Chapter 900: The Flirtatious Woman

A seductive voice reached Yi Feng's ears, leaving him utterly bewildered.

What the hell is going on?

Just moments ago, this woman looked like she was ready to kill someone, but after those two guys left, she pulled this stunt?

Her bare legs caught him completely off guard.

Though he wasn’t about to lose his mind over it, there’s an old saying, isn’t there?

Even heroes falter before beauty.

After all, he was a vigorous young man—how could he possibly resist?

As Yi Feng was silently cursing in his mind, Mei Xian'er, noticing his dazed expression, curled her lips into a slight smile.

She loved seeing men helplessly captivated in her presence.

Especially men like Yi Feng—interesting and hard to conquer. It really stirred her desire to dominate.

Of course.

What gave her an even greater sense of accomplishment was the fact that, despite his obvious reaction, he still hesitated to make a move. That was the most amusing part.

"Do you want to?" she asked languidly.

Without waiting for his response, she continued, "I know you don’t dare."

"Can’t blame you, though. After all, everyone knows I’m the captain of Line Eight, an important figure in Linglong Pavilion. Countless powerful men across the heavens desire me."

"If you actually dared, word of today’s events would spread, and you’d be hunted down by countless people. You wouldn’t last three days."

"Hehe…"

The woman covered her mouth and laughed, convinced she had found Yi Feng’s weakness. She was toying with him, getting back at him for his earlier indifference.

This was the best way to crush a man’s pride.

Little guy, you’re still too green to play with me.

However.

What she didn’t expect was for a hand to suddenly grab her delicate foot, yanking her off the table, while another arm wrapped around her slender waist.

"Hehe…"

Seeing Yi Feng on the verge of losing control, Mei Xian'er’s laughter grew even more pronounced.

As if remembering her grudge against him, she taunted him further, "Don’t just talk the talk, why don’t you walk the walk? Come on!"

She pressed herself tightly against Yi Feng, her fingers playing with the fabric of his shirt.

She was certain that, while he was entranced by her, he wouldn’t dare act due to her status and position.

But reality.

Wasn’t quite what she expected.

"Rip…"

The sound of tearing fabric echoed as a cool breeze swept over Mei Xian'er. Before she knew it, she was thrown onto the bed and pinned down heavily.

"You… how dare you?"

Yi Feng’s sudden move completely caught Mei Xian'er off guard. She never imagined he would actually take action.

"Why wouldn’t I dare? Didn’t you say it yourself?" Yi Feng retorted irritably.

"But…"

She took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure and regain control of the situation. With a calm smile, she reminded him, "I did say that, but you should think carefully. The consequences could be severe, you know?"

"If I were to spread this, you’d be in big trouble. Three days might be a generous estimate—you might not even last one."

"Is that so?" Yi Feng paused, his hands stopping mid-action.

"Of course it’s true. Why would I lie?" Mei Xian'er smiled, confident she had regained control. She flipped over on the bed, facing Yi Feng with a teasing grin. "If you’ve got the guts, go ahead."

"Words are just words. Evidence is what matters."

With a wave of his hand, Yi Feng placed a jade slip recording the scene beside them.

"If you spread this, make sure to include this recording. Don’t even let me live an hour."

With another rip, a cool breeze swept over Mei Xian'er, her eyes widening in shock.

He recorded it?

Glancing at the jade slip, she realized she had never been in control of the situation. Instead, she had been the one played by Yi Feng.

Knowing she couldn’t let this continue.

Otherwise, this guy might really…

Her ghostly figure flashed, and she reappeared a short distance away, now draped in a fresh robe as if nothing had happened. She smiled leisurely, "Young Master Yi, I was just joking earlier. I hope you won’t take it to heart."

As soon as she finished speaking, a force struck her.

Bang.

A shoulder throw slammed her hard onto the deck.

"Damn it, you got me all worked up, and now you’re saying it was a joke? Are you kidding me? Flirtatious woman, pah…"

With that, Yi Feng stormed off in a rage, leaving Mei Xian'er lying on the deck, utterly dumbfounded.