Abyss Summoner-Chapter 215 - 210: Hunter

"We seem to have met somewhere before..."

Chen Feng was gentle and refined, even with a faint smile on his face, which to ordinary people might seem like a simple greeting.

But Xu Hongzhuang's back was already wet with sweat. They had more than just met; this man had brought countless nightmares upon her. He was simply a beast in human skin, acting erratically without rhyme or reason.

Xu Hongzhuang could confirm that he had recognized her. However, at this moment, he was pretending to be oblivious. No one could imagine the sinister heart hidden beneath that smiling face.

"Met before? That's impossible. Hongzhuang came to East Bridge a long time ago. Lieutenant Chen, let me introduce you. This is our heroine from East Bridge. Don't be deceived by Hongzhuang's young age; the number of monsters she's slain is countless!"

Feng Zhiyong smiled, continuously praising Xu Hongzhuang.

Chen Feng smiled and did not dwell on the notion of having met before. Instead, he stood up and slowly walked towards Xu Hongzhuang.

His pace was leisurely, step by step, without haste. Xu Hongzhuang wanted to flee, but her feet seemed glued to the ground, lacking even the courage to move. Hence, the only thing she could do was obediently stand and wait.

"I've heard Wang Feng mention you before, the female Martial God, truly living up to your name." Chen Feng stopped half a meter away from Xu Hongzhuang, observing her with interest as if she were a small animal.

From head to toe, not missing a single detail.

Xu Hongzhuang felt a chill throughout her body, sensing that she was no more than an ant that could be crushed at any moment. She dared not move, as sweat slowly trickled down her back, causing discomfort, yet she dared not make any gesture.

"No... it's just others giving me undue credit... I never thought so..." Xu Hongzhuang spoke with a tremble, her eyes fixed on Chen Feng. Fear, like snowflakes, enveloped her from above, freezing her whole body, making her speech falter.

"Oh? You are still quite modest. I see that the people around truly admire you. There are some identities in this world that, if they belong to you, they will always belong to you, no matter where you go." Chen Feng spoke ambiguously.

To Feng Zhiyong, these seemed like mere casual words. But for Xu Hongzhuang, she could discern the real intentions behind his words.

In front of the nursing home, Chen Feng's past atrocities replayed in her mind like a film. Right now, she simply did not know what to say; her mind was completely blank, devoid of any of her previous pride.

At this moment, Xu Hongzhuang felt like a fledgling that had fallen from a treetop, appearing exceptionally desperate and helpless.

Xu Hongzhuang bit her lip, aware of her current discomposure. If she continued talking, it might arouse Feng Zhiyong's suspicion. So she hurriedly said, "Colonel, I'm not feeling well today, I must take my leave..."

Feng Zhiyong turned around, his face full of concern: "This mission is fraught with danger, could it be that you've suffered some hidden injury, Hongzhuang? I'll send someone to check on you later."

"No need, I might just be a bit tired. A night's rest should suffice. Please continue your conversation with Lieutenant Chen..." Xu Hongzhuang originally wanted to say Chen Feng's name, but for some reason, a surge of fear prevented her from addressing him directly, opting instead for his rank.

Chen Feng extended his hand, the smile on his face remained composed: "I'll be here for a while, I think we'll have plenty of opportunities to meet again."

Looking at Chen Feng's outstretched hand, Xu Hongzhuang hesitated for a moment before reaching out her delicate hand.

Xu Hongzhuang, being a master at Silver Peak, had smooth, tender skin, entirely devoid of calluses. Chen Feng only felt as if he were touching a piece of mutton fat jade, making it hard to part with.

Beauty as jade.

This was the first impression in Chen Feng's mind when he touched her skin.

Xu Hongzhuang didn't know what Chen Feng's intentions were. In her heart, there was only panic and fear, with an urge to quickly escape from here and return to her room, where perhaps only then she might feel a bit more at ease.

While she was contemplating, hidden in a place unseen by Feng Zhiyong, Chen Feng's index finger started to slide across her palm.

Xu Hongzhuang was caught off guard by the sudden assault, redness instantly spreading across her cheeks. She wanted to resist but feared that Feng Zhiyong would notice something strange, so she could only endure his impudence.

If any other man dared to violate her like this, Xu Hongzhuang would have immediately snapped into a frenzy, slicing the opponent with a hand chop. But right now, standing before her was Chen Feng. Perhaps the deep impression he left on her back then was too profound, to the extent that she didn't even dare to evade, allowing him to violate her as such.

Moreover, Feng Zhiyong was standing right beside them. This feeling resembled a dining table where everyone appeared to be chatting and laughing, yet beneath the table, the parties were engaged in unspeakable acts.

The mix of stimulation, shyness, and a tingling sensation intertwined deep in her heart, causing fear while also igniting a kind of heat in her body.

How... how could this happen?! 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"I must go... goodbye..."

Xu Hongzhuang abruptly withdrew her hand from Chen Feng's palm, and the next second, she practically fled towards the door.

She turned around instantly, and no one noticed that her cheeks were already flush red, like a ripe apple, ready for any farmer to pick.

The banquet continued.

The guests present did not become desolate due to Xu Hongzhuang's departure. On the contrary, with the main character of the banquet gone, some people started to completely indulge in revelry.

With fine wine and good food, the banquet at this time turned into a bacchanal, with professionals indulging in unrestrained joy. War was full of too many uncertainties; perhaps tomorrow, they might become corpses. It was precisely for this reason that they wanted to cherish this rare indulgence and luxury.

The clamor was incessant.

But Chen Feng stood quietly in the corner, clenching his fist, as if he could still feel the warmth in his palm. That familiar figure had already escaped out of his sight at full speed.

However, East Bridge in the New City was only so big. No matter how far she ran, where could she possibly go?

To become a good hunter, the most basic condition is patience.

The prey has already been struck by his arrows, and he only needs to follow the trail of blood to find its hiding place.

Chase and pursue.

Watching the prey's blood run dry, gradually depleting its remaining desire to survive, this would indeed be a highly fulfilling experience, wouldn't it?