indeed.”
Recalling the past, Heather’s eyes reddened. The words ‘true friend’, which came out of Chu Feng’smouth, stung her and made her want to cry. She grabbed Chu Feng’s arm and grumbled, “If you reallytreat me like your younger sister, then why didn’t you tell me you’re still alive? Three years ago, whenthe fire from the Holy War engulfed the entire Western World, people said you fought Satan to thedeath and died in the duel. I cried over your death for a long time.”
“What the people said was true. If it wasn’t because of that old man who saved me from the ruins, Iwould have been dead by now.” Chu Feng’s eyes flickered and he continued solemnly, “I’ve beenrecuperating from my injuries all these three years. Even right now, I’m like a living dead person.”
“Recuperating from injuries? Living dead person?” Heather exclaimed in shock. “Is it so serious?Haven’t you recovered yet now?”
“I’ll let you see something, you’ll understand after you see it.” Chu Feng pondered for a while before hestood up, removed his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt.
Heather was baffled. She then blushed and mumbled shyly, “My Lord, if y-you wish to do it, why don’tyou close the curtain first as this is m-my first time—”
At the corner, Old Henry knowingly walked out of the room and closed the door.
Heather twitched her voluptuous and seductive body while hesitantly walked closer toward Chu Feng.Sensual thoughts filled her mind; the idea of the Westerners’ fiery passion combined with the Orientals’subtle tenderness, eventually becoming one, was truly alluring and mesmerizing.
Chu Feng gasped. He gave Heather a light slap on her backside and scolded, “What nonsense are youthinking about? Do I look like that kind of person to you? What I want you to see is my wound.”
Heather blushed again. She was so overwhelmed with shame that she thought of hiding herself awayfrom Chu Feng.
Heather sneaked a peek at Chu Feng. His strong upper body was well contoured with muscles and hisunique masculinity made Heather go red. All those bullet and knife scars, though marked the glory of awarrior, saddened her.
Suddenly, Heather’s bright eyes bulged and she exclaimed in shock, “W-What is this?”
Near Chu Feng’s heart, there was a strange looking flower; it was a beautiful flower with a blood redcolor. The flower looked as if it had grown from beneath his body. The intertwining greenish stemsspread from the flower in the center and coiled around all over his limbs and body. The flower, thoughbeautiful, gave out a suffocating scent of danger.
“The most deadly poison of the Holy Temple, the Mandraka Poison,” Chu Feng said calmly. “I waspoisoned by Satan during the fight. Whoever was poisoned will gradually lose his humanity and fall intoa hysterical lunatic state and finally, become a senseless beast.”
Chu Feng recalled his hysterical state when he lost control of himself due to the poison during hisrecovery in the North Pole for three years. He would have lost his hope to live and let his illness take itstoll on him until he eventually became a beast, if Qin Shihuang did not tell him that he still had adaughter in order to inspire him to continue to live.
“T-This is terrible. It’s so cruel!” Heather exclaimed repeatedly while putting her hand over her lips. Shecould not imagine the pain an honored warrior like Chu Feng had to endure when he stood helplesslywatching himself turning into a senseless beast.
“But luckily, after three years of research, a special drug which is able to temporarily control the poisoninside my body was discovered.” Chu Feng got dressed and continued with a worried face, “Still, all thedrug can do is just to keep the poison at bay, but it cannot cure me of the poison completely. I can stillfeel the Mandraka Flower growing within my body and gradually take control of my sanity. So, I need tofind an antidote for the poison as soon as possible.”
For all these three years, Qin Shihuang had researched through all the recorded documents in thecountry. He even asked for the help of several renowned physicians. Yet, his hands were tied when itconcerned the strange poison. Therefore, Chu Feng thought it would be wise to find the antidote fromits origin—the Holy Temple. novelbin
“Even though the Holy Temple had perished, it still dominated the Western Mafia World for over twohundred years.” Chu Feng looked at Heather and said, “So, I need your help—using your family’sinfluence—help me gather some information from the Western World about ways to neutralize thepoison.”
“No problem!” Heather nodded solemnly without any hesitation. “I’ll do my best to help you find the
antidote. Don’t worry, my Lord, I will keep today’s matter a secret and I won’t tell anyone about it.”
Chu Feng nodded. He did not seem to care about it at all. Although his ability was greatly reduced afterhe was poisoned, he was fearless against his enemies and their retaliation. Chu Feng would kill themall if they dared to come and seek vengeance.
“Alright then, I’m afraid I’ve taken up much of your precious time. I should be going now. Duo Duo andMuqing are still waiting for me.” Chu Feng rose, a warm smile crossed his face when he thought of hiscute daughter.
“I bid you farewell, my Lord.” Heather stood up and gave Chu Feng a polite bow.
In front of the French windows at the top of the building, with a cup of coffee in her hand, Heathergazed down the stairs at Chu Feng’s diminishing figure. A slight dejection flashed through her eyes asshe sighed gloomily.
Right now, the headstrong legendary businesswoman, Heather looked like a grudging little woman whoreluctantly bid her beloved husband farewell when he left home.
By her side, Old Henry, who had been through highs and lows in his life, knew perfectly well what loveis. He realized Heather had fallen madly in love with the young man. Old Henry thought Chu Feng hadneither an exceptional background nor a powerful influence. He was no match for other nobles andtalented young men. He did not understand why Heather would fall in love with a plain and ordinaryyoung man like Chu Feng.
Old Henry sighed helplessly and walked toward Heather. He asked, “Miss Heather, do you like him?”
Heather’s beautiful eyes flickered nervously, unable to conceal her true feelings. “Who doesn’t like agreat man like him?”
Old Henry snorted. Chu Feng did not look great to him at all. Old Henry then remarked proudly, “MissHeather, if you really like him, why don’t you take the initiative and win him over? With your talent andbeauty, his wife is no match for you. I’m sure he’ll be bewitched and completely under your control assoon as you have won his heart.”