She exhaled gently, her face like a peach blossom, suddenly she spoke.

"Brother Fei, I actually really like you."

"Brother Fei, I've never seen a man like you before."

"I don't want a title, I don't want dignity, I just really like you."

The gentleness of a woman, like a strong current,

shocked Yang Fei's mind into a blank.

Yang Fei was also a pure man.

Facing the alluring Zhang Lifang, he murmured and ultimately couldn't help but be moved.

Finally, Yang Fei couldn't help but start to breathe heavily.

His mind, clear as a mirror, began to get confused.

Not far away, in a secluded part of the jungle, Master Sanjian sat cross-legged.

His longsword lay across his knees, still like an old monk in meditation.

The energy between Master Sanjian and Yang Fei, mysteriously entwined together in the void.

Like two powerful magnetic fields, attracting and transforming each other.

If one were to describe the bizarre energy between them as waves, it would be extremely fitting.

Yang Fei's energy rippled like waves, immediately causing Master Sanjian's energy to resonate and ripple as well.

This scene, mystical as it may sound, indeed existed among top masters.

Suddenly, Master Sanjian opened his eyes, his gaze burning bright.

He could feel that Yang Fei's energy had suddenly become chaotic.

This might just be a trap Yang Fei had intentionally set to lure Master Sanjian into attacking.

It might also be an excellent opportunity to strike at Yang Fei.

Master Sanjian's hand tightly gripped the longsword.

His hand, overexerted, showed bulging veins.

Master Sanjian's heart started to hesitate.

A top master would not get flustered in the face of a great enemy.

This was eighty percent likely a trap set by Yang Fei.

Master Sanjian resisted the impulse to attack, sometimes patience is victory.

However, the opponent's energy became more and more chaotic.

And it was filled with wantonness, without any hesitation.

Such a state could only occur in someone either deep in drink or under a strong stimulant, leading to such disordered energy.

Master Sanjian could no longer hold back and leapt up suddenly.

He didn't know Yang Fei's condition.

However, as an excellent hunter, such an opportunity was not to be missed by Master Sanjian.

The figure of Master Sanjian, like a sweeping tornado, surged forward in an attack.

His target was the isolated villa of Zhang Lifang.

Zhang Lifang was actively confessing her feelings to Yang Fei.

Bang!

Just then, a slicing, bone-chilling sword light, fast as lightning, pierced the glass of the French window, swirling in from outside.

The sword edge emitted a piercing screech, carrying a breath that seemed to annihilate everything.

In an instant, the longsword was already at Yang Fei's back.

A rainbow piercing the sun!

This strike, gathering all of Master Sanjian's essence, spirit, and energy, unified into one, like thunder raging, irresistible and inevitable.

Even the Golden Buddha could only barely dodge, unable to block it forcefully.

Yang Fei, with his back to Master Sanjian, was already lost in tender affections and completely unable to dodge.

The longsword was about to pierce Yang Fei's heart.

And all this was irreversible.

Suddenly!

Just at that moment, from the ceiling of the villa's hall, a large net abruptly descended.

The net aptly ensnared Master Sanjian within it.

Master Sanjian, horrified, spun his longsword, attempting to cut through the net.

However, the net, made from some unknown alloy of metal wire, was not only tough but also flexible.

His longsword impacted it, only soft and yielding, managing to cut only a single strand.

Yang Fei burst into loud laughter, turned around, and rushed to a wall, pulling on a rope hanging from the top.

The Alloy Soft Net suddenly tightened and soared upward, astonishingly hoisting Master Sanjian into the air.

Master Sanjian's eyes bulged and his face split with strain as he forcefully threw his longsword.

The longsword transformed into a streak of cold light, shooting toward Yang Fei's throat.

Yang Fei laughed heartily and ducked his head to dodge the longsword.

With a thud, the majority of the longsword's blade pierced into the wall, leaving only half of it outside, trembling incessantly.

Master Sanjian, entangled in the Alloy Soft Net, struggled vehemently.

He released his Dark Force, but the Alloy Soft Net was completely unaffected; despite releasing the Dark Force, he managed to tear only a single alloy steel rope.

Yang Fei gradually pulled in the rope of the Alloy Soft Net, tightening it even more.

In the end, Master Sanjian could no longer move at all.

He was like a bear caught in a pit, full of brute strength yet unable to strike anyone, futilely flailing in midair.

Originally, at some unknown time, a fixed pulley mount had been installed on the ceiling of the villa.

This damned Alloy Soft Net, in an open state, clung to the ceiling of the villa's hall.

The net's enveloping range was vast, ensuring that anyone who entered the hall would inevitably fall into it.

The ropes of the Alloy Soft Net hung down, the end of the rope in Yang Fei's hands.

Looking again at Zhang Lifang, who had been seductively enchanting just moments ago, she had now donned a coat.

Her eyes, shimmering like water, watched in terror at Master Sanjian hanging in the net, his body trembling slightly as he continued to struggle.

Even now, Zhang Lifang was still caught in shock, unrecoveable.

Just before, when she was lost in confusion and passion, Yang Fei had quietly told her.

There was a powerful assassin outside that needed to be dealt with.

Then, a staged drama unfolded.

The only thing Zhang Lifang was sure of,

was that she really was a charming woman.

The brief entanglement ended swiftly,

due to the intrusion of this damned assassin.

Master Sanjian trembled with rage.

Damn it, it turned out to be a venomous trap!

This despicable guy, utterly base and utterly evil.

He actually used the affairs between men and women to disturb the qi, deliberately luring him into the trap.

Yang Fei watched Master Sanjian suspended in mid-air, his eyes seemingly ready to shoot flames.

He grinned mischievously, rubbing his hands together while smirking.

"Master Sanjian, you didn't expect to end up in my hands, did you?"

Master Sanjian trembled all over with rage, "If you have the guts, just kill me."

Yang Fei then twisted his neck, making crunching noises.

He chuckled coldly, unabated.

"Master Sanjian, someone as significant as you harbored a murderous intent toward a little person like me."

"Why do you think that is?"

Master Sanjian snorted, turning his head away.

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