Yang Fei sloppily finished his noodles, even taking the liberty to finish off the half bowl Liang Jiayi had left behind.

Liang Jiayi stomped her foot repeatedly.

"Are you a pig? How can you eat so much, those were my noodles!"

Yang Fei, satisfied, pulled out a napkin and wiped his mouth.

"Wasting is a sin."

"On the battlefield, to fight, to survive,"

"I've eaten centipedes, scorpions, leaves, all of these things."

Liang Jiayi spat out in disgust, and turned her head away sulkily.

She felt somewhat embarrassed, "This isn't the battlefield."

At this, Liang Jiayi burst into laughter, revealing her pearly, beautiful teeth.

"Yang Fei, do you still remember our promise?"

Yang Fei immediately widened his eyes, watching Liang Jiayi as if guarding against a thief.

"I can't remember."

"Wow, you don't keep your word, you're shameless!"

"I pity my brother for having you as a comrade-in-arms, so you even disregard his dying wish?"

Liang Jiayi suddenly yelled, pointing at Yang Fei's nose, her eyes wide with anger.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fei heaved a sigh of relief.

"I thought you wanted to marry me, you scared me to death."

This remark struck a heavy blow to Liang Jiayi's self-respect.

She couldn't maintain her ladylike demeanor any longer, grabbing a handful of chopsticks from the table as a weapon.

"Pah, who would marry you? The line of men wanting to marry me stretches from the east gate to the west gate. Who do you think you are?"

Watching the young girl getting furious and flailing about, Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh.

Liang Jiayi saw his annoying smile, realizing she had been tricked by him again.

She took the chopsticks one by one, throwing them at Yang Fei as weapons.

"For making a fool of me, I'll beat you to death."

Yang Fei neatly caught her chopsticks in his hand and casually placed them back in the chopstick holder, teasing her playfully.

In a room at the business hotel opposite.

The Sorcerer Demon King and the Puppet King were watching this scene from a window.

Both widened their eyes, exchanging glances.

The Sorcerer Demon King let out a sigh.

"It's hard to imagine how someone so fond of women could have cultivated Martial Arts to the highest realm."

"The women around this guy are like a revolving lantern; who does he really care about?"

The Puppet King's eyes were sinister.

"It seems we were both mistaken."

"Such a person won't take any woman to heart."

"Even if we captured his woman, he might not necessarily submit."

The Sorcerer Demon King shook his head.

"No, I think differently."

"This kind of man, either he's a womanizer who treats women like clothes."

"Or he is poor at rejecting, always feeling a high responsibility towards the women around him."

"I think this guy is truly sincere with every woman he's with."

"Maybe he's the latter. If so, that simplifies things a lot."

The Puppet King nodded and sneered.

"So, he has quite a few weaknesses; easy to deal with."

The Sorcerer Demon King shook his head.

"On the contrary, such a person will have a strong charisma."

"Wherever he goes, he will attract a group of talented and distinct individuals."

"Lanting Group has only risen for a short time, and they replaced Dragon King Hall. It's quite frightening."

"The Demon Emperor mentioned he's a formidable opponent of the Heavenly Demon Alliance, now I believe it."

The Puppet King's eyes flashed fiercely.

"All the more reason we can't let him live; otherwise, he will be a constant threat."

The Sorcerer Demon King nodded, his eyes resolute.

"For the Demon Emperor, even if it costs my life, I must kill him."

He gave a bitter smile.

"If not for the Demon Emperor, I would have died long ago. How could I have lived until now and become a god in the eyes of many?"

The Puppet King nodded as well.

"Me too, if not for the Demon Emperor, I would have been burnt alive as a monster."

The two of them understood each other, their large hands tightly clasped together.

At this moment, Yang Fei suddenly glanced over here.

In his eyes, there was nothing but alertness.

The Sorcerer Demon King's heart skipped a beat, and he turned and left.

"He's spotted us, let's get going,"

The Puppet King nodded and snapped his fingers with his left hand.

The man and woman on the bed, who had been knocked unconscious by the Puppet King, gradually opened their eyes.

The two quickly disappeared.

At the snack stand, Yang Fei suddenly felt a sense of danger, attacking his heart like lightning.

He abruptly stood up, grabbed Liang Jiayi's hand, and shielded her behind himself.

Liang Jiayi, both embarrassed and delighted, couldn't help but struggle.

"What are you doing? It's broad daylight,"

"Shut up,"

Yang Fei turned back and roughly interrupted Liang Jiayi's words, his eyes becoming incredibly cold.

He suddenly dragged Liang Jiayi by the hand, crossed the street, and rushed into a business hotel.

Liang Jiayi saw that he had actually dragged her into the hotel.

She didn't know what came to mind, but her cheeks burned like fire, and her heart thudded wildly.

Liang Jiayi struggled hard, "What are you doing?"

"Rushing to book a room early in the morning, aren't you ashamed to death!"

At a street corner not far away, Liang Jiayi's cousin watched as Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi rushed into the hotel.

His eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"No way; they're booking a room so quickly. Jiayi is really..."

The cousin didn't have time to think; he followed Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi and dashed into the hotel.

The Turtle Extreme inside Yang Fei emitted a sharp warning.

Following his instincts, Yang Fei dashed through the lobby and directly stormed up to the third floor.

So early in the morning, nearly all the guests were sleeping, and the hallway was eerily quiet.

Liang Jiayi's heart pounded uncontrollably.

She was strictly brought up, but she knew what it meant for a girl to follow a man into such a place.

Initially, Liang Jiayi was not averse to Yang Fei.

But she was not a casual girl, nor was she willing to give herself away so hastily.

However, no matter how much she struggled, Yang Fei wouldn't let go and offered no explanation.

Yang Fei was like a wild beast with a keen sense of smell.

Relying on his intuitive guidance, he kicked open a room's door.

"What does this bastard want, being so rough..."

Liang Jiayi's heart raced wildly, filled with embarrassment and anger, yet unable to break free from Yang Fei's grasp.

Suddenly, she slapped Yang Fei's cheek.

All of Yang Fei's attention was on an unknown enemy.

He had never expected Liang Jiayi to strike him.

Recalling the dwarf's peculiar mental attack, Yang Fei, without thinking, countered by seizing Liang Jiayi's hand.

With a Small Capture Hand technique, he twisted her wrist back while shielding her with his body.

Liang Jiayi was instantly panicked.

To her, Yang Fei had always been carefree and irreverent.

But he had never infringed on Liang Jiayi.

"Could this guy be an Old Wolf with hidden depths..."

Liang Jiayi dared not continue the thought.

Yet, Yang Fei was already dragging her hand, pulling her into the room.

Liang Jiayi was at the brink of utter panic, yet too embarrassed to scream aloud.

If a major administrative secretary was found here, booking a room with a man,

How could Liang Jiayi face anyone?

Yang Fei's entire nervous system tensed to the extreme.

His Turtle Extreme operated at full speed, guarding against the enemy's mental impact.

He pulled Liang Jiayi into the room.

Inside the room, someone screamed.

A naked woman ran over, blocking Yang Fei while shouting nervously,

"Old Wang, run, my husband is here!"

At the window, a stout man trembled all over in fear.

He stepped onto the windowsill, ready to jump down.

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