“Beautiful?”
Ye Feng’s eyes were almost spewing fire.
Is this woman here just to ruin my hot pot?
He had spent more than an hour painstakingly preparing it.
“Do you know how much damage a few bugs and a pile of leaves can cause to a pot of hot pot?” Ye Feng pointed at Lishe, who was still striking seductive poses, and roared angrily.
Lishe froze, her face filled with disbelief.
In the past, once she used her beauty trap, almost no one could resist it. She had even relied on this move to assassinate a Martial General of the Great Qin Empire.
Yet now, Ye Feng, a brat at the Martial Spirit Realm, was completely ignoring her looks.
Left with no other choice, Lishe planned to lay everything bare and rope Ye Feng in.
But before she could speak, Ye Feng took the lead.
“Compensate. You must compensate.”
Lishe felt a bit awkward.
As an assassin, she was a typical hand-to-mouth spender. After all, assassins lived by licking blood off blades. Who knew which mission might be their last?
And the most painful thing in life was dying before spending all your money.
Now that Ye Feng demanded compensation, how could she possibly afford it?
“Young Master, I don’t have a single coin on me,” Lishe said pitifully after her eyes darted around. “How about I give myself to you as compensation?”
“Alright.”
Lishe thought Ye Feng would refuse, but to her surprise, he actually nodded and agreed.
“Hmph, filthy man. In the end, you’re still lusting after my body, pretending to be noble,” Lishe sneered inwardly, though her face still maintained a weak and pitiful expression.
With a thought, a bundle of pitch-black hemp rope appeared in Ye Feng’s hand.
This was a knockoff Immortal Binding Rope he had just exchanged from the Lying-Flat Shop. Although it only cost 1 Lying-Flat Point, once someone below the Martial General Realm was bound by it, they would not even be able to move a finger.
Lishe had no idea that the moment she appeared, Ye Feng had already seen through her name and cultivation via the Lying-Flat System.
“Dead thing, you sure know how to play,” Lishe said coyly. She did not resist, as she had experienced similar situations plenty of times.
But the next instant, when the Immortal Binding Rope wrapped around her, Lishe’s expression changed drastically.
A terrifying binding force swept through her entire body, leaving her completely unable to move.
Ye Feng did not answer her at all. Instead, he dragged Lishe and walked straight outside.
“Where are you taking me?” Lishe’s eyes were filled with fear.
Ye Feng’s methods were far too bizarre. Lishe would rather face a Martial General than deal with Ye Feng.
This time, Ye Feng did not ignore her question. He turned his head slightly and revealed a faint smile.
“Of course, I’m taking you to pay off your debt.”
When the Ye Family members saw Ye Feng leaving with a stunningly seductive young woman dragged behind him, curiosity immediately appeared on their faces.
However, because of Ye Feng’s status as a Moonshade Sect direct disciple, no one dared to step forward to ask questions.
Only Yueya, who had been waiting not far from Ye Feng’s small courtyard, flashed a trace of jealousy across her face and quietly followed them.
“Why does this road feel so familiar?”
After walking for a while, Yueya hiding in the shadows finally reacted.
Isn’t this the road to the Drunken Immortal Tavern?
At this moment, a shocking thought flashed through Yueya’s mind, though she hardly dared to believe it.
“Aiyo, Young Master Ye, isn’t it true that the flowers outside are more fragrant than those at home? You’ve only brought Yueya back for a few days, and now you’re already here to support our business?” The moment Ye Feng appeared, the Drunken Immortal Tavern madam hurried over and teased him with a smile.
“What nonsense is that?” Ye Feng glanced at her indifferently, then pointed at Lishe, who was still struggling on the ground. “I’m here to do business.”
“This woman owes me quite a bit of money. Left with no choice, I’m selling her here to repay the debt. Just look at this figure and this face. I’ll charge you fifty low-grade spirit stones. Consider it a bargain.”
The madam glanced at Lishe and her expression immediately fell.
Lishe was indeed decent, but compared to Yueya, she was more than one tier inferior. Back then, Yueya had only sold for ten low-grade spirit stones. Now Ye Feng was asking for fifty, so how could the madam be willing?
“Young Master Ye, our Drunken Immortal Tavern is full recently. We’re not taking in anyone new,” the madam said with an apologetic smile.
Although word had already spread that Ye Feng had become a Moonshade Sect direct disciple, the Drunken Immortal Tavern was backed by the empire and was not overly afraid of sects. Moreover, how could the number one sect of Martial Refinement Commandery make a big fuss over a disciple’s dealings with a brothel?
“Fine.”
The madam thought Ye Feng would not let this go easily, but unexpectedly, Ye Feng nodded.
Before she could feel happy, Ye Feng’s next words made her face turn pale.
“When I met the Commandery Governor last time, I forgot to mention that the Drunken Immortal Tavern has terrible sanitation, poor safety, and bad service attitude. I’ll go find Governor Wu of Martial Refinement Commandery right now and ask him to shut you down for rectification. Maybe you can even take a few days off.” This chapter is updated first at novelping . com.
The madam’s expression changed drastically. She no longer dared to refuse and could only accept Lishe.
After taking the fifty low-grade spirit stones handed over by the madam, Ye Feng directly chose to recycle them.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successful recycling. Obtained 500 Lying-Flat Points.]
After deducting the cost of hot pot ingredients, Ye Feng had netted 350 Lying-Flat Points, his face full of smiles.
Before leaving, he did not forget to remind her.
“Madam, this woman’s mental state isn’t very stable. After untying her, she might easily injure customers. It’s better to keep her tied up.”
“Who knows, it might even become a special feature of the Drunken Immortal Tavern.”
The madam’s eyes lit up. She hurriedly thanked him, completely ignoring Lishe’s cries beside her.
Not far away, Yueya watched this scene, her face turning pale with fear.
She never imagined Ye Feng’s methods could be this vicious.
“Zhou Changshu, where are you? Come and take me away quickly,” Yueya muttered. At this moment, she inexplicably found herself missing Zhou Changshu.
After returning to the Ye Family, Ye Feng used the Lying-Flat Points he earned and happily started making hot pot again.
As for Lishe, no matter which force had sent her, since there was no response for the time being, the other side would definitely not dare to send anyone else so soon.
That meant Ye Feng could enjoy himself freely for a while longer.
…
Inside a cave on Thousand Grotto Mountain, the assassins of the Great Han Empire looked grim.
Lishe’s strength was not considered top-tier among them, but with her exceptional charm techniques, she had almost never failed when dealing with men.
Yet now, there was no news of her at all—alive or dead, unknown.
Most importantly, when Lishe infiltrated the Ye Family, the other assassins had deliberately drawn Ye Nanshan away.
“Lishe’s life plaque hasn’t shattered, which means she’s not dead,” the leading old man said solemnly. “But where exactly is she?”
After all, being able to silently restrain a late-stage Martial Spirit like Lishe without making any noise was something even he, a late-stage Martial General powerhouse, could not do.
At this moment, the Lishe they were all worried about was inside the Drunken Immortal Tavern, being forced by the madam—eager to recover her costs—to receive customers.
Just then, a middle-aged man with an honest appearance among the assassins suddenly stood up and said anxiously, “Sir, waiting like this isn’t a solution. How about I go take a look?”