"Brother Yanhuang, why don't you use me for practice?" Lu Yao stepped forward and said.

Xiao Feng chuckled and posed the same question again: "Do you think I'd be willing to?"

"Probably... not willing?" Lu Yao replied uncertainly.

Xiao Feng immediately responded: "What do you mean probably not willing? It's definitely not willing."

He understood that Lu Yao had always lacked a sense of security, which was related to her background.

Without parents, seemingly unburdened, it looked as if she lived more freely than most people, but correspondingly, in times of hardship, such people can only rely on themselves, finding no support.

Over time, a lack of security naturally became inevitable.

When Lu Yao heard Xiao Feng say this, she felt a warm current surge through her heart, realizing Brother Yanhuang did care about her.

Xiao Feng glanced at Lin Zhiyan and Su Yuzhuo: "You two as well, forget it. I need to find a guy, but someone like Sun Shijie is out of the question."

Indeed, if it were someone of Sun Shijie's age, he might lose half his life before any results were seen, truly not durable.

Su Yuzhuo looked at the still-closed door and said, "Could she really lock herself in the room all the time?"

The "she" here referred to Lin Jiaxuan, who had locked herself in her room and hadn't stepped out all morning.

Xiao Feng laughed: "Don't worry, if she couldn't think it through, she wouldn't have waited until after getting the Eternal Darkness Flower to lose hope. Without food, drink, or a toilet in the room, unless she can 'self-sustain', she won't last long."

Everyone looked at each other, knowing the logic was sound, but feeling something uncomfortable about how it was said.

...

Meanwhile, Bi Junxian, who was undergoing emergency treatment in the hospital, finally slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, his face was pale as paper, lips dry and cracked, extremely weak.

"Son, you finally woke up!" Bi Quan exclaimed, standing up with excitement. The bloodshot eyes and evident fatigue showed he hadn't slept all night.

The nurse used a cotton swab dipped in water to moisten Bi Junxian's lips and then said to Bi Quan: "Don't worry, Mr. Bi's condition is now stable. A few days of good rest and some nutrition, and he can be discharged."

"Thank you." Bi Quan expressed his gratitude, signaling the nurse could leave.

After the nurse left, Bi Junxian croaked: "Dad, what happened to me?"

He was still in a dazed state after just waking up, like blacking out after drinking, opening his eyes to see a white ceiling, lying on a hospital bed, with two bottles of white lipid solutions hanging above.

Bi Quan, who hadn't slept all night, didn't quite know what to say for a moment and could only say: "Don't worry, Dad will definitely avenge you."

The saying goes, 'A father knows his son best,' and Bi Quan was well aware of how much face meant to his son.

For a person who valued face, last night's experience was enough to make him feel mortified and furious!

After a prolonged silence, Bi Junxian suddenly became excited: "Dad, last night at the hot spring I..."

Bi Quan nodded solemnly: "Don't get excited. Since it happened, as men, we should face it head-on. Think about it differently; even if they gossip behind our backs, who dares to say it to our faces?"

This was a form of Spiritual Victory Technique: as long as no one dared to mention it in front of him, it was as if it never happened.

After a moment, Bi Quan tentatively asked: "Think carefully, apart from drinking a glass of red wine last night, did you eat anything else?"

Bi Junxian couldn't calm down enough to think and was about to sit up angrily on the spot, shouting: "It must be that bunch of bastards framing me, I'm sure of it!"

No sooner had he spoken, a knock came at the door.

"Knock knock knock!"

Bi Quan had to hold back what he wanted to say and said in a deep voice: "Come in."

The butler, Old Lu, opened the door, and seeing Bi Junxian was awake, he let out a sigh of relief: "Thank heaven you're finally awake, young master. The master hasn't closed his eyes all night since last evening..."

Bi Quan impatiently interrupted: "How did the investigation I asked you to conduct go?"

"It's been clarified," Old Lu regained his composure and replied solemnly: "Xiao Feng and his group have rented a courtyard in the town. They should still be in Jiuyou Town."

"Should?" Bi Quan asked coldly.

"Forgive me, Master. They're definitely in the town. I've already stationed people at the nearest stations and arranged for monitoring on all main roads exiting the town. Once Xiao Feng is found, it'll be reported immediately," Old Lu hurriedly explained.

As a competent butler, he knew that if he were entirely sure of something, he should never speak with absolute certainty, but only claim seventy percent assurance.

This way, if done well, the master would be satisfied, and if not, the master's expectations wouldn't be too high, so he wouldn't be blamed.

Having done this for a long time, it became a habit. So, even though Old Lu had done the preventive measures, he only stated "should."

"I don't care whether they have any backing or not. Gather everyone who can make it right away and go to the courtyard where Xiao Feng's people are. Bring them all to me!" Bi Quan's tone was grim.

Old Lu couldn't help reminding: "Master, it's midday now, broad daylight..."

"What difference does daylight make?" Bi Quan slammed the table and stood up, angered: "They humiliated my son so publicly, they must pay the price!"

"This..." Old Lu pondered and reluctantly said: "Master, there's something I forgot to mention just now."

"Then hurry up and say it!"

Old Lu quickly said: "We heard that some time ago, Zhao Fengyun and Zhao Huipeng from Pengyun Tea House had a conflict with Xiao Feng's group.

The specific reason isn't clear yet, but the result is the father and son not only ended up paying Xiao Feng a large sum of money, but they're also currently in custody, with no release date in sight."

Bi Quan sneered: "A mere Pengyun Tea House, I can crush them with a single finger. You arrange it, and act immediately. I want to see how capable this bunch of bastards really is!"

Seeing Bi Quan's determination, Old Lu had no choice but to agree and went out to execute.

After all, he had said what needed to be said. Even if the sky fell, there would be someone taller to hold it up; he needn't worry about anything.

"Dad, we mustn't let those bastards get away!" Bi Junxian said, his face flushed.

"Of course, we've lost so much money, we must find a way to make up for it," Bi Quan rubbed his temples, sat back on the sofa, and said: "You take good care of yourself, don't worry about the rest."

Bi Junxian nodded, a fierce look in his eyes. He had already begun to consider in his mind how to torture Xiao Feng and his group once they were captured.

The torture referred not only to the physical but also to the psychological.

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