It's not that Xiao Feng is being rash in coming to this conclusion immediately, but rather that he is considering reality and national conditions.

If it were in the vast land of Huaxia, this idea could be tried. After all, the world is wide; if worse comes to worst, you can just fire a shot and move to another place, waiting for someone unwitting enough to fall for it.

But Japan is different. The place is only so big, and even if you change places repeatedly, it wouldn't take long to exhaust all options.

By then, as long as one victim gains attention, it will surely lead to a series of similar incidents coming to light.

Of course, this can't be entirely said to be a bad thing. It could at least temper the arrogance of the wealthy, but thinking about long-term development, or even making it a main source of income, is definitely impossible.

...

In the afternoon, Xiao Feng continued sitting in the courtyard reading, while repeatedly pondering and scrutinizing the previous exercises to summarize patterns and experiences.

After all, it's different from physical training, where muscle memory can be cultivated just through repetition. In actual combat, anything can happen if one doesn't think and reflect enough, it's all for nothing.

Everyone else was also busy with their own things.

The little girl dragged Lu Yao and Lin Jiaxuan out shopping. Zhao Guo'an was with Zhen Jinghan, while Lin Zhiyan and Su Yuzhuo seemed preoccupied.

Until the light dimmed, Xiao Feng put down the book in his hand, stood up from the chair, rubbed his sore neck, and stretched, letting out a series of crisp joint sounds.

At this moment, two snow-white palms appeared on his shoulders.

Xiao Feng was taken aback and sat back down again. He turned his head to see Su Yuzhuo's delicate face.

"Xiao Fengjun, may I give you a massage?"

Su Yuzhuo said softly, her cheeks adorned with two faint blushes, looking as pretty as a peach.

"Uh..." Xiao Feng felt goosebumps rise, glanced around, and found no one else in the courtyard, as if it was just the two of them in the large space.

However, that wasn't the main issue. What really felt off to Xiao Feng was Su Yuzhuo's current demeanor.

Though she usually behaved gracefully and graciously, she was always very restrained around him.

But now, Su Yuzhuo seemed to be slowly letting go of that restraint, revealing a side unique to her original nature.

"Where did everyone go?"

While asking, Xiao Feng adjusted his seating position, but no matter how much he adjusted, he couldn't get comfortable, as if the chair had nails on it.

The next moment, the hands on his shoulders started working, actually giving a rhythmic massage.

Xiao Feng's body trembled, then gradually relaxed. Since resisting was futile, he decided to enjoy it.

In this regard, Xiao Feng has always been open-minded. It's just a massage, one won't die from it, there's no need to be bashful like a timid little girl.

The change in mindset led him to fully relax, even becoming dissatisfied with the chair's hardness, thinking it would be perfect if it were a sofa.

"Shihan and the others haven't returned from shopping. Miss Lin grew worried and went looking for them. Zhao Guo'an is helping Zhen Jinghan pack her things, preparing to move in." Su Yuzhuo explained.

Xiao Feng nodded, realizing that Old Zhao's situation was basically settled. But what about another person?

"Did Sun Shijie also leave?"

Su Yuzhuo pursed her lips and said, "Uncle Sun... I sent him away."

"Do you have something to say?" Xiao Feng asked, stating the obvious.

Because clearly, Su Yuzhuo wasn't the kind of person who would create an environment where everyone else wasn't present for no reason; she must have her own purpose.

But what this purpose was, Xiao Feng found hard to grasp.

After a long silence, Su Yuzhuo's massage movements suddenly stopped, as if she was having a hard time saying, "I'm... going to leave."

"Oh, then I wish you a safe journey." Xiao Feng replied blandly.

Su Yuzhuo wasn't surprised by Xiao Feng's reaction. She stepped forward and smiled, "Xiao Fengjun, can you wait for me a bit? I have a dress I've never worn, but today... I want to wear it for you to see."

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, firstly because of the title "Xiao Fengjun," which felt uncomfortable to him.

Secondly, the way she was speaking made him feel inexplicably familiar.

"You're not planning to wear a wedding dress, are you?" Xiao Feng half-jokingly, half-probing asked.

Su Yuzhuo blushed, shook her head to indicate no, and then turned to walk into the room.

Xiao Feng found it very baffling, but considering she was leaving, he couldn't refuse such a small request, so he patiently sat in the courtyard waiting.

About half an hour later, the tightly shut door opened at last, albeit very slowly.

"Creak..."

Upon hearing the sound, Xiao Feng turned his head, and his eyelids involuntarily twitched.

Su Yuzhuo was wearing a pure white kimono, with waist and garment patterns all in pure white, and even a white hat resembling a turban on her head.

Once the door was fully open, Su Yuzhuo crossed her hands in front of her abdomen and stepped outside, with her dress trailing on the ground, a faint smile on her face, resembling a lotus blossoming on a snow-capped mountain, elegant and solemn.

"Xiao Fengjun, do I look good?"

Su Yuzhuo spread her arms and spun around, her eyes showing a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

Xiao Feng nodded, somewhat perfunctorily saying, "Not bad!"

Strictly on terms of appearance, Su Yuzhuo was strikingly beautiful, but this outfit gave Xiao Feng a slightly grieving feeling, much like during funerals back in the village wearing mourning clothes.

However, little did he know that this kimono worn by Su Yuzhuo is called "white uchikake," a traditional wedding gown only worn by women during their marriage.

It symbolizes the bride's purity and innocence, like a blank sheet of paper, and marks the beginning of a new phase of life.

The hat on her head is called "tsunokakushi," initially used to cover the bride's face, somewhat similar to Huaxia's red veil.

It has another meaning, to remind the bride to restrain her temper, to hide her 'horns,' as it were, even if she has them.

"Xiao Fengjun, once I've established my influence, I'll reach out to you, and I hope if the opportunity arises, you can come find me." Su Yuzhuo smiled.

"Definitely." Xiao Feng readily agreed, as such empty promises are easy to make.

"Xiao Fengjun, could you... close your eyes?"

Su Yuzhuo asked cautiously, as if afraid that Xiao Feng wouldn't agree.

Xiao Feng was momentarily stunned, even the most oblivious person should understand what might happen after hearing that sentence.

Just that usually, it's more common for a man to say it to a woman, rarely the other way around.

Xiao Feng pondered for a while, but nodded, closed his eyes, thinking to himself that after all, he wouldn't be losing out.

Seeing the person in front of her close his eyes, Su Yuzhuo took a deep breath, her body slightly trembling, feeling a bit apprehensive, but still resolutely stepped forward.

However, before she could proceed, a booming voice exclaimed, "Just arrived and seeing such a scene, really exciting!"

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