"You don't know who our mistress is?"

This fiery assassin showed a deep confusion on her pretty face. Her own mistress thought about this guy day and night, never forgetting him, even calling her back from Europe just to protect him, and yet he didn't even know who his own mistress was.

Observing the expression of the fiery assassin, Ye Feng's eyebrows slowly furrowed, and a woman's image surfaced in his mind.

"Ye Feng, I am now at the top of the world, and I have the power to protect you!"

That was a sentence the woman had once told him, which Ye Feng still vividly remembered.

"Is your mistress Xiaofan?" Ye Feng sighed and then asked the fiery assassin.

Seeing that he had finally remembered, the fiery assassin slightly curled her lips and nodded.

If Ye Feng had not remembered, she would have genuinely felt disappointed for her mistress!

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng's heart warmed, seemingly returning to that night, that crazy and infatuated night.

The beautiful figure incessantly haunting his mind, Ye Feng's heart was overwhelmed with deep longing.

"Where is Xiaofan now? Is she well?" Ye Feng asked at that moment.

Noticing the look of loss on Ye Feng's face, the fiery assassin was slightly startled and then shook her head:

"I won't tell you! Our mistress only asked me to relay a message, that she will come back for you and to be careful in everything!"

Hearing these words, Ye Feng understood that Xiaofan didn't want him to know where she was and didn't ask any further.

But he flicked his wrist, and several needles appeared in his hand, which he suddenly stabbed into the fiery assassin's Zhongji acupoint, Guan Yuan acupoint, Bai Hui acupoint, among others.

Caught unawares, the fiery assassin was struck instantly and then felt her body stiffen, unable to exert any strength at all.

"What are you doing! Let me go!!!"

The fiery assassin was shocked and furious, not expecting that after having explained everything, this bastard still wouldn't let her go.

"Why should I let you go? Didn't you say it would be very comfortable to make love here? Didn't you want me to make you a widow? So I've decided…"

Saying this, Ye Feng's lips curled into a mischievous smile:

"I've decided to lose myself to you!"

Uh…

After hearing this, the fiery assassin's mouth twitched spasmodically, her head full of black lines, especially when she saw Ye Feng start to undress, her eyes widened instantly.

"He… he won't really…"

Looking at Ye Feng's muscles, lean yet bursting with explosive power, the fiery assassin's pretty face instantly blushed deep red.

This was her first time being so close to a man physically; even if someone had verbally teased her before, they would have been killed by her.

And now…

At this moment, when Ye Feng had taken off his shirt and pants, wearing only a pair of underwear, the fiery assassin's pretty face was as red as a ripe apple, utterly alluring.

Her own mistress had told her if Ye Feng fancied her, she must become his woman, but this all came so suddenly, especially since she and Ye Feng had absolutely no feelings for each other!

This feeling made her a bit flustered, a bit frightened, and even a bit excited!

Because the other party is a 'madman'! A man worthy of herself!

When Ye Feng noticed the femme fatale's ever-changing expressions, he couldn't help but chuckle:

"You don't really expect me to lose my virtue to you, do you? You might be willing, but I'm not!"

Having said that, Ye Feng tossed his shirt onto the femme fatale and then sashayed into the bathroom!

Watching Ye Feng go straight into the bathroom, the femme fatale was stunned at first, followed by a mix of relief and embarrassment.

Only when she realized that she was utterly powerless did she deflate like a punctured ball.

In the bathroom, Ye Feng had already stripped naked and was soaking in the bathtub. It wasn't that he didn't want to take further advantage of the femme fatale, but he had things to do tonight!

The cultivation technique he practiced was approaching a breakthrough to the Eighth Layer, and Ye Feng felt he could succeed tonight!

At this moment, the clear water in the bathtub continuously nourished Ye Feng's skin, as he sat cross-legged inside. The Nameless Technique within him circulated wildly, and a dense, bizarre energy whirled faster and faster within him.

Before he knew it, the night had passed!

At dawn, when Ye Feng opened his eyes, he was immediately startled!

The clear water he had been soaking in had turned black, like ink, and emitted a foul smell!

Ye Feng's skin was pale and delicate as jade; his once bronze skin was now tender and smooth, just like a baby's, almost able to wring out water!

Not only that, Ye Feng felt completely refreshed, as if every single hair on his body had been cleansed, making him feel full of vitality.

Ye Feng slightly furrowed his brow, knowing that the Nameless Technique he cultivated had the effect of purifying the body, and the inky water quality in the bathtub was likely the result of impurities seeping out from his body.

"The skin looks tender, but it's tougher!"

Ye Feng touched the tender skin on his arm, his eyes flickering with a strange light.

Whooosh!

At this moment, Ye Feng stood up from the bathtub and showered several times under the shower, finally rinsing off the impurities on his body before stepping out of the bathroom.

On the bed outside the bathroom, the femme fatale assassin still lay straight. Hearing movement from the bathroom, her beautiful eyes snapped open.

Seeing Ye Feng, she was slightly taken aback. The Ye Feng she saw now looked quite different in appearance; his skin was even whiter and more delicate.

Especially his handsome face, which seemed even more attractive, and the faint smile hanging on his lips emanated a captivating charm, causing the femme fatale to be momentarily stunned.

Seeing the femme fatale's dazed appearance, Ye Feng grinned slightly and, with a wave of his hand, pulled out several needles from her body.

"Damn it!!!"

The instant the needles were removed, the femme fatale sprang up from the bed and swung her clenched fist fiercely at Ye Feng.

However, seeing this, Ye Feng merely smirked coldly, suddenly darting forward like a fierce tiger, grabbing the femme fatale's clenched fist and pinning her back on the bed again.

"What's your name?"

Ye Feng's gaze was full of aggression, instantly causing her pretty face to flush:

"I... My name is Ye Mei!"

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