Outside the villa.
“Young Master.” A middle-aged man appeared beside Chen Haotian.
“Situ Ming, I need two Black Flag Guards.” Chen Haotian stared at the man and said gravely.
“Black Flag Guards?” Surprise flashed across Situ Ming’s eyes. The Black Flag Guards were Hongmen’s elite combat unit, every one of them extraordinarily skilled. Even as the young master, Chen Haotian was only permitted to mobilise ten at a time. Li Feng had only just arrived in Tianhai City. Why did he need Black Flag Guards already? Had something happened?
“Yes, right now.” Chen Haotian said in a low voice, a trace of helplessness in his heart. Though he was the young master and had the authority to call them, all requests had to go through Situ Ming. Otherwise things would not be so troublesome. But those were Hongmen’s rules, and not even the young master could change them.
“Young Master, has something occurred? Perhaps I can handle it for you. Mobilising Black Flag Guards is no small matter. Unless absolutely necessary, it is best not to.” Situ Ming said seriously.
“Situ Ming, are you questioning my decision? If it were some trivial issue, do you think I would request Black Flag Guards?” Chen Haotian snorted coldly, a chilling light in his eyes.
“This subordinate would not dare.” Situ Ming immediately lowered his head.
“If you dare not, then go arrange it at once. I want two of the very best. Anyone less skilled is useless to me.” Chen Haotian snorted again, his dissatisfaction with Situ Ming growing. The man had questioned his decisions repeatedly. Did he no longer see him as the young master? It seemed a lesson was overdue.
“Yes.” Situ Ming acknowledged and hurriedly left.
Chen Haotian turned to look at the brightly lit villa and gave a cold snort. “Li Feng, you are going to regret this very soon.”
Inside the villa, in the dance pool.
“Young Master Feng, you really are overbearing and arrogant.” Ying Suoyan’s face darkened. She had caught the warning in his words.
“I am not arrogant, but I am overbearing.” Li Feng glanced at her. “There is a saying, is there not? Women do not love men unless they are a little bad. When it comes to women, one must be overbearing. Tell me, Miss Ying, is that not true? Only an overbearing man gives a woman a sense of security. Right now, being with me, do you not feel especially safe?”
“I only feel you are especially dangerous.” Ying Suoyan gave a cold laugh.
“Dangerous? I do not think so. Or is the great Miss Ying afraid I might devour you?” Li Feng gazed at her exquisite face, mere inches away, a wicked smile curving his lips. As expected of the eldest daughter of the Ying family, she carried that innate noble aura of a pampered young lady.
“Young Master Feng, I am tired. Let us stop here.” A trace of wariness flickered in Ying Suoyan’s eyes. She could sense a threatening aura radiating from him.
“What are you worrying about?” Li Feng gave a wicked grin and tightened his arm slightly. Caught off guard, Ying Suoyan stumbled forward and fell completely into his embrace, her curvaceous body pressed tightly against his.
“Ah…”
Ying Suoyan opened her mouth in a small cry of surprise. Fortunately the music covered it, otherwise it would have been mortifying.
“You…” She stared at Li Feng in disbelief. She had never imagined he would be so bold, taking such liberties with her. At this moment she could clearly feel his physical reaction.
“Excited?” Li Feng grinned wickedly. Normally Ying Suoyan appeared so dignified, noble, elegant, refined, and aloof, yet right now she was no different from any ordinary woman. Li Feng had to admit, teasing her felt extremely satisfying.
What excited him most was precisely this kind of woman. On the surface so lofty, yet constantly scheming behind the scenes. His principle with such women was simple: take every advantage offered, and crush every plot.
Excited, my foot.
Ying Suoyan cursed him furiously in her heart. If they were not in public, if she were not worried he might do something even more outrageous, she would have slapped him without hesitation.
Taking a deep breath and forcing down her anger, she looked up and stared at him coldly. “Li Feng, do not push your luck.”
“Push my luck? One can only advance a foot after gaining an inch. So tell me, Miss Ying, which inch have you let me gain?” Li Feng’s wicked smile deepened. His gaze dropped to her chest. Her evening gown revealed a generous expanse of skin, and since he was taller, with her body pressed so closely against his, he had a perfect view of the scenery below her neckline.
Gulp.
Li Feng could not help swallowing. He had already experienced Zhu Yuanyang’s magnificence earlier. Now he was treated to Ying Suoyan’s charms as well. His imagination naturally ran wild. After all, both Zhu Yuanyang and Ying Suoyan were goddesses in the eyes of countless men, daughters of supreme families. Just thinking about it was enough to provoke a reaction.
“You…” Ying Suoyan’s face flushed with rage. She could feel his response clearly. It was something she had never experienced before. Shame, anger, unease, and fear all appeared on her face at once.
“Li Feng, if you do not let go right now, do not blame me for being rude.” She drew a deep breath and spoke icily.
“Why so nervous? You dressed so provocatively. If that is not seduction, what is?” Li Feng grinned, yet he released her. Ying Suoyan was neither Liu Ruyan nor Xu Qing. If he truly crossed her bottom line, he would be the one to suffer.
Ying Suoyan shot him a frosty glare. Had she known he possessed such brazen lust, she would never have agreed to dance with him.
“Li Feng, well done. I will remember you.”
Li Feng smiled, a cold light flashing in his eyes. “It is my honour to be remembered by Miss Ying. I only hope that tonight, whatever happens, Miss Ying will stay out of it. Otherwise, taking a little advantage will not be the end of it.”
Ying Suoyan took a deep breath. “Rest assured, whatever happens tonight has nothing to do with me.”
At this moment she was filled with frustration and anger. She had come to teach Li Feng a lesson alongside Zhu Yuanyang and the others, but now it was clear she could not touch him. Just the fact that he knew about Boss Du and Boss Lu was enough. If she acted against him tonight and he revealed that information to Fu Yanxiong, years of careful planning would collapse.
“However, Young Master Feng, I hope you will keep that matter quiet.” Ying Suoyan said gravely.
“Regarding that, Miss Ying, I think we should find a time and a quieter place to discuss it properly.” Li Feng smiled. He did not yet know exactly what it meant to her, but her nervousness told him there was more to it. For him, her anxiety represented leverage, an opportunity to extract further information from her.
“Very well.” Ying Suoyan was not surprised. She would have been shocked if he had agreed immediately. Still, she knew resolving this would be troublesome and might cost her dearly.
Right now she deeply regretted coming. She bore Li Feng no great enmity and had never intended to provoke him. But regret came too late.
With that, she turned and walked away without looking back. She no longer dared be alone with him. Unlike the other young masters from great families, Li Feng was fearless and capable of anything. Treating him the way she treated those refined heirs achieved nothing.
Li Feng watched her leave, then stepped off the dance floor.
“Young Master Feng.” At that moment Xu Shaohua appeared from somewhere and approached him. “Young Master Chen wishes to see you.”
“See me?” Li Feng’s gaze settled on Xu Shaohua. He smiled. “Young Master Chen? You mean Chen Haotian?”
“Yes.” Xu Shaohua nodded.
“Xu Shaohua, this Chen Haotian seems to be someone of consequence. Do you know who he is?” Li Feng asked.
“Just an overreaching young master who got engaged to the eldest miss because of an arrangement by the elders. Now he thinks he is her man, yet he does not even look at himself in the mirror. Someone like him thinks he is worthy of our eldest miss?” Xu Shaohua said with open contempt.
“Oh? Which family does this young master belong to?” Li Feng asked with apparent curiosity.
“A mere third-rate family.” Xu Shaohua curled his lip.
“So he is from a third-rate family. No wonder he overestimates himself so badly.” Li Feng laughed coldly to himself. Third-rate family, my arse. The young master of Hongmen reduced to the scion of a third-rate family? Did Xu Shaohua take him for an idiot?
“Exactly. Young Master Chen is biting off more than he can chew. He has no idea who you are, Young Master Feng. Looking for trouble with you is simply courting death. This time he wants to see you so he can regain face and take revenge. Young Master Feng, shall I refuse on your behalf?” Xu Shaohua said solemnly.
“Refuse? No need.” Li Feng gave a cold laugh. Someone coming to settle scores was exactly what he expected. Even if he refused now, the man would keep coming back. Rather than wait for another scheme, he would see what trick Chen Haotian intended to play.
“Xu Shaohua, lead the way. I would very much like to see what this third-rate young master is up to.” Li Feng said gravely.
“Young Master Feng, this way please.” A flash of delight passed through Xu Shaohua’s eyes as he led Li Feng out of the hall.
