Xiaofeng glanced at the time; it was already lunchtime. She was just about to clear the table to one side and head back for a meal.
Suddenly, the fat man from last time arrived with a few people.
Each of them was bulky, with scruffy beards, giving off not-so-friendly vibes.
As soon as the fat man arrived, he pointed at Xiaofeng with his finger, "Last time, it was her who threw me out with great strength, and she claimed to be someone from the Dragon King."
The Dragon King, after all, was the person sought after on the streets of the Imperial Capital in recent years. Now that there was a bit of news about the Dragon King, naturally everyone wanted to come over and check thoroughly.
There were five people in total from the other side, and apart from the short stature of the fat man, the other four were robust, muscular, and their expressions were just as intimidating.
Listening to the fat man, the leader, a man with a faint scar across his forehead, looked at Su Xiaofeng seriously and asked, word by word, "Do you know the Dragon King? Where is he?"
Who the Dragon King was and where he was, she certainly had no idea.
At the time, she had heard the fat man say he was a man of the Wolfman, and she simply bluffed, saying she was from the Dragon King, just to scare him.
Now, although the fat man had been scared away, he had brought her this trouble.
It looked like, if her answer today didn’t satisfy them, whether her business here could prosper was still a question.
"The Dragon King, what Dragon King?" Xiaofeng decided to play dumb.
"What, you were so fierce last time, saying you were from the Dragon King, and now you’re backing down?" The fat man sneered at her denial.
"Hey, I just said something off the cuff, and you really believed it? If I said I was the Dragon King, would you believe that too?" Su Xiaofeng retorted, treating the opponent as if he were a fool to believe such statements.
"I definitely can’t believe what you just said offhandedly." The fat man obviously wasn’t stupid: "You easily laid me down last time, and that’s no fake. Now you either tell us where the Dragon King is, or we’re going to challenge you to a duel.
If it was something she just said casually, he certainly could not trust her.
His own martial skills weren’t bad; his weight, too, was not light—weighing over 200 pounds, yet a young girl effortlessly threw him out.
This was a great humiliation for him.
"You had the guts to claim you were from the Dragon King, you should have the ability to accept our challenge," Scarface looked at Xiaofeng. "Or would you rather tell us where the Dragon King is? Just tell us where the Dragon King is, and we’ll leave right now."
Xiaofeng thought quickly. While she was protected by her space ability and could use spatial powers, that was when there were not many people.
Now with so many people around, if they were to attack all at once, she couldn’t possibly take care of everything, not to mention her space ability might be exposed.
So, a duel was definitely out of the question.
But if the other side was insistent on knowing the whereabouts of the Dragon King, she wasn’t necessarily unable to tell.
After all, the Dragon King was a mysterious person by nature. She could point them in any direction, and they definitely couldn’t verify it.
"Look at you guys, I just said something casually back then, and you took it seriously. The Dragon King, who is that? He’s the top figure in the underworld, elusive as a dragon." Xiaofeng began selling the clue: "To tell the truth, I didn’t know he was the Dragon King at that time; he just saw me being bullied and casually pulled me aside to help."
Making up stories was something anyone could do. They wanted to know where the Dragon King was? Let them listen to her fabrications.
"Where did the Dragon King save you?" Scarface was relatively sharp, asking the key question.
"In Haicheng," Xiaofeng clapped her head. "Right, it was in Haicheng, he descended like a hero from the skies, appeared in front of me, and with just a few fingers sent the people bullying me running. I thought of him as a hero, but he merely scoffed at it."
Though the story was far-fetched, it should fit the Dragon King’s persona.
"Yes, the Dragon King is indeed someone who despises evil," Scarface nodded.
Xiaofeng wanted to laugh inside; this Scarface was quite cute.
"Yes, I only remember that he was very strong back then, handling one to two hundred pounds as if it was nothing, very effortlessly," Xiaofeng tried her best to make it sound real. "Honestly, I only met him once. When he was leaving, I asked his name; he told me just to call him the Dragon King."
"When the fat man said he was under Wolfman, in haste, I blurted out that I was under the Dragon King. As for the fact that I threw the fat man out, that was completely a coincidence, just a misunderstanding. I’m just a frail woman; how could I stand a chance against the fat man?"