Xue Qingyi and Zhou Yang hid in the darkness, observing Chen Ming's movements. In contrast to Zhou Yang's indifference, Xue Qingyi appeared much more nervous. Her hand constantly gripped a twelve-centimeter-long heavy needle, ready to strike at any moment.

Zhou Yang hadn't accepted Lin Feng as one of them yet, so he didn't care about Lin Feng's life or death. He was there purely to watch the show.

However, Xue Qingyi didn't think that way. She had already decided that Lin Feng was the White Wolf King and was naturally very concerned. She feared Lin Feng might be insidiously harmed by Chen Ming if he wasn't careful.

But Chen Ming didn't dare make a move, merely allowing Lin Feng to lead Wu Mei far away. Only then did Xue Qingyi finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Tsk tsk, this kid is truly bold. Facing one at Inner Strength Third Level and four at Inner Strength Second Level, he still dares to be so arrogant while dragging someone along... Hmm, he does have a hint of the Wolf King about him..." Zhou Yang chuckled as he assessed Lin Feng. Turning to Xue Qingyi, he asked, "Sister-in-law, what do you think?"

"'They should be about the same, I suppose...'" Xue Qingyi replied tersely, not wanting to elaborate.

If Lin Feng truly was the White Wolf King, their styles of doing things would naturally be very similar. That much was obvious.

"He's just a little bit like him. To say they are 'about the same' is really giving him too much credit!" Zhou Yang shook his head and said lightly, "This kid's strength is, at best, only about thirty percent of the Boss's. I'm afraid he's not even my match, so how could he possibly compare to the Boss?!"

Xue Qingyi gazed deeply at Zhou Yang. She knew he was right; Lin Feng's current strength was indeed a bit weak, a far cry from the White Wolf King in his prime... From this perspective, Zhou Yang's refusal to submit to Lin Feng was understandable. After all, who would willingly acknowledge someone weaker than themselves as their leader?! However, Xue Qingyi had great confidence in Lin Feng. She believed Lin Feng would quickly recover, and even surpass, his former strength. Xue Qingyi never doubted this, because Lin Feng had never disappointed her!

"By the way... Sister-in-law, you haven't already decided this kid is the Boss, have you? You really should reconsider... Look at how skillfully that kid just played the hero saving the damsel. He's very different from the Wolf King... At least the Wolf King wouldn't be hugging and cuddling other women..." Zhou Yang glanced at Xue Qingyi and advised softly.

Hearing Zhou Yang's teasing, Xue Qingyi's face flushed slightly. She had already mostly accepted that Lin Feng was the White Wolf King. Back at the shopping mall, she had even somewhat proactively started to undress for Lin Feng... Thinking of this, Xue Qingyi no longer wanted to speak. She wouldn't force Zhou Yang to accept her view, but she also didn't want him to interfere with her judgment.

"Sister-in-law?" Zhou Yang asked again.

"'There's no need to say more. I have my own judgment on this matter,'" Xue Qingyi said calmly.

Zhou Yang was taken aback, but since Xue Qingyi had spoken, he could only nod in agreement.

"This Chen Ming is far too timid, isn't he..." Xue Qingyi said casually, putting away the Linglong Needle as she tried to divert Zhou Yang's attention.

"That old codger is indeed quite the coward... An Inner Strength Third Level cultivator, yet in a five-against-one situation, he didn't even dare to make a move. Disgraceful!" Zhou Yang's train of thought was indeed diverted by Xue Qingyi's words. He glanced at Chen Ming with utter disdain and sneered.

"Everyone fears death. However, often, the behavior of fearing death only pushes one closer to the abyss. He won't understand this without having experienced a true life-and-death struggle!" Xue Qingyi commented lightly.

"If he were to face a truly brutal battle, he'd probably use all his Martial Arts just to flee... With his Inner Strength Third Level, if he took the lead in fleeing, very few could catch him..." Zhou Yang sneered, a corner of his mouth lifting. "But being the fastest runner is useless. Even if such a person survives, they're just a good-for-nothing!"

"There's nothing left for us here. Let's go..." Xue Qingyi gazed into the distance where Lin Feng and Wu Mei had disappeared. Thinking of Lin Feng and Wu Mei once again playing the roles of a couple, an indescribable pang of jealousy welled up in her heart.

Completely oblivious to the change in Xue Qingyi's expression, Zhou Yang laughed heartily, "Let's go, Sister-in-law! Let's get something to eat. The buffet on the ship is free, you know!"

Xue Qingyi nodded and quietly followed Zhou Yang away.

...

Lin Feng didn't know what specific drug Chen Ming had used on Wu Mei. Initially, Wu Mei could still walk, albeit with difficulty. But after Lin Feng had led her a few dozen meters, she practically collapsed entirely, clinging tightly to him. Her legs refused to move, her eyes were half-closed, and her whole body felt like a limp pile of mud...

Lin Feng supported Wu Mei by her slender waist, practically holding her entire weight against him, as he struggled to guide her along the deck for another five or six minutes before they finally reached their designated room. After swiping the key card and opening the door, Lin Feng didn't put Wu Mei directly onto the bed. Instead, he helped her to the sofa, planning to find a way to counteract the drug's effects.

However, Lin Feng had drunk a fair amount at the bar earlier that evening, and his head still felt a bit muddled. After settling Wu Mei on the sofa, he also sat down beside her to rest for a moment...

Just as Lin Feng was about to get some hot water to sober up and then help Wu Mei detoxify, Wu Mei, who had been lying dazed on the sofa, suddenly stirred.

"Lin... Lin Feng... where are you?" Wu Mei's eyes fluttered open. She reached out her hands weakly, calling Lin Feng's name. Her expression was panicked and she trembled, as if she had relapsed into a nightmare and hadn't yet escaped her terror of Chen Ming.

"Don't be afraid. It's alright, I'm here..." Lin Feng reached out, took Wu Mei's delicate hand, and comforted her softly.

"Lin Feng... I... I'm scared... I'm so scared..." Wu Mei struggled to keep her eyes open as she spoke to Lin Feng, her voice trembling.

"Don't be afraid..." Lin Feng wasn't sure how to comfort Wu Mei, the words coming out a bit stiffly, "I'm here. Don't be nervous..."

Only then did Wu Mei settle down a little. Holding Lin Feng's large hand, she leaned back slightly against the sofa and her eyelids drooped a little.

Lin Feng knew Wu Mei was frightened and didn't dwell on it. He simply let her hold his hand and watched her quietly.

A few more minutes passed before Wu Mei suddenly seemed to startle awake again. She opened her small, cherry-like lips and asked, "Lin Feng? Lin Feng, where are you?"

"I'm here..." Lin Feng replied patiently, his voice calm.

"Oh... are we... back in the room... already?" Wu Mei opened her eyes, a mumbled sound escaping her moist lips. She then shakily pushed herself upright on the sofa. Forcing her hazy, beautiful eyes open to survey her surroundings, she seemed to recognize it as her and Lin Feng's room, and then, with considerable effort, began to fumble with her clothes...

"Yes, we're back. Don't be afraid," Lin Feng said calmly. He didn't know what Wu Mei was trying to do. He narrowed his eyes, silently watching her movements.

"I'm not scared anymore... I just feel so hot... It's scorching! Why is it so hot?"

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