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**Chapter 120: The Devil's Proposal**

Lin Feng's gaze pierced through Wen Xiyue's calm demeanor, searching for any sign of weakness. But the man's mask-like expression remained unchanged, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity.

"I'm not here to waste your time, Lin Feng," Wen Xiyue said, his voice dripping with condescension. "I'm here to make you an offer. One that will change the course of your life forever."

Lin Feng's instincts screamed at him to be wary, but a part of him was curious. What could Wen Xiyue possibly have to offer that would be worth his while?

"What kind of offer?" Lin Feng asked, his voice neutral, but his mind racing with possibilities.

Wen Xiyue leaned forward, his eyes glinting with a sinister light. "I can give you the one thing you've always wanted most in your life – the chance to win the NBA championship. But it will come at a price."

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. "What kind of price?"

Wen Xiyue's smile grew wider, his voice dripping with malice. "A small sacrifice, really. Just a few... insignificant lives. A few tokens to appease the gods of fate."

Lin Feng's face darkened, his mind reeling with disgust. "You're insane," he spat. "I'd never agree to such a thing."

Wen Xiyue's expression remained serene, his eyes cold and calculating. "Ah, but you would. Trust me, Lin Feng. You'd do anything to win. And I have the power to make it happen."

A cold sweat trickled down Lin Feng's spine as he realized the true extent of Wen Xiyue's manipulation. He was being played, and he knew it. But he also knew that he couldn't back down now.

"I'll think about it," Lin Feng said, his voice firm, but his mind racing with the consequences of his words.

Wen Xiyue's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with triumph. "I wouldn't have it any other way, Lin Feng. Remember, the devil's proposal always comes with a price. And you will pay it, one way or another."

As Wen Xiyue turned to leave, Lin Feng felt a shiver run down his spine. He knew that this was just the beginning of a dark and treacherous journey, one that would test his strength, his courage, and his very soul.

But he also knew that he couldn't turn back now. The game was afoot, and Lin Feng was ready to play. But at what cost? Only time would tell.

The door clicked shut behind Wen Xiyue, leaving Lin Feng alone in the darkness. He took a deep breath, his mind racing with the possibilities. He knew that he had to be careful, to think clearly, to make the right decision. But as he stood there, frozen in indecision, he couldn't help but wonder... what was the true cost of winning?