Chapter 846: The Angry Saintess

Chapter 846: Chapter 846: The Angry Saintess

"It’s not your fault, it’s my own." Ling Feng sighed and said, "Can you give me some more time?"

At this point, Ling Feng could only rely on the strategy of stalling.

Talabova looked at Ling Feng, whose face carried a trace of guilt, and suddenly smiled brightly. "Alright, I won’t push you for now. After all, you’re the man I, Talabova, have fallen for. By the way, this time you reached out to the Eye of God. Is there something specific you need?"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Do you know if the Eye of God has heard of the Freedom Organization’s plan to target the Louvre?"

Talabova smiled confidently. "In this world, there’s no information that can escape the Eye of God’s detection!"

Ling Feng nodded. The intelligence-gathering ability of the Eye of God was terrifying—far beyond other underground forces. Ling Feng was well aware of this, even though it puzzled him.

"I want to know when the Freedom Organization plans to act, what happened to the family that ended cooperation with the Papal Court of Light, and who the mysterious attacker targeting them is," Ling Feng asked.

Talabova tapped the table with her fingers, a smile playing at the corners of her eyes. "Dear, even though we’ll soon be like family, business is business. I still have to abide by the rules of the Eye of God!"

Ling Feng nodded. "I understand. What will it cost me to get this intelligence?"

Talabova replied, "Let me first check the classification of this information. Meanwhile, have a coffee and wait!"

With that, Talabova ordered a cappuccino for Ling Feng and swayed her hips as she left the room.

In another room, Talabova frowned deeply as she looked over the documents in her hands. From these documents, she easily reached a conclusion.

Ling Feng must have already allied himself with the Papal Court of Light. What’s more, they planned to intervene forcibly when the Freedom Organization made its move on the Louvre!

"What a greedy bastard!" Talabova sighed. "Does he seriously think the Freedom Organization’s operation can be concealed from most people? Not just the Rose Squad—other underground forces are eyeing the Freedom Organization’s action too. Acting rashly like this... Sigh, he’s truly a worry-inducing man!"

After thinking for a moment, Talabova picked up the documents and turned to re-enter Ling Feng’s room.

"What price will I need to pay for this information?" Ling Feng asked as Talabova entered the room.

Talabova cast Ling Feng a sidelong glance. "The information you want is now in my hands, but I have one question for you: Do you really want the Louvre’s map?"

Ling Feng’s face showed no surprise. He had long known that this matter wouldn’t escape the Eye of God.

"What’s the matter? Is the Eye of God also interested in the Atlantis map?" Ling Feng asked.

Talabova shook her head. "Of course not. This goes against the Eye of God’s principles, so we’ve never considered competing for the map of the Atlantis Continent. What I want to know is—why do you want that map? Don’t you know how many people have their eyes on the map of Atlantis?"

"So what?" Ling Feng said lazily. "I, Ling Feng, have nothing to fear."

Talabova looked at Ling Feng with a slightly mesmerized gaze. It was precisely Ling Feng’s fearless attitude that truly captivated her.

"Since you’re determined, I can give you the information. I don’t need much—just you holding me tightly for ten seconds!" Talabova said softly, her eyes sparkling with tenderness.

...

Ling Feng left the café feeling slightly disheveled. Facing a woman like Talabova, there was hardly a man on earth who could maintain his composure. To make matters worse, over the past year, Talabova’s gaze seemed to have become even more piercing!

"Ugh, if I’d known Talabova was in Paris, I wouldn’t have come to the Eye of God even if I were beaten to death!" Ling Feng thought bitterly to himself.

Still, thanks to the intelligence provided by the Eye of God, Ling Feng was finally certain of one thing—the Papal Court of Light hadn’t deceived him. At least, what they told him was the truth.

After Ling Feng left, Talabova leaned against her chair, her brows furrowed tightly. After a while, she picked up her phone and said, "Seal all intelligence related to the Freedom Organization’s attack on the Louvre and other associated information. From now on, no transactions are allowed without my permission!"

After hanging up, Talabova sighed. "Ling Feng, this is all I can do to help you."

When Ling Feng tiptoed back to the inn and opened the door, he was immediately met with an angry, beautiful face. "Ling Feng, can you tell me where you’ve been?"

Looking at Saint Di Anfu, who was fuming with rage, Ling Feng grinned cheekily and said, "Oh? You woke up already? Couldn’t sleep a bit longer?"

Saint Di Anfu sneered. "Oh, surprised I woke up so soon, aren’t you? Even though you hypnotized me, my body has been blessed by the Holy Light. So, unfortunately for you, your hypnotic effect was diminished significantly!"

When Saint Di Anfu woke, she found herself lying on the bed while Ling Feng had long since disappeared. She immediately realized that Ling Feng, this mischievous man, had deliberately planned to make her fall asleep.

"I was just worried that you were too tired." Ling Feng said with feigned sincerity. "I wanted you to rest more. Don’t bite the hand that feeds you, alright?"

Saint Di Anfu’s expression darkened. "Don’t think I don’t understand. You not only lied to me but also insulted me by calling me a dog?"

Ling Feng: "..."

"Hmph. Where did you sneak off to?" Saint Di Anfu asked coolly.

Ling Feng shrugged. "Come on, this is Paris, the city of romance. Naturally, I went out searching for a romantic encounter!"

Saint Di Anfu scrutinized Ling Feng suspiciously, then walked around him in a circle. "You do smell like another woman’s perfume. Tsk tsk tsk, I never expected you, Ling Feng, to be this kind of person, running off to find call girls so quickly!"

"However..." She paused here, curling her lip disdainfully. "Your performance must’ve been pretty poor, huh? Are you what they call a ’quick shooter’?"

Ling Feng’s face turned as black as coal. He’d just been mocked by Saint Di Anfu, this little virgin. Truly a humiliation beyond belief!

"Haha, whether I’m a quick shooter or not, you’d have to try it to find out! Real knowledge comes from practice, doesn’t it?" Ling Feng said mischievously.

"Shameless, pervert!" Saint Di Anfu’s cheeks flushed. "Hmph, if you dare try ditching me again in the future, remember, I’m not someone to mess with!"

With a sinister glare, she added, "Never underestimate a woman’s capacity for revenge!"

Ling Feng couldn’t help but shiver. "Alright, alright, you’re overthinking it!"

With that, Ling Feng turned and said, "Let’s go grab some food!"

As Ling Feng walked away, Saint Di Anfu frowned slightly, watching his retreating back. "The lingering fragrance on Ling Feng’s body is clean and elegant—clearly something unique. Who did Ling Feng meet? How strange!"