Regarding Zhao Guo'an's mystical babbling, Xiao Feng was skeptical, but since Zhao hadn't shown any malice or clear motives from start to finish, he'd have to observe and reassess later.

Trust isn't something that can be built just by words; it must be forged through shared experiences, not necessarily life-and-death tests, but more often, time reveals a person's true colors.

At this moment, holding the golden pill Xiao Feng tossed over, Zhao Guo'an sniffed it under his nose and frowned, "This thing's sealed pretty well. What do you want me to do by studying it?"

"It's simple, just figure out how it's made and try to replicate it," Xiao Feng said with a smile.

"Is this a drug?" Zhao Guo'an asked while gently squeezing it, finding the pill quite sturdy, almost as hard as a walnut. Calling it something edible felt pretty far-fetched.

Xiao Feng replied, "It's not a drug. It's something that emits a strong light when it hits the ground. I couldn't figure it out, so I wanted you to give it a shot."

"Emits a glaring light when thrown on the ground?" Zhao Guo'an questioned back, "Why not just get a couple of flashbangs? Why do you bother with this?"

"Flashbangs aren't as convenient to carry, and more importantly, using this is more deceptive. Not many people would know what it's for," explained Xiao Feng.

"You're not really doing something as risky as licking the knife's edge, are you?" Zhao Guo'an couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

Xiao Feng responded impatiently, "Stop babbling, just give me a straight answer. Yes or no, make up your mind!"

Zhao Guo'an hesitated for a while before nodding, "I'll give it a try."

"Looking forward to your good news," Xiao Feng waved his hand and walked toward the courtyard.

"Wait!" Zhao Guo'an called out to stop him, "Are you sure this thing just emits light and doesn't explode?"

"I'm sure."

"And it won't blind anyone, right?"

Xiao Feng resignedly said, "You're such a coward. I already told you it's safe. Why so many questions?"

"Get one thing straight first, you're the one asking me for a favor, okay?" Zhao Guo'an said with a black face. It was the first time he'd seen someone so brazenly asking for help.

Xiao Feng completely ignored him and went off to sunbathe in the courtyard.

...

In a uniquely decorated villa, Wang Lubo was soaking in a bath, occasionally letting out a few contented "ah" sounds, making it sound like something intense and thrilling was happening inside.

The villa's design was evidently thoughtful, with calligraphy and paintings on the walls exuding a touch of elegance everywhere.

Of course, without the gold chains and rings on the table, this ambiance would have been perfect. The abundance of these flashy items made it somewhat tacky.

Just then, a burly man jumped through the window. Despite his hefty build, he moved agilely, without seeming clumsy at all.

The man had a rugged appearance, his eyebrows almost joined, with a bit of stubble on his jaw, and eyes large as copper bells. He looked very much like Zhang Fei reincarnated.

This man was Chen Xiuxiu's brother, Chen Feihu, visiting Wang Lubo to see what kind of person his sister was marrying, fulfilling his duty as a brother.

After standing still, Chen Feihu's wind-catching ears twitched before he headed toward the bathroom.

"Ahhh... oooh... what a relief! I've lived my life well!"

Hearing the sounds from the bathroom, Chen Feihu frowned. Was the guy inside a pampered, indulgent fop?

In Kyoto, Chen Feihu was quite notorious, considered a nightmare by all rich heirs. Whenever he saw something he didn't like, the least offenders got a beating, while the worst he simply stabbed, without regard for consequences or relationships.

So, in his view, those who only sought pleasure and acted wantonly because they had money were all due for a beating — he'd hit every one he encountered!

"Phew... forget about dieting, being comfortable feels so much better. Let it be. I doubt I could weigh five hundred pounds anyway!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feihu pushed open the bathroom door and immediately saw a massive bathtub. Inside lay a chubby guy with eyes closed, an expression of utter enjoyment on his face, grinning as if he were a lecher seeing a beauty.

"Is that Wang Lubo?" Chen Feihu asked with a slightly displeased look. His sister was no lightweight herself, but this fat guy was obviously even heavier. What if their future kids also ended up as hefty? Wouldn't that doom the next generation?

"Holy shit!" Wang Lubo burst out crudely, quickly covering his chest with both hands, wide-eyed, "Who are you? Barging in on someone bathing without a warning — do you have any manners?"

"I'm Chen Feihu," he said flatly, wiping the bathwater off his face.

Wang Lubo complained, "Who cares what kind of 'tiger' you are, you shouldn't just barge in while someone is bathing. Who opened the door for you? Old Wu, where the hell are you?"

After a while, a middle-aged man in his forties came over, momentarily stunned upon seeing Chen Feihu, "Young master, is this your friend?"

He asked, while subtly shifting his stance, ready to take action and subdue the threat.

Because he hadn't heard anyone knock, this sudden appearance by such a burly man made him very suspicious.

"Weren't you the one who let him in?" Wang Lubo seemed bewildered.

At this point, confirmation was almost unnecessary. The guy in front, with his primal aura, was very likely up to no good.

Realizing this, Old Wu quickly took the initiative, his five fingers forming a claw aimed directly at Chen Feihu's throat.

"Hmph!" Chen Feihu snorted disdainfully and punched, hitting Old Wu's chest before his attack reached.

"Bang!"

A muffled impact later, Old Wu's complexion turned unnaturally red, then went pale. He staggered out of the bathroom, landing on his backside.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough... Young master, run! I'm afraid I can't beat him, just stalling for time!" Coughing violently, Old Wu quickly climbed up again, charging at Chen Feihu once more.

"Hell, do you even know who my big brother is?" Wang Lubo stood up from the bathtub, challenging with his neck craned, "Who do you think you're showing off to in my home?"

Chen Feihu effortlessly knocked Old Wu down again and then looked at Wang Lubo with amusement, "Oh? As far as I know, you don't have a big brother, right? Or are you a bastard child?"

"Pah!" Wang Lubo showed anger, taking two steps forward, "You're the bastard... Holy crap!"

Mid-sentence, he slipped and fell backward.

"Splash!"

The giant splash of water flying around the bathroom, and coincidentally, just as Chen Feihu was about to speak, he inadvertently gulped a mouthful of Wang Lubo's bathwater.

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