Reincarnation of the Strongest Healer

Ning Yi was still a bit perplexed by why Xu Feng wanted to avoid his hug.

His hug was extremely special, and not just anyone could receive it. Only those he approved could receive his hug, much less his presence.

Nevertheless, he wasn’t dumb, and scrutinizing him a bit, Ning Yi indeed realized Xu Feng’s complexion was somewhat pale.

"Do you need to go to the hospital for a check-up?" Ning Yi asked in concern. "We can just delay this to some other day."

"Sure, we can delay it. It’s not like Catherine can’t wait another day for your transformation." Xu Feng adjusted his glasses and agreed.

Instantly, Ning Yi’s face turned solemn, and placed his hands at his hip. "Brother Feng, I thought about it. Your health is important, but this matter is even more important. We can not delay it to some other day."

His stance changed faster than a lightbulb being switched off.

One moment, he suggested that Xu Feng rest, but the very next second, he urged Xu Feng to continue their plan.

Unamused, Xu Feng simply nodded his head. "Alright, lead the way to the vacant office."

"Right away."

Shortly after, Ning Yi went to the elevator and flashed his identity toward a security guard. "I’m Ning Yi, here to inspect the office dedicated to my father, Ning Huo."

"So it’s Young Master Ning Yi." The guard was rather quick in recognizing his identity and explained, "I have been informed already. Please, feel free to tour around."

While saying that, the elevator arrived and the guard promptly pressed the elevator for him.

Such treatment was naturally only possible because Ning Yi’s father had shares in the Apex Tower. Otherwise, the guard wouldn’t have cared at all.

Of course, some guests are an exception as well if their identity and status are equivalent to the shareholders.

Once he was done, the guard finally took notice of Xu Feng, who had been covered by Ning Yi’s figure.

’Why is it him?’ The guard exclaimed inwardly in shock. He recognized Xu Feng mainly because the last time, he had stopped him, only to end up realizing he was a resident.

Now that he also realized the latter was familiar with Ning Yi, he became even more afraid. After all, he didn’t know if Xu Feng was offended by his actions previously, even if it was just a regulation check and part of his duty.

Meanwhile, Xu Feng didn’t pay the guard in mind as he entered the elevator.

’Phew, he didn’t remember me.’ As the elevator closed, the guard noticed Xu Feng didn’t even take a glance at him, which meant that he was overthinking.

Within the elevator though, Ning Yi was more perceptive than one could have imagined.

"Brother Feng, did you have a quarrel with that guard earlier?" Ning Yi asked curiously. "That guard’s expression and behavior changed a bit after seeing your face."

Unfazed, Xu Feng responded, "It was just a regulation check he did to confirm my residency at the Apex Tower. Nothing much."

Naturally, he recognized the guard, but there was just no reason for him to go after him.

The guard didn’t pick on him to antagonize him, but merely because of his job. Since that was the case, petty would be an understatement if he were to make things difficult for the guard in response.

"Oh, I see…" Visibly disappointed, Ning Yi thought he had some juicy drama awaiting, but it was nothing serious.

Sometime later, they arrived at the 24th floor.

"Hehe, this whole 24th floor is our Ning Family." Ning Yi walked out of the elevator, excited as he began introducing their reputation.

However, no matter how much he tried to describe it, the 24th floor was no different than an empty place.

"You can stop introducing the empty walls, Yi." Xu Feng mused.

"Empty walls?" Ning Yi was alarmed, placing a hand on his fat chest.

"Brother Feng, that’s a horrible misjudgment from you." He added, walking to a nearby wall and touching it. If it was just touching, then alright, but he was feeling it out as if the wall was a woman.

"Feel this smooth texture? Every wall here costs at least the average person their entire annual salary to afford."

"..."

Xu Feng truly regretted commenting on it, given Ning Yi continued to blabber on and on about the wall.

Finally, he ran out of breath and needed to take a breather, giving him an opportunity to change the topic.

"Anyway, I want to transform this office into a physical fitness area, as well as a room for gaming capsules." Xu Feng informed him.

"A physical fitness area?" Ning Yi twitched his mouth. "Brother Feng, you mean that I can lose this fat by exercising? But I have tried them already. It’s just not working."

"Relax, my physical fitness area is different from those you have visited in the past." Xu Feng smirked. Most Divine World guilds would soon come to realize that their strength is not just hindered by their levels and skills, but also their physical capacity.

And the best way to increase them?

Using Martial Techniques could enhance not only a person’s reaction time but also their attack power.

Naturally, these Martial Techniques are not the typical ones circulated around the world, but techniques that originated from the Divine World itself.

The movement he had displayed earlier was called Phantom Step.

Phantom Step allowed the user to move at such incredible speeds that they appeared to vanish and reappear instantaneously, creating the illusion of teleportation.

This technique exploited extreme acceleration and agility, enabling the user to dodge attacks, reposition strategically, or launch surprise assaults with unparalleled swiftness.

Additionally, the blinding speed left afterimages, further confusing and disorienting opponents.

However, the prerequisite to use such a technique was a durable and strong body, otherwise, one would expend their entire stamina and probably go into a coma in the process.

"You can just trust me on this matter, Yi. All you need to know is how fast can you get it done according to my arrangement?" Xu Feng smiled, not the least worried that he would disregard his idea. Discover exclusive content at NovelBin.Côm

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