Before Su Yuzhuo could reply, Xiao Feng grabbed her in his arms, looking arrogantly at Iwakami Shigehiro: "Are you angry? Come at me if you dare!"

To be honest, Xiao Feng's current behavior was no different from a playboy seizing a young woman, a definite villain role in TV dramas.

Even though this villain had a decent appearance, he was undeniably the kind who deserved a beating.

"Let go of her!" Iwakami Shigehiro roared.

"No, I won't. What can you do to me?" Xiao Feng continued to fan the flames: "If you keep yelling, I'll kiss her right here and kill you, you lonely loser."

At these words, Su Yuzhuo's beautiful eyes rose, showing no resistance, but inside, she felt uncontrollably nervous.

This guy... could he really mean it?

Even though it seemed there was no reason not to, it was far from what she wanted.

The young girl couldn't hold it anymore, grabbing a whip with one hand, ready to stop Xiao Feng from doing anything inappropriate at any moment.

Truthfully, if she didn't know Xiao Feng was intentionally provoking Iwakami Shigehiro, the girl would have already turned against him.

Also displeased with Xiao Feng was Fujiwara Keiaki, who was lying on the ground, face pale.

He had already thrown aside the cloth covering his face, and seeing his lady in Xiao Feng's arms, not only did she not resist, but she didn't even show a hint of unwillingness, making him feel a sense of frustration.

It was like his daughter had her heart stolen by a bad boy, and no matter how much he tried to persuade her, it was useless. He was angry but also feared she might elope impulsively with the bad boy.

Of course, the most furious was definitely Iwakami Shigehiro.

Yet, it seemed Xiao Feng genuinely intimidated him; despite the gnashing of teeth, he dared not shout threatening words.

Iwakami Shigehiro took several deep breaths, suppressing his anger as he said, "Oto, don't worry, I'll definitely rescue you."

Belock sneered: "Look at the woman in his arms. Does she seem unwilling in the slightest?"

"Shut up!"

Iwakami Shigehiro glared angrily, completely disregarding whether he could beat Belock and not considering if Uesugi Yumi would help him if it really came to a fight.

Belock shrugged but really kept silent.

He wasn't afraid, but his instincts told him that if he kept mocking, the other side might really fight him desperately.

"Flame Emperor, you could kill all these people, and I would consider you capable, but I'm sure it wouldn't be easy even if you did," Belock said, narrowing his eyes with a sinister tone.

"That doesn't matter," Xiao Feng smirked wickedly, "but killing you would be easy."

Belock didn't retort. Having lost his brother, he'd lost his right-hand man, and his combat power had drastically decreased. Anyone alive from those lying on the ground could easily defeat him.

As the main driver behind their deaths, Belock felt that even surrendering wasn't shameful.

Yet, little did he know, if he really went up against Xiao Feng now, it wouldn't be certain who would come out alive.

After successive injuries and unresolved old wounds compounded by new heartaches, Xiao Feng would be lucky to display half of his strength; his condition would only worsen as the injuries took their toll.

To outsiders, it seemed Xiao Feng was just putting on airs. But to Xiao Feng, it was a helpless act.

What else could he do but pretend?

Would he tell the opposition outright, "I'm in a terrible state, come and crush me quickly"?

Now, Xiao Feng could only hope Lin Zhiyan would hurry and bring reinforcements to rescue them, or things could really go wrong.

Yet just then, Uesugi Yumi smiled grimly and said, "On the way here, I saw many bamboo sticks tied with red cloth strips, presumably as landmarks?"

Xiao Feng's heart sank sharply, but his face remained unchanged: "And then?"

"Then I guessed that you might have also sent people out for reinforcements, so I had someone change the landmarks," Uesugi Yumi said with a sinister laugh. "We should thank you for leaving such markers; otherwise, we wouldn't have found this place so quickly."

Hearing this, Xiao Feng remained calm even as he wore a faint smile, a typical facade while his heart was in turmoil.

Lin Zhiyan, are you out of your mind?

Didn't you think to hide the markers on your way out?

At this moment, Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel he wrongly trusted someone, and he had placed too much faith in Lin Zhiyan, never expecting her, usually so reliable, to make such a rookie mistake.

"Enough nonsense. If you're confident you can take us down, just do it," Xiao Feng declared confidently, his tone containing boundless confidence.

Uesugi Yumi replied calmly, "Your psychological tactics are quite good, but the exaggerated confidence you show now only confirms that you're already at your wits' end. Otherwise, with your character, you would've already taken the initiative long ago.

You're hesitating because you're uncertain, all bluff and no substance!"

"Is that so?" Xiao Feng's gaze sharpened, "Then let's see."

Uesugi Yumi took a deep breath, raised her cane slightly, and then slammed it down suddenly.

"Do it!"

Status of giving such orders uncertain, yet Uesugi Yumi felt this would be the last time.

Unable to contain himself, Iwakami Shigehiro rushed forward, his target directly at Xiao Feng.

Meanwhile, shadows crisscrossed the yard like phantoms, creating a dizzying effect.

Lu Yao, as if sensing something, appeared with a ruler engraved with codes in hand, taking two steps forward and swinging it upwards.

"Clang!"

The sound of weapon collision rang out as a masked ninja revealed his form, his exposed eyes filled with surprise.

Lu Yao tilted slightly, quickly realizing that the target was Fujiwara Keiaki, lying on the ground.

"Don't scatter, come together!" Lu Yao shouted sweetly.

This was clearly meant for Zhao Guo'an and Old Nine's group because they were more likely to be seen as a breakthrough point, especially in the eyes of stealth-trained ninjas; they were live targets.

While grouping together didn't guarantee effectiveness, it was undoubtedly better than being picked off one by one.

Nearby, as soon as Iwakami Shigehiro rushed over, Xiao Feng pushed Su Yuzhuo out of his arms.

In peak condition, Xiao Feng wouldn't mind fighting Iwakami Shigehiro with one hand free, but in such a state, letting a hand go would be courting death.

"A tiger fallen to the flatlands gets bullied by dogs!" Xiao Feng shook his head and sighed, lamenting how low human nature had become.

Yet hearing himself compared to a "dog," Iwakami Shigehiro became even more furious, roaring, "Xiao Feng, prepare to die!"

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