When faced with Talabova's confession of love, Ling Feng naturally turned her down outright! Back then, saving Talabova was only because the Divine Gate had been entrusted by that prominent family to rescue their heir, and saving Talabova was just an incidental act.

Thus, the words he spoke back then were merely a means to deal with Talabova! But what Ling Feng didn't anticipate was that in just three short years, Talabova had actually risen to the rank of Senior Deacon, which deeply shocked him.

Although she had been rejected by Ling Feng at the time, Talabova didn't lose heart. Instead, she became even more resolute in her determination to conquer Ling Feng!

After all, by that point, Talabova had blossomed into a stunning beauty, even rated by gossip columns as one of the world's top ten most sensual women! Facing such a captivating figure, Ling Feng still managed to reject her—didn't that prove Ling Feng was truly a man worth entrusting her heart to?

One must admit, when a woman has feelings for a man, she tends to coat all his actions in a radiant veneer, even if that man is an unrepentant scoundrel!

Confronting Talabova's relentless pursuit, Ling Feng was exceedingly distressed. He had thought that after persisting for a while, Talabova would give up. But two years had passed, and yet her determination remained just as unwavering!

"Ling Feng, have you forgotten the promise you made to me?" Talabova approached Ling Feng, quickly standing right before him.

The towering peaks of her allure were almost brushing against Ling Feng's chest, accompanied by a faint, virginal scent that made Ling Feng feel deeply uncomfortable.

Recalling five years ago, in the base of a terrorist organization, she had been like a muddy little monkey. Yet in just five years, she had transformed into such a breathtaking beauty!

"What promise are you talking about?" Ling Feng stepped back, feigning ignorance as he asked.

Talabova fumed, "A year ago, you asked me for intelligence on the weaknesses of the Divine Gate instructors. What did you promise me back then? You said that after you destroyed the Divine Gate organization, you would be with me. And now? The Divine Gate has been obliterated—where's your promise?"

Hearing Talabova's forceful words, Ling Feng felt his head ache.

Back then, seeking even the faintest glimmer of victory, Ling Feng had no choice but to seek out Talabova, hoping to purchase information on the weaknesses of the Divine Gate instructors. But Talabova made a condition—if he succeeded, she wanted to be together with him; otherwise, she wouldn't sell the intelligence to Ling Feng.

Left with no options, Ling Feng was forced to agree to her demand. Based on Ling Feng's assessment at the time, the odds of their counterattack to destroy the Divine Gate were minuscule!

Yet, unexpectedly, Ling Feng and his team had actually succeeded! Now the situation had become undeniably awkward, as Ling Feng didn't truly want to be with Talabova.

No matter how beautiful Talabova was, Ling Feng felt no emotional connection to her—it was simply impossible for him to agree to be with her! For Ling Feng, matters of the heart were both a luxury and a solemn responsibility.

Beyond that, Ling Feng had grown suspicious of Talabova's very identity. Though he didn't know the internal promotion mechanisms of the Eye of God, the fact that she had managed to rise in just three years from the lowest ranks to become one of the few Senior Deacons within the upper echelon of the Eye of God was anything but ordinary!

Talabova's background certainly wasn't as simple as it appeared, leaving Ling Feng reluctant to deepen his acquaintance with her.

"Well..." Ling Feng hesitated as he spoke, "About that matter, I think there might have been some misunderstanding between us..."

"Misunderstanding?" Talabova sneered, "Ling Feng, don't tell me you're planning to go back on your word? You, the infamous Blood-Handed Asura—could it be that you're just an untrustworthy scoundrel?"

If Ling Feng could travel back in time, he'd undoubtedly give his past self a savage beating. Why, oh why, did he accept Talabova's condition back then? What had he been thinking?

"Ever since I met you five years ago, you've been deceiving me!" Talabova's voice trembled slightly, "Do you have any idea how much I suffered, how much pain I endured, to ascend to the rank of Senior Deacon within those three years? The only thing that kept me going was your promise back then!"

"And now? You're telling me it was just a misunderstanding?" Tears glimmered in Talabova's deep, bright eyes. "Even if it was a misunderstanding, I still hoped my perseverance would move you. But now? You keep brushing me off again and again. Do you really think I, Talabova, am such a fool?"

Ling Feng, who found women's tears particularly unbearable, felt an overwhelming sense of guilt upon seeing Talabova's current state.

Reflecting on their years of acquaintance, it seemed she wasn't wrong. She had continuously pursued him, yet he had rejected her time and time again!

"Have I really been too cruel to her?" Ling Feng's face showed a brief hint of hesitation.

At that moment, Talabova suddenly threw herself into Ling Feng's arms. "Ling Feng, please don't push me away. Just let me hold you quietly like this. After everything I've suffered through, all the hardships I've endured over the years, my request isn't that extravagant. All I want is the privilege to stay by your side, to quietly watch over you, and to lend you a hand whenever you need it!"

Ling Feng's hand, which had been poised to push Talabova away, froze in mid-air. Faced with yet another confession, Ling Feng simply couldn't muster the resolve to reject her harshly again.

What Ling Feng couldn't see was the absence of sorrowful emotion on Talabova's face at that moment. Instead, there was a sly, triumphant grin—the kind a clever fox wears after successfully stealing a hen.

"Ling Feng, oh Ling Feng, I always thought you were a cold-hearted man with no interest in matters of the heart. But now I realize I've been completely wrong!" Talabova pressed herself against Ling Feng's chest, her thoughts racing.

"In the Underworld, you're the fearsome Blood-Handed Asura, but in love, you're nothing more than an inexperienced novice! You don't even understand how to truly reject a woman's affection! If I had known this sooner, I would've claimed you long ago!"

"But now I have to deal with seven or eight other rivals—how infuriating!"

Seeing Talabova refusing to let go, Ling Feng gently patted her smooth shoulder and said, "Talabova, let go. I'm sorry; I know I'm not a good person. Please just think of me as a scoundrel—I truly can't respond to your feelings."

Talabova raised her head, her face once again betraying a vulnerable, sorrowful expression. "A scoundrel? I've never seen a scoundrel who pushes women away, Ling Feng. Just what are you rejecting me for? Tell me—what am I doing wrong, or what about me displeases you? Just say it, and I'll change!"

Ling Feng was least equipped to deal with women like her. In terms of rank, Talabova was now a Senior Deacon of the Eye of God, holding immense sway within the Underworld.

In terms of appearance, she possessed the sensual allure of Western women while retaining the smooth, delicate skin of Eastern women. She was the goddess in the hearts of countless men around the world!

And yet, such a goddess-like figure had become infatuated with him! If not for his inner convictions, Ling Feng might have already faltered in his resolve!

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