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What should I do? What should I do? Am I really going to give my first kiss, which I've guarded for twenty-one years, to this man I've just met? Han Fei looked at the man beneath her. Well, he wasn't bad-looking! But why did it feel like a loss? What if this wasn't my first kiss? Wouldn't that mean I lost something?
At that moment, Han Fei was lost in thought, and when she came to her senses, she found Xiao Yefeng's face dangerously close to hers. What was happening? Was he trying to kiss her? No way! Men who liked to force kisses weren't good men. But what should she do? Should she use Qi to push him away? Or should she just go along with it?
Xiao Yefeng had no idea what the woman in his arms was thinking. The only thing on his mind was whether this girl would cooperate with him or if he would have to deal with the bald guy. At that moment, Bald Qiang, the scarred bald man, was watching this seemingly flirtatious couple with confusion. That figure looked a bit like the woman he had seen earlier, but she had just gone to the restroom, and the hidden door was indeed in that direction. Could he have been mistaken?
Meanwhile, the couple was almost about to kiss. Bald Qiang was one of the thugs in the bar and was used to such scenes. Just then, an urgent cry for help came through his earpiece. Clearly, something serious was happening at the entrance; the people causing trouble were not ordinary.
"Damn it! If I had known, I wouldn't have paid so much protection money! In the end, I still have to take care of things myself. Once this mission is over, I'm going to team up with my brother and start my own gang. This money is too easy to make! You little brats better stop howling! Brother Qiang is here." After venting his frustrations over the intercom, Bald Qiang picked up a metal baseball bat and headed toward the door.
"Finally, he's gone!" Xiao Yefeng sighed in relief. He refrained from acting because he sensed many Mingjing and Pseudo Spirit realm individuals in the bar, including a few at the Inner Force and True Spirit Realm levels. Bald Qiang was one of them. Although Xiao Yefeng could guarantee he could take out Bald Qiang in an instant, doing so would expose him and ruin his mission.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng leaned back slightly and saw the hotly dressed yet clearly inexperienced woman in his arms with her eyes tightly shut, slightly tilting her head up as if waiting for a kiss. Seeing this made Xiao Yefeng want to laugh; clearly, she was a White Flower. Her outfit was completely unsuitable for her; it seemed his actions had made this White Flower resign herself to fate.
Gently shaking the woman in his arms, Xiao Yefeng prepared to leave the chaotic bar and head toward where a few True Spirit Masters were located. However, as she sat on his lap, he wished she could stay there longer—too bad the timing wasn't right!
Meanwhile, Han Fei was waiting for this not-so-ugly but somewhat handsome stranger to kiss her. However, after a long wait without feeling anything, she sensed someone shaking her body. Opening her eyes, Han Fei saw the stranger smiling at her.
"What are you doing?" Han Fei asked.
"Um... can you get off me? I need to get busy!" Xiao Yefeng pointed at Han Fei.
Realizing what was happening, Han Fei quickly stood up and said, "Hmph! Consider yourself lucky! If you help me out of this crisis, I'll pretend nothing happened just now! Goodbye!" Clearly flustered, Han Fei gestured at Xiao Yefeng before darting into a dark corner of the bar and disappearing from his sight after several twists and turns.
Xiao Yefeng stood there, bewildered. What was going on? It turned out that the bald man had not been paying attention to him but rather to the woman nearby. As for the inappropriate behavior—was it really that? Was it just when he had pulled his hand away? If that counted, then during his time with his team, which included the only woman, Na, and Consort Mi from Mo Fei's team, as well as those women from the Pisces Palace team, he would have been knee-deep in trouble every time he saved someone.
This White Flower really didn't understand the situation! With her limited skills, she was no match for Na. Shaking his head to dismiss these chaotic thoughts, Xiao Yefeng reminded himself that now was not the time for such distractions. Under the Observer's Eye, he had already pinpointed the group hiding behind the bar. Now, he needed to find a way to slip in while there weren't too many thugs around.
However, once thoughts began to swirl in his mind, they were hard to shake off. As he navigated through the passageway, memories flooded back—those days and nights spent forging friendships amidst gunfire and chaos: the proud Na, the honest Sigaeo, the eagle-like Zhebie from the grasslands, the fierce Liu Team who treated their own like siblings, and Consort Mi, as pure as a snow lotus on an icy mountain. Each memory was vivid and profound, even though at that time, life and death hung in the balance.
Lost in reminiscence, Xiao Yefeng found himself outside a corner restroom. According to the positioning from Observer's Eye, those people were right behind this wall. Yet there were no hidden doors or mechanisms. Searching around, he looked up at the vent above the restroom. How could a simple vent stop him? Especially when there was no one patrolling.
With a punch that shattered the screws of the vent cover, Xiao Yefeng leaped up and grabbed onto it. In a swift motion, he climbed inside. After securing the vent cover back in place, he suppressed his aura and began crawling through the duct towards the hidden room behind the wall. Unbeknownst to him, in the women's restroom on the other side, Han Fei was also crawling through a vent. The two diverging ducts were destined to intersect; both had similar goals and were fated to meet again.
Meanwhile, Zhang Xiuhong, Zhang Wei, and a man in a beige checkered suit known as Shen Surname Man were discussing something in a hidden room with three others. Xiao Yefeng had a talisman to suppress his aura, and Han Fei had similar means; thus far, they remained undetected by those inside. At that moment, Zhang Wei drained his wine glass and spoke up: "Gentlemen, how many more sacrifices do we need to activate that treasure? The Metaphysics Society has already caught wind of this matter!"
Zhang Wei's words caught Shen Surname Man's attention. He replied sharply: "Zhang Bro! Are you saying you no longer wish to serve our young master? Do you not want everything he has granted you?"
"No! Brother Shen! That's not what I meant! Please don't misunderstand; I am committed to serving our young master!" Zhang Wei exclaimed passionately after hearing those words.
"It better be that way," an elderly voice among the three mysterious figures interjected. "Time is running short; our young master needs you to continue expanding your search for sacrifices!"
Upon hearing this, both Zhang Wei and Zhang Xiuhong turned pale with fear. Zhang Xiuhong then spoke up: "Lord Zhu! It's not that my son and I are dragging our feet; it's just quite difficult! We've been searching nationwide for people during this time and have already forcibly administered our young master's elixir to thirty Eight People. If we expand further, I'm afraid of attracting attention from the Metaphysics Society."
"Hmph! Old Zhang, I see you don't want to live anymore! If it weren't for our past ties, do you think I would give your son this chance? Out of those thirty Eight People sacrifices you've gathered so far, only Eight People are qualified. And let me make it clear: your son's fate is most suitable for this purpose. If you can't find someone by the deadline I've set, I'll have no choice but to take your son!" Lord Zhu's voice dripped with coldness and contained an undeniable pressure filled with skepticism.
"My son! No way! Absolutely not! Lord Zhu, please help me out—give me one month; no—one week! I promise I will deliver twenty people to you in exchange for my son's life!" At this moment, Zhang Xiuhong's face was ashen with dread; he trembled as he pleaded desperately. Yet his words were shocking—this father was willing to sacrifice so many innocent lives for his son’s sake.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng was crouched inside the ventilation duct of the ceiling, quietly listening to everything. He couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart. It was indeed these people who were behind it all. Moreover, Zhou Zhiguo happened to be the thirty-eighth victim. Such a large-scale act of slaughtering lives was for some kind of sacrifice? And among the thirty people, only eight were qualified—did that mean the other twenty died for nothing?
The brutality of this act left Xiao Yefeng stunned. Yet, Zhang Xiuhong still planned to exchange twenty lives for her son's safety. With such a ruthless ambition, Xiao Yefeng truly wanted to break through the ventilation duct and drop down to deal with this old villain directly!
"Seven is too long. I want to see twenty suitable men within three days; otherwise, prepare to collect your son's corpse! Shen Qing, keep an eye on things. The young master hasn't been in a good mood lately. If anything happens to you, I can't help you either! Let's go!" After saying this, the hoarse-voiced elder took two Inner Force practitioners and left, leaving only Zhang Family Father and Son along with Shen Qing in the dark room.
"What should we do, Brother Shen?" Zhang Wei looked weakly at Shen Qing.
Shen Qing shrugged and replied, "It's simple. Find twenty men who meet the requirements of the Four Pillars within three days as sacrifices. Otherwise, when the time given by the young master runs out, no one can save you! Well, our relationship has become a bit too close lately. You two should take care of yourselves. Since you've boarded the young master's ship, do your best to serve him! Even Perfect World can't save you two!"
After saying this, Shen Qing's light faded away below, leaving only the Yang energy points of Zhang Family Father and Son in the room. Just then, an unknown ventilation fan suddenly turned on, blocking Xiao Yefeng's path back with flapping vents. Seeing no way to retreat, Xiao Yefeng could only search for an exit ahead. Fortunately, the ventilation system was designed spaciously for the secret chamber, so crawling through wasn't too uncomfortable for his build.
However, it was still not pleasant. After several twists and turns, he finally reached the main duct entrance. At that moment, a bright orb of energy appeared in Xiao Yefeng's Observer's Eye, radiating a Yang energy level roughly equivalent to that of a True Spirit at the beginner stage—and it was right in front of him.
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