Hearing Xue Qingyi's words, Lin Feng couldn't help but frown. He now recalled Wu Mei's unusual emotional state when she left. Her resolute departure made him suspect she planned to rely on her own abilities to carry out the mission. For a beautiful woman in an environment surrounded by targets, if she wanted to complete the task of finding evidence of crimes, the simplest method would be to get close to some gang leader...

Thinking of the tactics Wu Mei had used on him before, Lin Feng felt a headache coming on. Was Wu Mei going to pull the same stunt again? Didn't she realize how devious people could be? Those experienced, worldly-wise gang leaders weren't so easily fooled. This woman, she couldn't even distinguish a wolf from a sheep!

「...」

Wu Mei was already filled with regret. She couldn't believe that Chen Ming, who appeared so generous and upright, was actually so treacherous that he had drugged her drink...

It turned out that after Wu Mei had left Lin Feng, she had wandered aimlessly on the deck for a while. Suddenly, she saw Chen Ming, the Hall Master of the Jiangzhou Hall Battle Hall, sitting at a table in the open-air bar, drinking red wine and surrounded by several of his bodyguards.

Wu Mei, determined to rely on herself to carry out the mission, hesitated for a moment upon seeing Chen Ming. However, she eventually mustered the courage to walk over and deliberately approach him, intending to first pique his interest.

As the Hall Master of the Qingzi Sect Battle Hall, Chen Ming was a prominent and influential figure in the Jiangzhou region. However, he had rarely encountered a woman as stunningly beautiful as Wu Mei. Their meeting in the terminal's waiting lounge during the day had already left a deep impression on him. But at that time, Wu Mei was by Lin Feng's side, and Chen Ming, wary of Long Shaotian and his group, hadn't dared to approach her. He was surprised to see her again now that the ship was at sea, especially dressed in a sexy nightclub gown; his mind immediately started racing.

Wu Mei approached with intent, and Chen Ming was driven by lust, so they hit it off quite naturally. Initially, however, both were somewhat guarded and didn't reveal their true intentions. Wu Mei feigned boredom from a leisurely stroll, while Chen Ming acted as if he were drinking alone out of loneliness. Despite this, their conversation flowed pleasantly until Chen Ming had his men bring over a bottle of red wine; only then did things take a turn.

Wu Mei initially remained vigilant. Only after seeing Chen Ming finish a glass of wine did she pick up her own glass and take a tiny sip. But who could have known that Chen Ming had long before instructed the subordinate delivering the wine and glasses to take advantage of the dim lighting on deck and slip a colorless, mysterious powder directly into Wu Mei's glass?

That single, tiny sip was enough to make Wu Mei feel her entire body go limp. Her face flushed, and a fire seemed to ignite within her. On this slightly cool night, even the breeze felt hot to her. All she wanted was to strip off her clothes and cool down... By now, how could she not realize that Chen Ming had resorted to some foul play?

"Chen Ming... you're despicable! You actually drugged me?" Wu Mei glared at Chen Ming, her teeth gritted, her voice a mixture of grief and indignation.

"Hehe... Miss Wu Mei, what do you mean by that? I don't quite understand," Chen Ming said, still maintaining his aloof demeanor. His eyes, however, greedily roamed her body as he chuckled. "I'm not sick, so why would I carry medicine around? Besides, medicine shouldn't be taken carelessly. How could I possibly give you any?"

"You..." Seeing Chen Ming's shameless denial, Wu Mei wanted nothing more than to slap his old face until it swelled. This old bastard was utterly shameless, denying what he had clearly done!

"I feel dizzy right now. Dare you say you didn't have your men put something in my glass?" Wu Mei gritted her teeth, glaring fiercely at Chen Ming.

"Dizzy? Oh, you're probably dizzy because the cold wind got to you," Chen Ming said with a smile. "My room is nearby. I'll take you there to rest for the night, and everything will be fine. What do you say, my most bewitching Miss Wu Mei?"

"Disgusting! Shameless!" Wu Mei stared at Chen Ming with hatred, her voice dripping with disgust. She couldn't believe Chen Ming could be so utterly shameless... Spend the night in his room? Could anything good possibly come of that?

At this moment, however, Wu Mei glanced at the deck bar. Due to the strong night wind, there were no other guests around. Even if she could scream for help, no one would hear her. What's more, she no longer even had the strength to scream!

"I'm shameless?" Chen Ming pointed to himself and chuckled. "As I recall, I was sitting here drinking by myself when you, Miss Wu Mei, approached me on your own initiative. If you say I'm shameless, that's hardly fair, is it? I didn't ask you to come over!"

Wu Mei was momentarily speechless. Chen Ming was right; he hadn't asked her to come over. She had wanted to approach him first to try and glean useful information. But now... A wave of regret washed over her. If she had known Chen Ming was this cunning, why would she have walked right into his trap!

"Besides, Miss Wu Mei, don't forget, I saw you during the day. You're with Long Shaotian's group..." Chen Ming sighed and said softly, "A seemingly weak woman like you, knowing I am the Battle Hall Master, yet daring to approach me alone. What exactly did you hope to get from me?"

Wu Mei's face turned pale. She never imagined Chen Ming would guess she had ulterior motives for approaching him. This...

"No need to rush your explanation... I don't like listening to lies. We have a long night ahead of us; we can chat slowly," Chen Ming said with a chuckle, then unhurriedly began to savor his wine again.

Wu Mei frowned, suddenly stood up from her seat, and turned to flee.

But her body was weak, and her steps were unsteady; she couldn't run fast at all.

"Fa Zai, Dajun, go get her!" Seeing Wu Mei try to run, Chen Ming showed no sign of alarm. He casually waved his hand and quietly ordered his two subordinates.

The two burly men in black suits behind Chen Ming nodded silently and strode towards Wu Mei. Each grabbed one of her arms and easily dragged her back to Chen Ming's table.

"Still daring to run..." Chen Ming stared at Wu Mei, a cold sneer on his lips, and said faintly, "It seems you don't take me seriously at all. Daring to run right in front of me? Do you think this is a place you can come and go as you please?"

"Dajun, rip her skirt off! Let her sober up properly!" Chen Ming ordered, his eyes glinting with brutality, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

Liang Dajun was stunned for a moment by Chen Ming's command, then a lewd grin spread across his face as he looked at Wu Mei. The Boss actually wanted him to rip this chick's skirt off—this was definitely a perk!

"You dare...!" Wu Mei shouted, her face etched with panic when she heard Chen Ming order someone to rip off her skirt.

"There's nothing I, Liang Dajun, wouldn't dare to do!" Liang Dajun sneered, reaching for the fabric at her chest. Grabbing from here should feel the best.

Wu Mei's body was limp; she had nowhere to hide. Just as she was about to break down...

Suddenly, an extremely grating shriek pierced the air, as if something was tearing through the darkness.

SWISH!

The next second, Wu Mei heard a sickening THWACK! Liang Dajun's right hand, which had been reaching for her, was instantly severed at the wrist—the entire hand flew off!

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