Lin Feng stood in the river, motionless, while Jiang Cheng was repelled several meters away by a powerful force.
His leg felt as if it had struck something hard, both painful and numb.
The blood vessels in his calf had burst, and his leg was a bloody mess, a sight no one could bear to look at.
Jiang Yiyi and Jiang Zuoli were stunned.
Jiang Cheng also trembled, realizing that the young man before him was no easy opponent.
"Young master, young lady, you should leave quickly. I'll hold him off!"
Disregarding the searing pain in his leg, Jiang Cheng anxiously gestured, worried that Lin Feng might harm Jiang Zuoli and Jiang Yiyi.
As the grandfather and granddaughter duo wondered what to do, Lin Feng spoke lazily, "You're disturbing my swim. If you have nothing else, get away from me!"
"Disturbing your swim?"
"This river is so polluted, you can still swim?"
Jiang Yiyi and Jiang Zuoli found it incredible.
Jiang Yiyi, however, noticed the change in the river water: "Grandfather, look!"
Jiang Zuoli glanced in the direction Jiang Yiyi pointed. When he saw that the murky water had somehow become crystal clear, he was instantly taken aback.
His first thought was that Lin Feng was no ordinary person.
In fact, this young man was quite extraordinary.
"Young friend, I apologize. We were impolite and didn't realize you were swimming!"
"This is my business card. May I know your name, young friend? Would you perhaps consider being friends with this old man?"
Jiang Zuoli composed himself, took a business card from his pocket, and handed it to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng glanced at it dismissively and said calmly, "Forget about friendship. You are not worthy of being my friend."
"Stay away from me. That's better than anything else!"
With a cold tone, Lin Feng leaped into the river and continued to float on his back.
However, his words "you are not worthy" left the three of them baffled.
After all, he was the head of the Jiang family from the provincial capital, someone whom countless business magnates and family patriarchs in Qingcheng strived to appease.
For a young man like Lin Feng to outright declare them unworthy, did this kid not know what the Jiang family represented?
Just as Jiang Zuoli and the other two were at a loss for words,
Lin Feng, who was lying in the river, suddenly sat up and returned.
Seeing this, Jiang Zuoli's face lit up with joy, thinking Lin Feng had reconsidered and intended to befriend him.
To their surprise, after getting ashore, Lin Feng uttered words that nearly made the three of them collapse.
"Old sir, I see you have a good heart, thinking I was drowning and intending to save me."
"Out of consideration for your kindness, I'll give you a few words of advice."
"Your 'yin tang' (between eyebrows) is dark, extending to your cheeks, and your eyes are filled with bloodshot veins. These are signs of impending death."
"The heart belongs to fire. You will die at dawn seven days from now. Prepare your affairs!"
Lin Feng said this very seriously.
"I'm going to die? Seven days from now is my death day?"
Jiang Zuoli found it unbelievable. He had always been healthy; how could he be dying?
"You scoundrel, you're asking for death!"
Jiang Cheng, dragging his injured leg, was furious and bristled with anger.
How could he tolerate Lin Feng cursing his master?
"Hmph, believe it or not, it's up to you. In any case, he only has seven days left. On that day, everything will be revealed!"
Lin Feng couldn't be bothered to explain.
Jiang Zuoli smiled faintly, "Young man, I've received your warning. If I'm still alive in seven days, I will definitely invite you for a meal."
"You won't get to eat; you'll definitely die!"
Lin Feng's bluntness was shocking. With that, he jumped back into the river and disappeared.
"Grandfather, don't believe this scoundrel's words. This guy is just a show-off. We spoke to him politely, and he's so ungrateful!"
Jiang Yiyi was furious. She had never met anyone as shamelessly arrogant as Lin Feng.
When had the Jiang family ever suffered such humiliation!
Jiang Zuoli, however, did not think Lin Feng was speaking recklessly.
Having lived to his age, his judgment of people was quite accurate. He said solemnly, "Yiyi, this young man is not simple. I can tell he is no ordinary person. Even Jiang Cheng is no match for him, which proves this person's martial arts are extremely high!"
"Coupled with the fact that the murky river water suddenly became clear, could this also be related to him in some way?"
"Perhaps, seven days from now, it truly will be my death day?"
Jiang Zuoli fell into deep thought.
Jiang Yiyi bit her lip and said dismissively, "Grandfather, these are all coincidences. He's not a god; how could swimming just once purify the river water?"
"I think he's just a small trickster trying to get your attention with such tactics."
Seeing that Lin Feng had already disappeared, Jiang Zuoli could only let it go.
"Forget it. Whether it's true or false, the answer will come in seven days."
Jiang Zuoli was worried. He had a feeling that Lin Feng's words were not unfounded.