If Chen Feng knew what was running through Qin Huairu’s mind, he would certainly tell her off in no uncertain terms!
What sort of wishful thinking was that?
She could go jump in a lake for all he cared.
He was no "lickspittle" like He Yuzhu, and he had no habit of playing with used goods.
While Cao Cao might have been a legendary figure, he was prone to trouble. It was precisely because he messed with "used goods" that he not only lost his top generals but ended up losing his son as well.
A cautionary tale, indeed.
One must learn from the past! Besides, wasn’t it better to have the original, untouched goods?
Back home, Chen Feng stowed his things away. Looking around at the somewhat sparse room, he began to consider some renovations. Before, he hadn't had the capability. Although he had money, his own physical condition was too frail; despite his extreme caution, if any of those "beasts" in the courtyard decided to get vicious and make a move on him, he would have been the one to suffer.
Even though Chen Feng had arrived in this world a month ago, he hadn’t let arrogance get the better of him just because he was a transmigrator. There were no true idiots in this world. Anyone who could survive in this era was no pushover. Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui—none of them were simple. It was precisely because he understood this that Chen Feng had chosen to bide his time, waiting until he had the strength to take his revenge. After all, he hadn’t started with a Gold Finger.
Chapter 27