Nima, this world is too crazy!

Yang Fei, of course, also heard the secretary's voice and gave a helpless smile.

"Clothes make the man," this is what society looks like, you can't blame anyone.

His craving for a cigarette hit him, and he couldn't be bothered to deal with others, so he leisurely walked out of the hotel, taking out a cigarette at the same time.

The two receptionists stared at Yang Fei with wide eyes, as did the two security guards.

Just as Yang Fei stepped out of the hotel, the four of them immediately snapped out of it and rushed towards him.

This sudden move instead startled Yang Fei.

Before Yang Fei could react, the four had already surrounded him.

The two security guards looked at Yang Fei with admiration: "Brother Fei, we've heard of your great name for a long time, and we've finally met the man himself today."

Changfeng Security Company was founded by Yang Fei himself, and his legendary deeds have spread among all the Changfeng bodyguards as if they were myths.

So, for ordinary security guards, Yang Fei is indeed a Great God.

But who would have thought that this omnipotent Great God that people talked about would appear alive and in the flesh before them.

The two security guards were filled with excitement and joy.

The two girls at the front desk were even more like they were dreaming.

Liu Chan's rise to fortune was all because she met Yang Fei.

In less than a year's time, she entered Yalan International, and later became the general manager of the Lanting Hotel, worth millions.

It can be said that every female employee at the Lanting Hotel, though not saying it aloud, has had similar dreams in their hearts.

Seeing Yang Fei himself all of a sudden, how could the two girls not go crazy?

The four of them surrounded Yang Fei eagerly, asking him questions.

Yang Fei slowly took out a cigarette, and gave a wry smile.

"You startled me, I thought you were going to snatch my cigarette."

His miserly demeanor made the two girls giggle, and the two security guards also burst into laughter.

Who would have thought that this man worth hundreds of billions would be so humorous and entertaining.

Yang Fei took out two cigarettes and handed them to the two security guards.

The security guards were flattered, they took Yang Fei's cigarettes, almost twisting their backs.

One of the security guards took out a lighter, ignited it with a click, intending to light Yang Fei's cigarette.

Yang Fei was surprised: "Isn't smoking not allowed here?"

The security guard looked at Yang Fei awkwardly.

"Others certainly aren't allowed to smoke here, but Brother Fei, you can. At worst, I'll take the blame."

The other security guard looked at Yang Fei with reverence.

"Yes, yes, rules are dead, people are alive, how can others compare to Brother Fei?"

Yang Fei glanced at the two receptionists, and the two girls nodded vigorously, with heart-shaped stars shining in their eyes.

Yang Fei laughed heartily and pointed at the four of them.

"You guys, what am I going to do with you? Rules are rules, even the heavenly king is not allowed to break them, otherwise, what will it look like?"

The four young employees saw Yang Fei taking the lead in following the rules and all nodded in admiration.

At this moment, the elevator door opened, and Liu Chan came rushing down energetically.

As soon as she saw Yang Fei, she exclaimed in delight: "Master, you're finally here."

Liu Chan was wearing the Lanting Hotel uniform, her slim body standing tall and graceful like a spring tree.

She rushed right up to Yang Fei, looking him over, her black and white eyes filled with an ocean of joy.

Seeing Liu Chan in this state, Yang Fei felt slightly uneasy.

Liu Chan, however, was already unceremoniously pulling on Yang Fei's arm.

"Master, let's go to my office."

Yang Fei shook his head: "Chan'er, I'm not going. I want to see how your True Martial Decree has progressed?"

Liu Chan nodded enthusiastically.

"I partitioned off my office into a training area, you'll understand when we get there."

Yang Fei was intrigued: "Then I must go and have a look."

As they spoke, Liu Chan was already affectionately pulling Yang Fei's arm into the elevator.

The two security guards and two receptionists watched the elevator numbers rise and looked at each other in confusion.

One of the girls, lovestruck, murmured: "Brother Fei is actually Director Liu's master."

"Oh my, if I had a man like that as my master, just like Little Bone and Immortal Changliu, that would be wonderful."

"Pfft, you're dreaming, are you as pretty as Director Liu?"

One girl rudely retorted, then narcissistically took out a small round mirror and looked left and right.

She was enraptured: "If it were me, it might be possible."

The two security guards heard the girls' comments, sighed long and deep, and turned away.

"Ah, women these days."

The two receptionists were arguing when the security guard's melancholic sigh floated through the lobby.

The two receptionists were stunned for a moment and suddenly started laughing sweetly.

Liu Chan's office, which was excessively large, was indeed divided in half by her.

One side was covered with rubber mats, which clearly was a small martial arts training hall.

Liu Chan took off her uniform, wearing only a sky-blue shirt.

She removed her shoes, stood on the rubber mat, took a deep breath, and began practicing her punches.

Liu Chan's Turtle Breathing was steady and endless, and Yang Fei sharply heard the flow of her qi and blood inside her.

With every punch and kick she made, the air was filled with a sharp sound, like a blade cutting through it.

Suddenly, Liu Chan gave a delicate shout, pointing a finger out, and a hole immediately appeared in the wall.

The hole was as deep as half a finger, smooth around the edges, without any cracks, and glistening with sweat.

Dark Force erupted!

Yang Fei was dumbfounded. Even if Liu Chan had worked extraordinarily hard, possessing extraordinary talent and dedication.

Who would have thought she could break through Dark Force in just a few months? It was astounding.

For an ordinary Martial Artist to break through Dark Force within three years would be considered very impressive.

This requires not only guidance from a master but also personal talent and a strong and resilient mindset.

Yang Fei considered himself a capable mentor, and what he taught Liu Chan came from the peak mental methods of Martial Arts.

But her pace of training was terrifying.

When something is that abnormal, it often means something special is happening!

Yang Fei thought and thought, and suspected deeply that this matter was related to the sword-shaped mark on Liu Chan's back.

Liu Chan, having already broken through Dark Force, gave her all to impress Yang Fei.

For Liu Chan, the only way to get close to Yang Fei was to approach him on Martial Arts terms.

She slowly finished practicing and looked at Yang Fei with pride: "What do you think, Master?"

Yang Fei could only nod, praising Liu Chan.

"Chan'er, you are the greatest Martial Arts talent I've seen over the years."

"To break through Dark Force in less than half a year is quite rare throughout history."

Liu Chan blushed at Yang Fei's compliments.

"Master, it's all because of your excellent teaching and the powerful mental methods you've passed on."

Yang Fei sighed and couldn't help but ask a question.

"Chan'er, how have you been physically lately?"

Liu Chan's expression turned somewhat unnatural.

"Not too well, but also not too bad. I just got checked, and my white blood cell count has increased a bit but hasn't reached normal levels."

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