Chapter 88: An Ambiguous Misunderstanding

Chen Yufeng wore a delighted smile, leisurely riding his bicycle back to the apartment, humming a tune as he went. His heart brimmed with satisfaction. Just moments ago, he'd shown off in front of over two thousand people, and his reward points had soared by more than ten thousand in an instant. Now his total stood at 16,357.

A hundred thousand points for a drop of dragon's blood. He needed to show off a few more times, and at this rate, it wouldn’t take long. If opportunities didn’t arise, he’d simply create them—what was stopping him from flaunting his skills before thousands or even tens of thousands? He was determined to become a dragon, but first, he had to earn those hundred thousand points.

With these pleasant thoughts, Yufeng pedaled faster. In just over half an hour, he returned to his apartment, stripped off his clothes, and stepped into the shower.

Meanwhile, Ning Dou Dou was puzzled. She had just received an apology message from Zhao Zhanpeng, her ardent pursuer, promising never to bother her again. One less annoying fly—she was naturally thrilled. But she couldn’t fathom the reason. Yesterday he had clung to her relentlessly, and today, suddenly, it was a complete reversal. Could he really have been scared off by that neighbor? That seemed unlikely.

Well, whatever the reason, she was just glad he wouldn’t bother her anymore.

At that moment, Ning Dou Dou was walking down the corridor to her room, fiddling with her phone. As she scrolled, she stumbled upon a video that was being wildly shared online. The title: “Ninghai’s Strongest Male and Female Contest—A Legendary Dancer Appears on Stage.” Beneath it were captions like “Legendary Dancer Crushes Rich Kid, Dispenses Millions, Leaves in Style, Concealing His Merit and Fame…”

Her curiosity piqued, she clicked on the video. And what she saw stunned her. Though it lasted only two minutes, it was enough to leave her jaw agape, shaken to the core. She could hardly believe it was real.

“That’s so cool! But how could anyone pull off such difficult moves?” she wondered aloud. “Ah, what a pity—I should’ve watched longer. I missed such an awe-inspiring moment. Is it real or fake? If it’s real, he must have qualified. Maybe I’ll see him at the next competition.”

“Though I feel my dancing would be utterly crushed by his, witnessing such godlike skills in person would be a feast for the eyes. I really want to meet him.”

“Wait, why does this dancer look familiar?” she mused. “Er… Maybe I’m imagining things. How could it be him?”

As she approached her room, Ning Dou Dou glanced sideways and noticed the neighbor’s door wasn’t fully closed—it was left ajar.

“Technically, this neighbor should have fled yesterday. He shouldn’t be here now, and even if there were a new tenant, it wouldn’t happen so fast. Unless… he never left?”

Driven by intense curiosity, Ning Dou Dou hesitated but couldn’t resist pushing the door open.

She was immediately greeted by an indecent sight: her neighbor was indeed still there, and he had just emerged from the bathroom completely naked.

“Oh my god, what are you doing? Have you no shame?” Ning Dou Dou shrieked, startled by the sight of a naked man and quickly shut her eyes, her face flushed crimson.

“What the hell are you doing? This is my place, you peeping maniac! I never pegged you for someone with such bad habits,” Chen Yufeng exclaimed, equally startled to see the pretty neighbor suddenly appear. He hastily grabbed a pair of oversized pants to cover himself, embarrassed.

This was it—his chastity was doomed.

“You’re one to talk! Why didn’t you close your door properly? You wouldn’t be trying to… lure me in, would you?” Ning Dou Dou snapped, clearly frazzled.

Well, never mind—it’s not like she was the one at a disadvantage.

“You’re overthinking it. I have my principles; I’d never do something so shameless. I must have forgotten to close the door. I didn’t expect… Well, never mind, it’s just a misunderstanding,” Chen Yufeng said with an awkward smile, quickly pulling on his pants and reassuring her, “You can open your eyes now.”

“Oh,” Ning Dou Dou replied, opening her eyes.

After such an awkward scene, the air was tinged with embarrassment. Fortunately, they were both young and adaptable, and soon relaxed.

To smooth over the awkwardness, Chen Yufeng casually said, “There’s milk, juice, Sprite, and other drinks in the fridge. Help yourself to whatever you like.”

“Oh, thank you,” Ning Dou Dou said, not at all reserved. She was indeed a bit thirsty, so she grabbed a bottle of juice from the fridge and sat on the sofa. Normally, she wasn’t the type to enter a guy’s apartment so casually, but since she’d already come in, and this neighbor seemed decent—his gaze was clear, not lecherous—she felt comfortable enough.

More importantly, she had some questions for him.

After a short pause, Ning Dou Dou looked at Chen Yufeng in confusion. “Didn’t you run away yesterday? How come you’re back today? Aren’t you afraid that rich kid will take revenge?”

“Run away? You really underestimate me,” Chen Yufeng said, perking up and speaking mysteriously. “Do you know what I used to do? Do you know why I have such good skills?”

“Hmm? So you actually have a story?” Ning Dou Dou was intrigued, remembering how Chen Yufeng had instantly taken down four burly men the day before.

“Ah, those days of bullets and blood… I hadn’t planned to mention my glorious past, but since you’re so curious, I might as well tell you,” Chen Yufeng said, feigning a deep demeanor and adding, “But you have to promise to keep it secret. I prefer to stay low-key. Got it?”

“Don’t worry, I won’t blab. Go on,” Ning Dou Dou nodded, her eyes fixed on him in anticipation.

“Alright, listen carefully.” Chen Yufeng grinned, his face full of pride. “I used to be the king of special forces—the most mysterious Dragon Soul Special Forces in the world. Did you know?”

“Dragon Soul Special Forces? I’ve never heard of them, but they sound amazing!”

“Of course.”

“So, can you tell me about the earth-shattering feats you’ve accomplished?” Ning Dou Dou asked, genuinely curious. She hadn’t imagined her neighbor had such an impressive background.

“Well…” Chen Yufeng paused, then asked in return, “Do you know how the world’s top terrorist Bin Laden was killed? You really think it was done by those Americans? Do you know how Saddam was killed? Do you know about the Golden Triangle…”

Chen Yufeng was in full boasting mode, but the more Ning Dou Dou listened, the more she sensed something was off. She interrupted, “Don’t tell me you were the one leading those operations?”

“Smart. Not to brag, but back then I—”

Ning Dou Dou couldn’t help but burst out laughing, rolling her eyes in mock disdain at Chen Yufeng. “You’re taking advantage of my ignorance, aren’t you? Never mind the others—Saddam was killed in 2003. You’re, what, just over twenty now? How old were you in 2003? Seven or eight? You must have been prodigious, pulling off such feats at that age!”