Chapter 40: An Invitation Wrapped in Gold
The next morning, the campus felt oddly split—like two separate worlds woven into the same ground. In one, students rushed to class, backpacks slung, eyes on deadlines. In the other, whispers passed like shadows between those in the know.
And all of them were whispering about one thing.
"Did you hear? Lin Feng was seen at the Skybridge Lounge."
"Is that even real? I thought that place was for the old money crowd."
"He walked in with Zhao Rouran and Luo Zixuan. That’s practically a declaration of war."
From behind his cup of cheap vending machine coffee, Lin Feng simply listened. His hoodie still looked like it had been through three winters. He hadn’t changed—but clearly, the narrative around him had.
The system piped up smugly.
[System: Host, your stealth mode is so good, even the cockroaches are doubting their social rank.]
Lin Feng sipped the bitter brew and didn’t respond. He had bigger things to focus on.