As night fell, a gentle breeze stirred, and the moon rose, the bustling cityscape slowly awakening.
Jinhe City, Jinhe Grand Hotel.
As the largest hotel under the Yang family and Jinhe's most luxurious five-star establishment, Yang Fei had long since booked a presidential suite. Dressed in a bathrobe and smoking a cigar, he sat comfortably on the sofa.
On either side of Yang Fei sat two women, each in a bathrobe and wearing black lace stockings over their thighs.
"What time is it?"
The woman on the left fed Yang Fei a grape. Yang Fei, with a look of enjoyment and deep satisfaction, asked.
"Young Master Yang, it's already eight o'clock," the woman on the right replied. "Young Master Yang, are Xiangxiang and I not enough to satisfy you? You still want to add Miss Chu."
As she spoke, the woman gently traced a finger along Yang Fei's neck.
"You don't understand," Yang Fei said with an evil smile. "The feeling with Chu Mengyao is different from you and Xiangxiang, and also different from Liu Ruoyan. Liu Ruoyan is too passionate and proactive. Chu Mengyao is like a closed-off ice queen, each with her own charm. For a woman like Chu Mengyao, I enjoy the thrill of conquest. When the time comes, you and Xiangxiang together..."
With that, Yang Fei exchanged a smile with the two women. They pounced on him, playfully saying "You're so naughty" in coy voices.
"Dong—dong—dong—"
Just then, the door to the presidential suite was knocked upon, and a person who looked like a service staff entered.
"Young Master Yang, Miss Chu has arrived downstairs," the service staff said.
"Very good," Yang Fei replied. "Prepare another bathrobe for me. No, don't prepare anything."
As Yang Fei mused, a wicked smile unconsciously spread across his face.
"By the way, any news from Qiu Chu'an?" Yang Fei asked casually.
The service staff shook his head, displeasing Yang Fei, who cursed, "What useless trash! Aren't they supposed to be advanced martial artists? Why is it taking so long to deal with a minor character?"
As the service staff was about to withdraw, Yang Fei called him back and said, "Regarding the Chu family, have them record some videos for me. Continue to suppress the Chu family's businesses, but don't bankrupt them. That would be no fun."
Yang Fei chuckled with enjoyment as he imagined Chu Mengyao's unwilling struggle and desperate pleas.
Ten minutes later, the room door was knocked upon again, and Chu Mengyao entered.
"Oh! Sister Chu, you've finally arrived~ I've been waiting for you for a long time," Yang Fei laughed loudly, still seated on the sofa.
Chu Mengyao, wearing a black slip dress and holding a handbag, stood motionless at the door, watching Yang Fei.
"I've come to meet the appointment. Please stop harming the Chu family," Chu Mengyao said.
"Hahaha, Sister Chu, your memory is truly poor. I said I would spare the Chu family *after* you spend the night with me," Yang Fei said, leaning back on the sofa with his legs crossed, his smile becoming increasingly unrestrained.
"You..." Chu Mengyao shook her head, filled with unwillingness. She had thought her grandfather, Chu He, could mediate the matter between Ye Bufan and the Liu family. However, the Yang family didn't seem to respect Chu He. Without even seeing Chu He, they had directly targeted the Chu family because of their relationship with Ye Bufan.
The woman named Xiangxiang poured Yang Fei a glass of red wine. Yang Fei took it and took a sip. With his other hand, he beckoned to Chu Mengyao, asking her to come closer.
Chu Mengyao closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and still walked towards Yang Fei.
Seeing Chu Mengyao approach, Yang Fei made another audacious request. He patted his thigh, indicating for her to sit on his lap.
This time, Chu Mengyao didn't move forward but remained standing, her brow furrowed.
"What? Do you want the Chu family to vanish just like that?" Yang Fei asked.
The Chu family was currently developing, and Chu Mengyao had invested considerable effort since returning home. She bit her lip in frustration, unable to comprehend why the situation had escalated to this point.
At this moment, the image of Ye Bufan flashed through Chu Mengyao's mind. His appearance had caused everything to unfold this way. Chu Mengyao felt a sense of resentment towards Ye Bufan, yet at the same time, she inexplicably hoped he would appear here. But... that seemed impossible.
"What? Are you still hoping someone will appear to help you solve this? Could it be that young man surnamed Ye?" Yang Fei said with a slight smile, looking at Chu Mengyao. "It's alright, I can wait with you. You'll see him in a little while."
"Oh! To be precise, you'll see his corpse," Yang Fei added dismissively.
"You..." Chu Mengyao hadn't expected Yang Fei to be so ruthless.
"So, what's it going to be? Will you come over yourself, or will you wait to see the corpse of that young man surnamed Ye before coming?" Yang Fei asked. "Take your time to think. I have plenty of it."
"Zzzt—zzzt—"
At this moment, the lights in the room began to flicker wildly. After a few seconds, the entire suite plunged into darkness.
"What's going on?" Yang Fei shouted impatiently. "Where is everyone? What are they doing? Where did they go?"
"Buzz—"
The lights in the room flickered back on.
The service staff rushed in, but upon seeing Yang Fei, he immediately froze.
It wasn't just the service staff; Chu Mengyao, standing before Yang Fei, was also stunned.
"What are you looking at?" Yang Fei cursed. "What happened just now..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Fei realized there was a box in front of him, and the spaces beside him were now empty.
Yang Fei turned his head and saw that the two women had vanished, replaced by a man.
"Ye Bufan!" Seeing Ye Bufan, Chu Mengyao's heart leaped with joy, but her expression quickly changed. "What are you doing here? Leave quickly, you'll only be a hindrance!"
"If I don't come, you'll be even more flustered," Ye Bufan replied. "With me here, certain people will become more panicked."
"You, you, you... How did you get in? Where is Qiu Chu'an? Isn't he an advanced martial artist? Didn't he say he'd bring your head to me?" Yang Fei roared at Ye Bufan.
"Noisy!" Ye Bufan slapped Yang Fei across the face. Yang Fei was sent reeling backward, one side of his face visibly swelling.
"This is my welcome gift to the second young master of the Yang family. Please accept it," Ye Bufan said, pointing to the box on the table. At the same time, he gestured to Chu Mengyao, indicating for her to close her eyes.
Chu Mengyao was momentarily stunned, hesitated for a few seconds, and then finally closed her eyes.
"Who do you think you are, why should I listen to you? Open this box," Yang Fei snarled at Ye Bufan.
Ye Bufan remained unfazed. With a flick of his finger, his true qi erupted and struck the box on the table. The box shattered, revealing a head directly in front of Yang Fei...